Janie and I were struggling to remember all the details of this short break in Buxton with Chris and Hilary, in part to take in the Buxton Festival Fringe. Strangely, no photos.
I think we intended to walk but I don’t think we walked much, if at all. Perhaps the weather failed to smile on us.
Janie remembers speaking quite a lot with Todd at Nat’s Kitchen, before we stayed and also while we were there – he was helpful and full of advice. Perhaps I’ll be able to expand this entry when we do some archaeology on Janie’s diary.
I’m pretty sure there were one or two things that Hil and Chris were interested in seeing that we really didn’t want to do.
I have a feeling Janie and I went to see a folky-fusiony outfit in a basement bar type place one evening while Hil and Chris went to see a naff-sounding show which even they admitted afterwards had not been worth the candle.
The Importance Of Being Frank was a bit of a compromise choice which I’m pretty sure we all went to see and found funny in parts.
Here is a link to the relevant fringe preview.
That link is scraped to here, if the above link no longer works.
Quirky place but we liked it. Nat’s Kitchen reviewed – click here…
…or if that link has gone, scraped to here.
We also dined at the Old Hall Hotel one time – I think Hil and Chris were staying there and I think that was the first night…but our memories on this one are not great.
The only other thing I remember is the backdrop of the trip supposedly being an opportunity for the workmen to finish off snagging Noddyland (Janie had moved in a few weeks previously).
We returned to find only a couple of items from the list done; the rest of the time they had no doubt spent, as they had spent most of the preceding weeks, giving priority to the next big job. It took tears to invoke enough shame and sympathy to get them back in to finish off in the following few days.