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To: Scrumpy who wrote (96506)	5/7/2000 2:25:00 PM
From: AnnieO	Respond to of 120523

Another scone story... It was a bitterly cold day in Devon, England. We had spent the night in a B&B farm house. The cows were right outside our bedroom window. One cow had been separated from her calf. All night long they called to each other, and called, and called. We finally got up when the farmer started rounding up the cows for milking. Who could sleep with his shouting and all the bells jangling. We started to take our showers. We found that the hot water tank gave off very little hot water. And heaven forbid if someone flushed a toilet. Oooo! I was leaping in and out of that shower. Well we finally were dressed and ready for a big farm breakfast. It was truly a memorable experience. After a month in England, I thought if I ate one more English breakfast I would.....well you know. With luggage in tow (this is before I learned to pack light) we piled out to the car. Our plans for the day were to explore the countryside. Then the rain began. And, it just kept coming. After three hours of trying to maneuver on the roads (our first time driving on the left..which is another story) we found this little village and decided to just stop and look around. We entered this little tea shop and took chairs near the fireplace. The windows were all steamed and the wind and rain lashed against them. We grew warm and cozy. The owner was a Devon woman who had enjoyed her scones. We had never tasted scones before and had no idea what clotted cream was. (This was many years ago before scones were being served in every bakery in America). Being on vacation, we felt adventuresome. We were served the most beautiful soft, tender, heavenly scone. The clotted cream was devine along with the fresh strawberries. Ahhhh. We took our time to enjoy this delight. The rain stopped. The sun came out and we headed for Wales.