Glory restaurant Almorah UK 1400

First thing to learn or rather unlearn that uk is not always god rate the queen. It is this green brown striped hills place where the sun shines brightly and the silver blue mist sleeps on the mountain lap. A clock tower of eighteenth century stands with the pigeons paused in time with SK Painted on the silent face. And there are the inevitable menu cards painted outside that covers the gamut of italian to makki di roti. Thin roads choked with fat cars doing tango, roads that climb mountains houses that dot the slopes like pimples on a teenager cheek. The cold embraces the place till the warmth seeps out. Almorah
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