Another outing, another lunch out - this time with the farmer to meet my God-daughter and her husband in Ravenstonedale - a village not far from the Mallerstang, quite high in the Pennines and just about half way between our homes.
We had lunch in The Black Swan, a lovely pub with a very Christmassy atmosphere and beautiful log fires. Dogs everywhere as folk called in on their morning walks.
All four of us had roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, roasties, and a selection of well-cooked vegetables. This was followed by Christmas pudding souffles - they were out of this world, so very light and yet tasting strongly of Christmas pud.
To get there we cross over the moor where there are wild horses and for the first time they were by the side of the road, so the farmer took a photograph out of the window. Somebody must feed them we decided. Tess and the farmer had a walk along the wall side before we came off the moor and back on to the road again.