Friday, 21 March 2008

Jackie and I drove through eastern Hertfordshire to Braughing where we bought some sausages from the famous D White’s butchers. We also espied one of my ancestral homes but not in a location where we could decently go snooping, so instead we dined at the excellent Axe and Compasses (named in the days of enclosures?).

It may be sacrilege in Hertfordshire, but I do not think Braughing sausages are as exceptional as their reputation might suggest. I prefer Oaklands sausages from our local butcher on the road to Knebworth.