Sunday, August 29, 2010

Over The Border: Kelso

From Peebles back to the border, wherever the Tweed went the road followed. We bypassed Melrose and got no closer to Dryburgh than a brown sign on the road and a lone hiker struggling up a hill path. The blustery morning sunshine had given way to rain by the time we reached Kelso Abbey, where we stopped for Sunday lunch. "Two roast beef dinners, please," we asked the waitress. "Do you want chips or potatoes with that?"


Myeral said...

I like that. Roast beef, veg, gravy and chips!

Michael said...

Yeah, bit too exotic for me though.