There's a café on the outskirts of town that we've found we can walk to, and it makes a useful venue to stop for a sit-down and a cuppa before trundling back home, about a mile's round trip.
The Café Newt is very strange, because it's on the premises of a motor cycle dealership! It's part posh ladies who lunch, part biker café …. twin-set and pearls mixing it with leathers and helmets.
In the parking area at the back, there is indeed a newt pond, deep and somewhat overgrown, and you wouldn't want to be accidentally reversing your car into it. There's also a small Italianate garden with sculptures. Basic café fayre at reasonable prices; we had a bacon sandwich, a cinnamon bun and two coffees for £10. But out front in the showrooms, you can buy your Royal Enfield, Hesketh or Triumph motorbikes, along with lots of Moto-guzzis which I presume is some sort of Italian job. There was even a brand new grey-green Harley Davidson for sale, a snip at just under £8,000.
I think I'm a bit too old to indulge in one of they things, though - I'll stick to my OAP Bus Pass ….