Monday, 19 October 2009
As I was being driven from Preston to Clitheroe this morning (oh, the style of this new job!) we passed a hamlet on the A59. A sign loomed a hundred yards ahead. Black writing upon a white background, it appeared to say "BROWN LEAVES COUNTRY". The 'the' and the 'hotel' were in a smaller font. Is that a joke, I asked my Lancastrian companion. No, he replied, it's a real hotel. I can't be entirely sure he got my drift.
Sadly, I couldn't get the mobile phone into picture mode soon enough, so the pictorial evidence above comes from their website.
The rooms start at £45 a night and no, I don't plan a visit. And yes, we do have entrepreneurs near the Pennine grouse moors with eight figures to invest.
With my current output drier than the Sahara, any post will just have to do. But it's nice thought, is it not?
création d' idle at 7:22 pm