End of days

Our last day in Devon was a quiet day, getting ourselves ready for what, for me anyway, is a long drive. A drive which the people above compute to be 190 miles, three and a half hours worth - on which I might agree the miles but not the hours. We allow about six, including breaks. The rather distasteful ear wax removal advertisement right, perhaps arriving on my laptop because Google knows more than I might suspect about my age and condition, has been cropped.

Up onto the road across the bottom of Holne Moor for a short walk there, to catch the beginning of what they call the autumn drifting. Whereby the country people roundabout drive the ponies free-ranging on the moor into a more or less enclosed space for counting or sorting or something. We never did quite get to the bottom of what was going on, apart from it being a social occasion.

Some of these people were on foot. At least one that we saw was on a horse. Some of the young men were charging about on quad bikes. Hefty country ladies in proper country clothes nattered and chattered. We did not, on this occasion at least, see any of the ponies.

We felt sure that this rather large & loud sign about motorhomes had arrived in the course of our stay, perhaps towards the end of it. An up to date version of the sign noticed towards the end of reference 1. Plus some out of season primroses.

Back for lunch of baked white pudding (second time around, this time maybe groats). Served with boiled vegetables as is proper. While later in the day, after packing and another short walk, we finished off the Dundee cake.

It seems that in the course of the week I had managed rather less than 500g of Lincolnshire Poacher, brought down from town. Perhaps a little less than I would usually eat in a week at home.

Something of the view from where we parked our car when not in use. Looking roughly east. Quite bright considering that it was about 1800, not long before dusk.

PS: the Blogger software seems to have got into a muddle today. Every couple of minutes or so I have to nip into HTML view from Compose view and remove a bit of trailing code which seems to be causing trouble, things called msthash and msttexthash, which I don't recall seeing before. Google does seem to know about these things, but not in a way which makes any sense, is any good to me. Not something that I suppose the usually helpful tech experts at BT are going to be able to help with either.

Reference 1: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2020/10/food-in-devon-second-day.html.