The Lord Whisky for lunch (again)

The temperature was still hugging zero as six Ragstones rode out of Bedrock on an icy trail in search of the Ragstones' utopia: developing a healthy appetite followed by a satisfying lunch. Ruth, Robert, Judith, John, Martin and Peter raced through Stamford, slid through Monks Horton, pedalled furiously to East Brabourne and then came to a shimmering halt at the bottom of Janet's hill.The only way to get up this steep ice-rink was to walk up the grass verge, dragging bikes alongside in the road.Rosemary planned to drive this way and meet the Ragstones at Janet's and Peter was somewhat alarmed to think that she might have skidded up this hill - but there was nothing to fear, because when the group finally arrived, there was Rosemary's car, complete with bike still in the boot, safely parked in John's farmyard.Rosemary, of course was in the warm farmhouse, talking to blog critic, Janet of Chalkhill, and her husband John, taking lessons on how to feed wild birds in freezing conditions.

Janet took a buzzing of Ragstones in her kitchen in her stride and warmly welcomed the unexpected party.It was too comfortable and consequently difficult to leave, but in the end lunch called and the Ragstones set off in the direction of Stelling Minnis and Lyminge down another icy hill finally arriving at the Lord Whisky tea rooms for lunch. Janet, John and Rosemary arrived by car and Mel and her team provided a splendid lunch.The Ragstones will return soon.