|Looks a bit like a church but is a ruined engine house on the moors, in actual fact the Heritage Centre in the village of Minions.|
|The river valley at Ruan Lanihorne, which flows into the estuary.|
|The Heritage Centre|
|Not quite got the top|
Not forgetting the furry little cat who followed us whilst we were at the Centre.
One other memory flashes through, this was the sweet gesture of Roys' to make us up a large picnic plate each of salady things, when we visited the Trippet circle, so there Sue and I sat in the freezing cold wind on the moors, drinking I think, Asti spumante, whilst the men sat in the cars eating theirs. Surrounded by highland cattle, who seem a long way from home and a stone circle, what more can you want?