So....why would you do 'normal' on New Year's Eve?! We went wirth fellow madmen, the Walker family - to Dartmoor..... when we walked throught the door of the stone barn, Emma said, 'but Mummy, this is like nothing, and I don't like Dartmoor.' Then we lit the candles and found the rat poo. Brilliantly retrieved the situation by putting on full wet-weather kit and hiking 3 miles to the pub - with driving rain, howling winds, and a visibility of about 10 metres. We found the pub in Princetown (the Plume of Feathers) where the wonderful landady gave me and Keith a lift back to the beginning of the track to get the car...having realised there was no way our kids (or, in fact, any of us) were going to make it back again. By this time, the vis was down to about 10 feet ( not joking) and although we did find the barn, we couldn't actually find my car, which was parked about 300m away. Headed off along the wrong wall and ended up in the wrong field, ,luckily found a landmark and realised what we had done... and after some tense conversation managed to backtrack and find my trusty truck. Some exciting off-road driving and then the Very Best Chips I have EVER tasted - thank you to a stunning pub and an incredibly kind landlady!! Who also let us dry the kids clothes on the radiators - not many pubs would allow that at New Year!! Then back to the barn to see in the New Year and climb into our 3 person high bunkbeds. I wish hadn't hit my head on that beam, and I bet Matthew wishes he hadn't done it 5 times. But hey. And after a big sausage and bacon breakfast after cleaning up more rat poo) we headed off home to civilisation. And no, this isn't a fantasy, it is actually TRUE!! So Happy New Year to you all!!!!! xx.!!
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