The sputnik in the loos at the Nevile Arms

It’s been a while since I’ve shared a post in the Loo Series, and as you’d expect often I don’t know when I’ll find a loo worthy of sharing. So when it happens, who knows, but here I am sharing a loo from after our circular walk from Kinoulton to Hickling.

At first I didn’t notice what you’ll come to see dominates my pictures, but once I’d spotted the light fitting I was mesmerised. I mean it’s a great light fitting, and it totally gives the small space (they’re mostly a small space aren’t they?!) it’s character.

I told you it was a great light fitting, didn’t I?

The rest of the decor was pretty classic and smart, but the sputnik light fitting added the character. Though while it caught my attention, it wasn’t the only design feature.

Both the cherry blossom-like garland around the mirror and the floor tiles would usually have captured all the attention - and the floor tiles especially are just fab (shame I don’t need any new tile inspiration for my new house!). But the three together - garland, tiles and light - made a small space pretty special.

Here’s to the renewed energy to this series of this posts, who knows when I’ll share one next!

A walk from Kinoulton to Hickling and back again

Feeling a bit of cabin fever we checked the weather forecast and planned a walk for the best predicted day for some fresh air, nature and a pub lunch. We opted to head away from our cluster of villages, and the lanes we usually walk and to explore somewhere different for a change.

MOH has been to Hickling with his cycle group, and we’ve visited the Old Wharf Tearooms there for lunch - though on one of those bitterly cold days, but the food was good and the setting will be much improved by some warmth, so we hope to head back there over the summer.

The walk started in Kinoulton (and I’ve shared the route map from Strava further on) and we parked in the street close to The Nevile Arms which I’d seen on Facebook, and where we planned to stop for lunch after the walk. Getting our bearings we were off, walking out of the village towards fields and past this gorgeous looking property.

It wasn’t long before we were picking our way across fields, which while mostly dry were at points still a bit moist. I may have been over-optimistic with my choice of footwear, opting for walking sandals rather than boots, but my feet were aching for some fresh air too. It was mostly ok apart from one place where I did get a little muddy, even after choosing what I thought was the best route - but I’m not sure there really was a good route. I didn’t mind getting muddy, even though I don’t like walking in mud - it’s the slipping and sliding that I really detest, and which really slows me down. I also knew that I had clean shoes and socks in the car, as there’s no way I could be driving in any kind of walking footwear.

It was good to be out in the countryside and amongst nature, the weather was actually a bonus. The route was teasing us with glimpses of this even grander house in the distance - we never actually reached it, but it was great to see it coming more into view.

At the gate we doubled back on ourselves and headed around the fields trying to keep ourselves on the right path while avoiding walking directly across the fields, which was where the path on the map looked to be but in reality it was hard to spot.

Years ago we went walking in France on a walk that took in many sunflowers, these rather sad and spent looking sunflowers reminded us both of that trip and made us wonder what we’ll encounter on our upcoming walking trip to Italy.

Before heading back to the road for a short stint I spotted this bee taking a break and refuelling - and it underlines the need to keep some dandelion flowers early in spring for just this.

We arrived at Hickling Basin and well it was a bit greyer than when we’d started out, but just imagine this view on a sunnier day - though I think you’d need to imagine a lot more people there too!

At this point we’re halfway through the walk - by destination, if not in miles - and so I’m sharing the Strava map at this point rather than at the end, we walked in clockwise direction heading toward Colston Bassett (and the big white house). Both Colston Bassett and Long Clawson produce good local cheeses - which we’ve tasted and agree with! Cotgrave, which we’ve not visited, is a former mining town whose colliery finally closed in the early 1990s, but like other Nottinghamshire mines continued to operate during the miner’s strike in the mid 1980s.

The next leg of the route back to Kinoulton, the car and lunch took us along the Grantham Canal path, so different scenery completely - but also the chances of more mud encounters severely reduced.

What we did see though was a pair of swans building and tending their nest. One swan was pulling reeds through the water and adding them to the already well established nest, while the other stayed with the nest. With swans eggs hatching between May and July, it’s possible that there were already eggs in the nest.

It was great to watch - and a complete time waster - but we dragged ourselves away and continued along the towpath. Our reward as we left the path was this fabulous tree in blossom.

What a joy!

And such an enjoyable walk too. Now to find the car - though I’d managed to park just further down the same road without knowing, isn’t it great when things work out! A shoe change and we were set for lunch in the local pub, The Nevile Arms - who do a special lunch menu, alongside their usual menu. Our fish and chips were good, and it’s somewhere we’ll add to our ‘places to stop and eat list’ along with the Old Wharf cafe which was already included.

Walking East Stoke's Lanes this March

Two in a month - I’m getting back to my original planned schedule, well closer anyway. Though not wanting to get your hopes up too much when I looked back over my photos for March I saw there weren’t many. That’s an indication of the weather we had - in summary, rain, rain and more rain with quite a bit of wind thrown in too. None of which is conducive to pop out for a walk, but that’s how it is and it’s worth noting the weather too, and hoping that this time next year is more favourable.

It’s another month without a visit to the Red Gutter, and this month we didn’t even make it down to the Trent either. However, taking our chance with a break in the weather, and after another dismal weekend, we headed out on one Monday and one Saturday heading along Moor Lane on both occasions, so that’s where all of this month’s photos were taken.

That said, it was great to see the blossom appearing bringing with it hope that the seasons were changing, and that the rain and wind would stop at some point!

And there’s proof it didn’t rain the whole month, it just felt like it.

We made it to the bridge in Moor Lane which there and back is a decent three miler, and taking about an hour is (or should be) relatively easy to fit into our days. I’m writing that to convince and remind myself that all of this is on my doorstep and it doesn’t take that long, so needn’t be a great expedition.

It was really good to see the water levels much lower than they had been, and I’m sure I’m not the only one to be pleased with this. I can’t imagine the aggravation and hassle that the weather this winter has brought to farmers and builders, and anyone who’s work is primarily based outside.

There were other signs that Spring was on its way, daffodils growing in the wild always bring a smile. In fact daffodils growing anywhere are guaranteed to raise a smile from me.

But the fencing that was laid previously wasn’t showing any sign of growth just yet, though I’m sure it’s early days and for the ones that were cut, I’m sure it’s been quite a shock so that will take some time to recover from. (Spoiler - they look different in next month’s instalment!)

Thanks for joining me this month, I’ll be back to sharing the next instalment around the third week of the month, but in the meantime if you enjoyed this post you may also like some previous series where I revisit the same place - there’s my year in Greenwich Park and remember that time when I followed a tree?