Last week I had what aafetzer would amusingly call a playdate with the lovely Liz and an new adoribibble friend, Jo, who at one point, decided to treat me to a taste of my own medicine.

Anyhew since I know nothing about the county that I live in she took me to the picturesque and uber touristy Matlock Bath.

Most of the shops were closed. Like this one…

…which I cannot figure out what on earth they’re selling. Maybe pottery? But upon closer inspection the only ceramics were those in the window. I’m not sure if I want to venture in when it’s open.

But this is not the cause of the title of this post. Oh no no no. That is but a tidbit.

You’ll have to slog through the boring reminiscence first.

Anyhew we crossed a bridge….

and started walking along the riverside….

….only stopping occasionally when Reuben formed a strange stance when he noticed his shadow,

or when we happened on a mini waterfall,

or a beautiful building….uh….thing…..meant for….uh….hmmm….I can’t figure out what on earth this was built for. I suppose it could have been used for nefarious jelly experiments. Yes, makes perfect sense.

Uncharacteristically, I happened to walk right past was this monument.:

 

One of many dotted in prominent places in towns and villages.

In fact, it was Jo who started laughing uproariously when she noticed the best two names ever beheld by a British soldier;

 
As Grandma from Mulan in all her wisdom once recounted "Whoo! Sign me up for the next war!"

I think Jo and I are going to get along ever so nicely. I do love how her brain works.

Toodles Sweets – Ariane