Oop north

The brother and I did a lovely walk on the countryside above Haworth. There are some artistic installations up there at the moment including some lovely marble butterflies. Anyway this is a shot of us bad boys, blowing away the cobwebs after a bit too much whisky last night. And it was certainly windy, a proper Brontë blown landscape.

I also had a little walk around Saltaire this morning and a mighty fine cup of coffee. Plus my brother’s cat took a liking to me.

We’re eating pasta tonight with a glass of Rioja but definitely laying off the whisky. You can have too much of a good thing.