A visit to Hayfield

A Visit To See Gladys

At Hayfield

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I arrived in Hayfield in the mid-afternoon. When I finally made my way through the narrow streets to Lea Road, it was to find Gladys in the kitchen practising her many domestic skills. She gladly smiled for the first picture.

We then went out into the garden to have another photo taken. It was a really lovely day with a light breeze blowing from the west. After the photoshoot we retired to the parlour for coffee and cake with Jill, where we engaged in a long and interesting chat that revived memories of our last meeting in Atlanta. The cake had lemon flavoured icing and was delicious.

Having arranged that I was going to pick Gladys up at 6:30pm to take her to dinner, I had a walk through the beautiful village of Hayfield taking pictures. Here is the war memorial and parish church.

These old stone cottages back onto the banks of the small river that flows through the village. I thought what a wonderful location that would be to live.

Another shot of the river and the back doors of the stone cottages. There were some lovely plants growing in large pots on the flagstones that lined the riverbank.

I came across a memorial garden. It was created in memory of three young boys who had been killed in a tragic accident in 1983. There were bench seats on which to rest and it was a really peaceful haven, quiet, shady and serene. I sat there for an hour or so feeding the ducks. Then I left to check in at Kinder Lodge, a local pub, where I'd booked bed and breakfast. I wanted to change and go pick up Gladys for dinner.

Here we are on our arrival at the Lantern Pike, a pub/restaurant that had been highly recommended to me by Jill. Gladys looked very attractive in dark blue velvet. For her meal, she chose a vegetable moussaka, followed by apple pie and cream. While I had the lamb on the bone with mint gravy, and blackcurrant cheesecake for dessert.

Here we are after dinner, relaxing with a glass of wine, before making our way back to Hayfield. Just don't ask about the flowers... OK?

Gladys is well and asked me to tell you all that she thinks of you often. She doesn't appear to have changed, or aged at all, since the last time we met.

Hayfield is a beautiful village situated in the idyllic countryside of High Peak district of Derbyshire. If I'm free the week after next, I've promised to visit Gladys again. I'd love to stay here longer this trip, but I'm afraid this is the the end.... I have to go home now.

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