I caught the number 257 bus to Foolow and took the footpath that goes across the fields, and through a lot of gates, to Eyam.
I walked through the village and popped in to the tearooms for a pot of tea and the most delicious cranberry flapjack I've ever tasted; there were some tasty treats for dogs as well.
I had planned to finish the walk at Baslow but my knees were hurting , and by now it had clouded over and was really quite murky. There was a bus back to Sheffield in a few minutes and so I got on it.
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