The Red House - one of Hampshires oldest Pubs

A delightful Sunday lunch was spent in one of the villages quaint pubs, boasting that it has been serving food and ale since the 1600s.

The Red House is on the main street in Whitchurch, a tiny village set alongside a gushing ( at the moment) stream.  As you can see from the photos, the ceiling is very low and the bar tiny - but with the fireplace, its a gorgeous little place to escape the chill and to share some drinks.

We had a traditional roast lunch, which was amazing.. no it was AMAZING... and best of all - the super yum chocolate fudge pudding. It was pretty fabulous and I refuse to feel guilty for eating it.

Onsies rule

Its a bit frosty in the mornings.. and in the daytime.... and at night... so the kids have begged me to buy them onsies.  I have reasoned that we can bring these along on the Camino instead of sleeping bags - though they are a little bulky.

Lilly hasn't taken hers off all day; and I expect her to be wearing it for the next week.. Well.. if I were eight years old.. I'd wear it too.

Morgan got a dragon one and Miss Lilly has a bunny rabbit one.. I know they are going to hate me when they are a few years older.. but how cute are these two now?  he he... fuel for my ever growing blackmail pile for when they have a boy/girl friend or on their 18th......

Swansa Ordeal

Urgghh.. I am just far too honest and a terrible liar to survive here in UK... 

I've just driven 3 hours one way - to sort out drivers licence because I knew there would be issues changing my name, address and from a paper one into the plastic version.  I  took all documentation..and I needed photo ID for new - well my 'old' one - name ( only thing I had was Aussie licence) 

I'd been warned not to show my Aussie licence as they may take it - but didn't realise by 'taking it' it mean for good. Far out.. Should have made some story up... But Miss goody two shoes fessed up and handed it over.. And now I have no drivers licence (Aussie or UK) and half my originals ID is in the dark abyss of a gov dept..sigh.... I will have to leave it in the hands of the Gods.

I can't even say the drive to Swansea was pleasant  - or that we stopped of anywhere cool.. It rained and was a fairly miserable day... oh well.. better days ahead I know.