Friday, July 24, 2015

Lunch at the Ensign Ewart

We had a lovely lunch at this tiny pub.  There was not a table big enough for all of us until Ronnie and his brother moved for us.  We are pretty sure that was his name because we asked him five times.  Finally he spelled it out slowly and we were able to decipher his name.  You can barely see his brother in the third picture.