Thursday and it is our last plate of beans breakfast. But whatis this? There are other sitting at another table enjoying a breakfast too? I hope they like beans and thin toast.
Except they didnt get a plate of beans. They got two sausages each! and they got Hash browns! What is this? Could our hostess be finally giving us the breakfast we deserve? I eagerly awaited my own and what fif I get? A plate of beans with a single sausage, bacon, egg and tomato splat again. And skinny toast. At least they had skinny toast too. But what's this? the hostess is asking them if they want more toast. And more tea. But still nothing extra for us. That's just favouritism! Or perhaps the mad lady wanted to show us up for deciding to move off to new pastures.
Anyway we were glad to move on.
as we pasked and left, the hostess asked if everything was all right.
no it bloody wasnt. The room needs to be redecorated, colours like that went out in the Seventies. And the Duvet cover can cause Migraines! The breakfast was a shambles. Perhaps I chould introduce you to hospitality. To me a tomato actually means a tomato- not some gloop that once may have been slightly close to a tomato. And perhaps someone should tell you that filling a plate up with beans does not hide the fact that there was nothing else on the plate. And would it really hurt you to give a least a pot of Hot Water so we can refill the teapot? Everything was fine I replied
We then headed off to the place where we saw the Cable Cars. Matlock Bath. And it was the most lovely place. We thought that the Cable cars (Which led to a place called The Heights of Abraham) would only take us to a viewing spot and we would come back down again, but no. There was quite a bit up there.
It is worth me mentioning that I hate heights and I apparently turned several shades of green on the way up. And it stopped halfway up, and swung wildly in the wind. 
Here are the Cars. Can you see them?
We toured the mines (more underground stuff for us) and then headed back down (More queasiness for me)
We enjoyed Matlock Bath so much we decided to try and got our next B&B there. We found one that had one night free but not two. So we booked for one night. And what a lovely room it was. Made the other room look like ... er... that Brothel room in Morocco.
with our room sorted, we decided to visit a local spooky attraction- the Arber Low Stone Circle and Gib hill, Which is an old Burial mound- I wonder which one of the Bee Gees is buried there?
The Stone Circle was actually very atmospheric- but I won't go into what I experienced because most people won't believe it.
In the evening we had a lovely Curry and then went bed- dreaming of a proper breakfast.... perhaps.
