We packed and were ready to set off on our travels before we went down for breakfast. We sat at the same table as for the previous day’s breakfast and dinner; it must have had our name on it. Comfortably replete we checked out of the Inn and went to Halifax to see Halifax Minster. We were greeted warmly on arrival  by a church warden and volunteer. The church was wonderful, especially with the sunshine streaming through the stained glass windows. The rays of light produced a spiritual feeling.

We decided not to visit the Duke of Wellington’s Regiment Museum and leave that for another occasion. Because of the time of year not many places were open but we found that Bramall Hall in Stockport was and that we could use our Historic Houses cards there. Our journey to Bramall Hall was scenic, providing us with stunning views.

We had lunch in the cafe which was quite chaotic so afterwards it was nice to go on the suggested short walk where we were able to view the interesting building from all aspects. The Hall was an unexpected gem with an fascinating history. When I entered one of the rooms I found it to be unexpectedly cold compared to the rest of the house. I lingered a while… When I read the guidebook later I found that this room is reputed to be haunted.

As we left the building a dog ran over to me in great excitement, jumping up and leaving muddy paw prints on my trousers. The owner turned round and smiled as I asked the dog not to jump up. It is a good job I like dogs, the owner didn’t even call the dog back!

We stopped off briefly in Handforth Dean for a cup of tea and to pick up a few essentials for our evening meal. Our journey home took us past the Twemlow Viaduct and Jodrell Bank where we witnessed a glorious sunset.