The way to the ladies'

[shewhomust]

"All the way to the end of the bar, then turn right. It's on your left, up three steps, past the parrot."

I liked the ring of these instructions from the start, though I imagined the parrot as a picture, at most a stuffed toy on a perch. It turned out to be a parrot, patrolling the small lobby at the top of the three steps, curious about visitors but not bothered by, or bothering them.

There's a photo on the website of the Fox and Hounds in Cotherstone: they serve a good solid pub lunch, and you can have fruitcake with a slab of cotherstone cheese for pudding (of course I did).

Comments

[karinmollberg.livejournal.com]

Fierce parrots seem to have replaced dogs and leopards on diamond strings when it comes to protecting sensitive environments (theirs, that is)...

Here in St Michel there are the two parrots who take care of customer greeting at the local pharmacy, whatever the expectations of clients may be. One goes in, thinks (wrongly, in this Quartier Exceptionelle) that it is a "normal" business, and then one is suddenly spoken to from way down below aka the carpet; on which they seem to mainly nourish themselves. They also sell medicine, occasionally and say "Au Revoir" very politely afterwards, bowing their heads accordingly. I suspect them of irony, too.

[sartorias.livejournal.com]

How I would love to live in an area where places like this are even possible.

[veronica-milvus.livejournal.com]

Cotherstone will be very local to us when we get moved! Fantastic cheese, too. Maybe we could meet up some time?

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

I suspect them of irony, too.

It's something about the way they look at you...

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

How I would love to have you living close enough to join our excursions...

[shewhomust.livejournal.com]

It's good cheese, though not as good as it was in the old days (before they pasteurised it).

Meeting up would be fun: when and where are you moving?