We headed up the A68, the
initially grey skies turning to blue as we crossed into the Scottish Borders, to
reach the elevated Mansfield House Hotel on the outskirts of Hawick, where we
settled into a spacious room boasting a four poster bed and more oak furniture
than your average baronial hall; after a walk into town and back we spent a
pleasant hour on the sunny terrace with our drinks and books before enjoying a
hearty evening meal that had as its centrepiece a fine roast rib of beef.
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