Snods Edge Garlic Festival

Occasionally, driving north and west, usually to the starting point of a walk, we pass through Snod's Edge: on a Sunday morning, the cars parked along the roadside indicate that there is something here, and then if you look behind the trees, you can see a church, and a church hall. Nothing else.

I first saw the Garlic Festival mentioned in a tourist information brochure; then a notice at a farm shop; finally a reference on the internet on the website of the ice cream company who would not only be present, but would be selling garlic ice cream. No internet presence of its own, no leaflets to take home and pin to the noticeboard. This elusiveness only made it harder to resist.

( So this morning we went to Snod's Edge )