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... For example, we bought a local walking map that Rick used to get us from the Meg Rivers cafe back to CC along the Heart of England Way.
Somehow he got us off-piste and we ended up in the anaerobic digestion plant-- I shudder to think what it is but from the smell and danger signs it MUST have a lot to do with ****, **** and their byproducts.
After going in smelly circles up hill and down dale for about an hour, a welcome member of Group One-- obviously heading ...
... be held in freezing rain.
Well, none of that came to pass.
As the very hour that I was beavering away at the library computer, Pickfords had lifted their game and were delivering our boxes to a very much-relieved Rick and neighbours.
By the time I got home (in a hail storm), Richard had already unpacked half of them, neatly folded the wrapping paper and the sky was beginning to brighten--as were our spirits.
... everything else I suppose. A local lady opened up the tiny gift shop in the library, whose facade/entryway is the entrance to the village hospital on DA. I snapped up a few over-prices but necessary trinkets, and then took a meeelion pictures of the street, Mrs. Crawley's home, the hospital and the church. Heaven. The last stop of the day was Bleinhem Palace, the only palace ...
... Church which is even older. It contains the grave of William Shakespeare, his wife Anne, and their daughter as well as his mother and father. The graves are inside the church and the bodies are buried under the stones right in front of the altar.
After our tour, we then went back to the Golden Bee to have dinner. Cory ate the largest chili/cheese hotdog I've ever seen. Stuffed to the gills, we waddled back to the car and drove home. It was an interesting ...
... t nearly as many pecans and the gooey part wasn't nearly as gooey. The cream tea was to be expected, delicious, and it has become my fall back at all of our afternoon teas.
After a couple of hours in town, we headed back home for the night. Stratford on Avon was a nice English town and would be a great place to stay if you wanted the English town feel that was still close enough to London to see the big city as well. Overall, not bad but not too terribly exciting.