Right, back to the post in question, OH has been singing "Oh my Darlin' Clementine" to me since his 49th birthday back in September, hence the title, in case you were wondering!
I might as well shout it from the rooftops, less than a year now until I am the big 50.
I turned 49 on 3rd January and OH took me out for my birthday treat, a meal. We don't do extravagance at birthdays, just a bit of quiet time with those you love is more than enough of a gift for me these days.
We popped over to The Fleece Inn, a medieval pub under the guardianship of the National Trust, in the middle of nowhere! It has been owned by the same family from day one, over 600 years ago, right up until 1977, when the last owner died by the fire in the snug, a fact we were unaware of when choosing to sit in the snug by the fire and wondering why it was so icy cold!
The icy cold snug
Cold yet roaring fire
I decided on faggots for my birthday meal, a nice old style meal and absolutely delicious!
More internal shots
Blurry pic of OH in his new winter fisherman jumper, he does now answer to the name Captain Birdseye! Look how low those ceilings are.
I love the Christmas decorations at the window
Another shot of the chilly snug
The outside was just as quaint as the interior, I do love these black and white buildings
Even I had to duck through some of the doorways, and I'm only 5'4"!
Wearing: my new ebay Geox brown leather boots, £1 charity shopped Next denim skirt, Boden jumper (sale, years ago) £4 charity shopped brown needlecord Next jacket, new to me Tula brown leather bag £3.49, gloves, scarf and tights all gifts.
Linking up, albeit a bit late, with Patti's Visible Monday!