Can you say "pie"? How many ways?

This will have to be brief because breakfast is at 8:30 tomorrow morning and we want to be on our way from Torquay to Tintagel tomorrow right afterward so that we can see as much as possible along the way. These comments are coming in no particular order as I have so little time on-line but did want to touch base tonight. We started our B&B tour last night at Amberley Castle near Arundel, just a little northeast of Brighton. That was one amazing experience which I will write about later. My thought had been that we would pop down to Brighton and stop on the way in Arundel to eat at the Black Rabbit, a pub recommended by my friend Scott who grew up nearby. We never made it to Brighton, as we were gob-smacked at our first sight of Arundel, a town of jaw-dropping beauty. There is a magnificent cathedral and other church buildings as Amberley Castle was for centuries a summer home to bishops. However, Arundel has its own huge castle where the current Earl still lives and where the touring company from the Globe will be presenting a couple of plays in August in its courtyard. We did not get to see inside the tall castle walls. Instead we drove around and about the narrow streets gawking at the incredible spectrum of historic architecture seemingly spanning every era of English history. Then off we went along the road to find the Black Rabbit pub, which sits beside the river Arun, with an uninterrupted view across a wide wetlands to a wooded hillside where Arundel Castle rises in all its glory. We sat at a table by the water and stuffed ourselves with the most delicious hot chicken and ham pie on mustard mashed potatoes with fresh veggies. We watched a grebe of merganzer catch and eat a little eel, we think. Jan had a local brew called Lemony Cricket and I had a double JD. I love the old buildings but they do not love me and my allergies required the JD for medicinal purposes as well as for pleasure. Back we went to the Castle at Amberley where I indulged in a deep bath and went to bed much restored. Today was our longest journey through beautiful countryside, above valleys, through the new forest and past small towns until we began to see a change in the foliage (palm trees here and there!) and pastel colours on large Victorian houses and hotels - we had arrived at Torquay on the English Riviera!