...hippy hangout.
I have been once before and I adore the place. They now have a caravan coffee bar with an awning and seating area.
A woman, who's attention I had caught (by making some or other hilarious witticism about chocolate) took my basket to the till.
I was running around the shop, in headless chicken mode, knowing that my basket must have been hijacked.
Transpired, said woman, had started to pile her shopping into my basket while I was checking out the yummy vegan delights. It was funny. Sargent Sagittarius, here, went into Sargent mode resolving the confusion. Transpires I'm just as bossy as my sister - which is why we clash. Middle children do not boss their older siblings, it does not fair for good relations : ) I have learned this.
It gave us all a laugh, as I went through the woman's shopping in my basket to identify what was hers, what was mine. Chocolate cookie (yours), but you can buy it for me if you like, vanilla cookie...num, num...etc I like lady 'seniors' having 'senior moments', it makes my senior moments seem all the less 'Duh!' And since my fifties my 'senior moments' have got more commonplace, leaving things in shops, forgetting glasses, misplacing glasses, living in denial that I don't really need glasses, denial that I really should have had a pee ten minutes ago, denial that I'm often exhausted by 7pm...thinking in a 25 year old mind set and the body isn't quite 25 anymore etc
On a 'got out of bed the wrong side day', I have to watch my sarcasm and temper, and forget that this concept has no gravitas in my house since I have only one side to get out of my single futon bed. I have a T-bar muscular pain that flairs up from time to time (from sport/over exertion) and it is like a migraine in your leg muscles. The tendons are over stretched and tight. I have borrowed an osteopathic roller to work the ligaments and tendons back into a relaxed state. Rolling on it hurts like hell (stabbing sensation), but will eventually relax the tendons and ligaments.
This is the thing, in a place like Plaw Hatch Farm, it's difficult to be in bad humour. Everything is lovely there. Food: whole, people: gorgeous, staff: earthy, all natural all new age hippy, all genuine, all beautiful, all wholesome and healthgiving.
I love Forest Row. Earthy, natural, real, beautiful, wholesome, crafty, artsy, magical wood spirits. Driving through the Ashdown forest is a bliss that I cannot describe...you would have to experience it for yourself. I grew up in this forest area and it has great memories of long walks, riding bareback at sunset, rivers, brooks and streams, magical noises, wood spirits, bracken, fern, crunchy leaves, muddy pathways, sunsets, benches to sit on, dog walkers, horses, deer, wildlife ad infinitum. In short, it is just beautiful.
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