Off to Hay on Wye for the farmer’s market (every Thursday).

Had breakfast at Richard Booths bookshop; reputedly this bookshop started it all – Hay Literary Festival.
Devilled mushrooms in a cream sauce over Soda bread, with streaky bacon.  And coffee of course – c’est magnifique!  Nothing for lunch though as it was so filling.

Strolled around in beautiful spring sunshine; best day of the year so far.

Harry

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