Parva Farmhouse Riverside Guesthouse
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... ageing princess beneath the vines. A break, a beverage and a bowl of chips see us ready to walk the locality while it is still light. Narrow streets without footpaths are a little unnerving but the no through town means very few cars. Walking across a stone bridge that spans the Avon with a toll keepers house on one end and a crystal clear river underneath with the mandatory swans foraging on the spot in a quick flowing river. The Navigator has a new book and opts for it over ...
... We headed from here to a nice park and towards West Minster Abbey cathedral. Imogen made some squirrel friends along the way. We decided not to go into the cathedral because it was so expensive so we headed over the bridge and towards the London eye Ferris wheel. Took some photos of it and said we would come back later to go on it. Never happened haha. We decided to catch the tube to London ...
... beauty and history. No trains or tubes, so my poor little left brain gets a
That will end next week however, when I go to a seaside
village near Dublin for 9 days. My friends Lan and Muriel did a housing
exchange recently and so had a contact for me there. I am so grateful though,
that Rosemary has offered her place as my center in the UK, and I can leave ...
... I find the
matter-of-factness in this small community refreshing. Not that gay people have
had it easy here. The movie I mentioned earlier which her son Matthew directed,
Pride, is now out in the States. SO worth seeing, not only for the upliftment,
but also for the educational factor. Interestingly the locals here have more of
a reaction to the politics in the ...
... operators were booked up with taking school children home to their remote towns and villagers. SO, luckily for me I met an old guy and his wife down at the pub, and they kindly drove me part of the way to the abbey. From there, I walked down country lanes, over bridges, alongside rivers, and through paddocks. I was fast running out of time to make the abbey before closing at 5:00pm. I was getting desperate. So I decided to ...