Opposite direction

Two years ago we moved to our present abode, and decided on breakfast at Beatties to 'celebrate'.

Straight afterwards we set off for Todmorden, with intention of watching some Morris dancing. After taking an age to get there, the 'traffic hell' factor really kicked in. We could find nowhere to park - car parks full, and on-street parking in all directions taken to its absolute limit. Well, we could have parked on the street, but so far out of the town that by the time we'd walked to the centre, we'd have to turn round to go back to the car. (MrM  needed to get back by mid-afternoon to get ready for playing at a ceilidh.) In the end we gave up and went back home. C'est la vie...

On the way back MrM stopped for a photo of Stoodley Pike (extra). I had intended to blip it until I looked back in the opposite direction, where there was a much nicer view!