26 April 2026

Ashford

 
It was already evening time when we stepped outside "The Ashford Arms" in Ashford-in-the-Water, Derbyshire. Rather than heading straight home, we had a little stroll round that beautiful gem of a village in the heart of The Peak District.

We had been to the old hostelry for Sunday dinner, using a voucher that our daughter, Frances, had kindly given to us for Christmas. Shirley had roast beef which she typically insisted had to be "well done" and I had rump of lamb. It was all pretty good and our waitress - Georgia - was lovely. With her blue eyes and plaited blonde hair, she looked  like she had just arrived from some remote Norwegian fjord.

Normally, I slave away in our kitchen on a Sunday afternoon to produce a nice family meal but Frances is away in Denmark for a few days at a work-related training conference in Copenhagen and Stewart's parents were up in Sheffield to help take care of the mischievous sprites often referred to as our granddaughters.

Ashford sits by The River Wye which flows down to  Bakewell from Buxton. The water is clear and the old Sheepwash Bridge that crosses it  was made from local limestone in the seventeenth century. Here sheep were literally washed in the river right up to the 1930s. Traditionally, they were held in that stone pen to the left of the bridge.

We chatted to a British Asian couple who had driven up from Leicester for the day. They were sitting on a bench, watching the water and remembering days gone by when they often visited The Peak District. They seemed to be at peace in their contentment. Leicester would be an hour's drive back. Proportionately, that city's Asian population is bigger than in any other city in Britain - around 47%.  I joked with them about the demise of Leicester City Football Club.

But for us Sheffield was just twenty minutes away and we had to get back so that I could join the two Michaels for the Sunday night quiz at "The Robin Hood". 

It had made a pleasant change to enjoy a Sunday dinner that had been made for me and not by me and in the evening light it had been delightful to remind ourselves of  the quaint loveliness of Ashford-in-the-Water.

Holy Trinity Church, Ashford dates from the twelfth century with later additions and repairs

16 comments:

  1. A good meal that has been made for you, and enjoyed in a beautiful place with beautiful company - a Sunday can't get much better than that, can it. Like Shirley, I would have wanted my meat to be "well done".
    I would have thought that Bradford has the highest percentage of Asian population.

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    1. Bradford's Asian population is around 32.1%.

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  2. Such a beautiful, romantic day!

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    1. I was wearing the "new" blue and white checked shirt that I bought at Age Concern for £6. I was also wearing smart khaki-coloured chinos and clean shoes. Though I say it myself, I think I looked gorgeous.

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  3. That is a lovely old bridge and a nice looking duck too.

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    1. The ducks did not behave as I wanted them to - flying off from that wall at the wrong moment each time.

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  4. The classic English Sunday pub roast is being emulated here. I suggest you support pubs by going out more often for a Sunday roast, and how nice to not have to cook.
    The bridge looks marvellous.

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    1. Have you heard of "Go Fund Me"? Please contribute generously to the Yorkshire Pudding Sunday Roast Outing Fund.

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  5. What a lovely setting- how lucky you are to live nearby.

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  6. I don't know what it is about cemeteries but I find them so peaceful.

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  7. It's so nice to break out of a routine now and then, isn't it?

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  8. Lovely photos and it sounds like a good day. I'm with Shirley on the well done roast beef, otherwise you end up with a puddle of blood on the plate.
    You have a River Wye, and we have Wye road, I'm guessing our road was named after your river, as so many things are in Canada.
    That poppy photo is lovely.

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  9. Sounds like a nice escape from Sunday kitchen drudgery!

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  10. Lovely photos, you have a good eye

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  11. Great photo of the Mallard hen and I always enjoy photos of graveyards.

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