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My feet know that they have had two big days. I arrived in Launceston to find that my hotel was at the very top of the hill - and it seemed a very big hill at the time! My room is on the top floor. I lay on my bed for half an hour with my feet propped up on pillows, with me promising them faithfully I wouldn't do it to them again...
The hotel is full this evening. Larnsunn seems to be a very active place - we have the Stamp Collectors in one function room, Lloyds TSB in the basement, and very strangely, the patchwork quilters in the last room. These ladies all had to file past me whilst I was eating my tomato and ham soup. I started getting horse's burial at the remarkable similarity between these ladies and those in Roald Dahl's 'The Witches'. There has not been even a glimpse of any small child...
Going back to lunchtime at the Rising Sun: As I was leaving the lovely girl behind the bar pressed a five pound note into my hand with a lovely picture she had drawn of the sun rising: to cheer me up when it rained. Wonderful.
As I was scuttling along the lane about an hour later, a car pulled up from behind and asked me if I was the walker from the pub. I answered positively and the guy introduced himself as the owner of the pub and asked me for the blog address - So - If you are the proud owner of that magnificent establishment - Hi - and thank you.
It is now pouring down with rain outside and I am all snug and bathed and fed inside. It's a day off tomorrow - so I can visit the highspots of Larnsunn. I shall wash my walking shirt - it's only been eight days and I know it doesn't need it, but hey - It's a holiday - It can have a treat too!