It has been far too long since I escaped from the fresh air of London to the idyll of country living for a day – and what better way than to visit the Grandparents in Ampney Crucis, conveniently situated in the Cotswolds.
Surprisingly, (yes, even more so than the Daily Mail style of this post) we even got there early and so had plenty of time for pre-lunch drinks and discussions about life, neighbours’ septic tank installations, and cannabis.
We lunched at the Crown, Ampney Crucis. Normally this is a delight, but an hour after ordering a Chicken Supreme and seeing no sign of it, I began to wonder if the Crown really had lost its Jewels. A bread roll later and the food arrived, and as supreme as my chicken was, there was a general consensus that the Crown should be avoided in future for Saturday visits. Delicious banof pie though.
The picture below depicts myself dressed in Grandpa’s finest car washing regalia complete with obligatory ‘foot bags’ and power hose!
