Bants B & B
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... and Rick, as my spouse, was invited to come to the Poetry Declamation competition one wintery evening.
While sipping a nice red in the headmaster's study afterwards and milling about with the parents and other spouses (all wives as it was a boys' school and I was one of the few women teachers), I noticed Rick chatting to Prince Michael of Kent.
I asked him later what they'd been talking about, assuming he knew who he'd actually been talking to. Wrong.
... piece of engineering. Our drive also took us through the Lake District and back into Wales.
Tonight we are staying in a Travelodge at Wooferton between Ludlow and Tenbury Wells and had dinner at the Salwey Arms Hotel, a place we had always planned on visiting while staying at Tenbury, but never found the time. Tomorrow we continue our drive south, this time to Sussex, where we will spend the week exploring the south coast of England.
... 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 ...
... As the first activity of the day we headed to Stratford Upon-Avon, The birthplace of William Shakespear and that was a reason to visit it, we got a tour around the town taking us to all the significant places in William Shakespeare's life. We found out many cool facts such as Shakespeare's dad started off as just a leather ...
... and uninteresting, even a stop for a Costa coffe failed to offer a frisant of interest.
The train left on time and we spent a happy few minutes planning our trip to the Majestic wine warehouse in Calais and salivating over the thought of the choice between a Pomerol or a Barolo to imbibe after a little evening repast.
Thirty five minutes later we had arrived in ...