Sunday and Lenham discovered

A phone call from someone not in my contacts woke me at an inhumanly small hour on this Sunday morning. I successfully went back to sleep. However, it means that my departure for the seaside is delayed and we may not get to my dearests' favourite pub for 'the best fish in Folkestone' lunch in time. Oh dear, oh dear...

A week ago we stopped for dinner in a picturesque village of Lenham, between Canterbury and London.
We dined well at The Dog & Bear after a stroll in the centre and through the churchyard.