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Travel Blogs from Cotgrave
... at this church. We then went across the street to the graveyard where we saw (and photographed) the grave of Sheila's 2 time great grandfathers brother. Even for a non-ancestry guy like me, this made an impression.
Then off to see the estate that Sheila's great great grandfather worked at for one of the noblemen of the time. It is still being used, ...
... to rain so we called in at a pub for coffee. It soon stopped raining and we got back to Dave. He showed us the miniatures level with all the painted figures they sell. they were just fantastic and Dave showed us his favourites. We went to the town centre to get some food and visit the castle. Dave could eat at Buckman's the cafe at the Games Workshop. We ate at The Trip To Jerusalem parts of which are the oldest ...
Pick up Sat Morning. Smooth handover. SC- Can you feel it? DC - No hardly tell it's there. First outing in the new Van at our first C&C site in Ashbourne. Lovely Site. Friendly helpful staff help us push it on the pitch. The Van is very comfy and warm.
50 miles from Cresswell Rd Mexbourgh to Site.
89 miles from Site to Home.
... travel tunes. Kodaline mostly. I hope I meet some top people for socialising in the 4 bed carriage of dreams, don't let me down. And don't rape me.
Plans after that will be winged like a true traveller.
Currently putting some more tunes in the music player for staring out into the desert as we chug past, looking deep and musing. Cause I'm quite deep y'see.
On one day I was entrusted with turning off the hard-boiled eggs when the timer went, and turning the mielies off when they had boiled for five minutes while she nipped out to fetch David from the station. After a few minutes, I wondered how long the eggs still had to go, and started searching the rather chaotically crowded kitchen counters for the egg-timer that I could hear ticking. Eventually I realised that the ticking was actually the ice-cream maker ...