229/365 The Bridge

Rog and I went to Salisbury yesterday morning, and on the way back, in desperate need of some liquid refreshment and a bite to eat, we detoured from the main A360 route home, and meandered instead through the Woodfords in the Avon Valley. We soon came across the Wheatsheaf in Lower Woodford, where I had been before back in the spring with my fellow Misians, but it was absolutely packed with Christmas lunch revellers and we couldn't even make it to the bar. So back to the car and travelled a few more miles, passing through Middle Woodford (no pub) until we reached Upper Woodford, where we spied The Bridge. What a discovery, it was lovely. The couple running it were French, although their English was excellent, as was the service and the food. Rog and I shared a bacon and avocado baguette, which came served with a portion of chips and a green salad, plenty enough for the two of us even though it was billed as a "lite bite".
I took a couple of photos from the car park, as they are right next to the River Avon, by a fancy brick and stonework bridge, but on looking at the website I see exactly the same two pictures taken on a sunny day in summer, rather than a grey day in winter, so please have a look at the website, and if you are ever near Salisbury or Amesbury, do pop in, you wont be disappointed.