Hills are everywhere

We live on a big hill. Today we walked down to the Schooner. After a beer there, we walked across the river to the Tyne bar. 

And then along the (other) river to the Cluny. 

Where we had decent food. 

And, now, we’re in the Cumberland Arms. Or, rather, outside it. Good music on a Sunday afternoon. 

Most of these places also involved hills.