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Buxton and Bakewell


As much as I have been dying to veg out in the house with lovely food, computer games and superhero films the weather has been too nice and Mr Bus and I have been trying to take full advantage of this.  So last weekend Mr Bus took me to Buxton and then Bakewell.
Our first stop was Buxton, this is a pretty little town in Derbyshire and is described as the gateway to the Peak District National Park, it also lays claim to having the highest elevation of any market town in England.  Of course it is also famous for its water.  We enjoyed a leisurely stroll through the town and up through the park where we had to indulge in an ice-cream while watching the ever so cute ducklings, they were so small and fluffy.  The most random thing about Buxton on this occasion was the presence of a large number of Morris Dancers and quite a few of them we were surprised to see had black painted faces.  There are also a number of boutique shops in Buxton and a lovely market going on up near the Opera House, in these we were able to buy presents for Mr Bus’ sister as it was her birthday the following day.

Next up and it was off to Bakewell, having never been there before I have always wanted to go and Mr Bus has been promising to take me there and of course came up trumps.  We parked up and set off into the town.  This was very quaint with lovely little streets with some lovely Georgian buildings.  Mr Bus showed me a lovely place to have food which we will have to return to sample and then took me to one of the little cafes (unfortunately I can’t remember the name) to have a traditional Bakewell pudding.  I decided to have mine with custard and Mr Bus went for Ice-cream.  It was gorgeous, much better than I expected and very nicely filling as well.  Following this we had a lovely little walk down by the river and through the park before heading home, for a treat of homemade burgers thanks to the fantastic Mr Bus.

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