Premier Inn Gloucester - Little Witcombe
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... Trust cards.
We knew it was Ben Disraeli's country pad but had no idea it had played such a huge part in the War effort.
The dingy little map rooms, set up in what used to be some sort of ice house bunker, were home to map-makers creating intricate maps of Germany to be used in British bombing raids.
The intricate patterns of the formal gardens were almost as fascinating.
On a ...
... of breakfast choices here and I tried black pudding for the first time. Black pudding isn't pudding in the American sense of pudding or the English sense of pudding where it just means desert. Black pudding is basically coagulated pig blood. To my surprise it was delicious and I'm glad I tried it. I ate outside in the back where they had a pond and a mini waterfall. I enjoyed this rest area.
We reached Bath and our tour ...
We grabbed a hire car on the Thursday morning– a 2 door Vauxhall Astra that I can just fit into – and headed south for the day. Our first port of call was the quaint town of Bradford-upon-Avon. This is nowhere near Stratford-upon-Avon, if you were wondering, Avon is the ancient word for river and there are many towns called upon-Avon.
Anyhoo, this town was a charmer. We walked around and saw stone bridges, giant oak trees, quirky little ...
... if we take a different road, we see something wonderful..
We stopped at a lovely pub along the way and had a delicious roast late lunch; beef for Terry, Darlene and Ken; and pork for Pat. It was just lovely and four hours later we are all so stuffed that we have questions of whether we can even manage soup for supper. On the way home we stopped and wandered through Stow-On-The-Wold and plan on returning during the week when the shops are ...
... finding a small yellow ball in a field full of small yellow flowers is quite tricky. It was my turn to wash up after dinner, so I duly obliged. I also oversaw the checks on the engine ready for the next day. Finally, after the sun had set and the pink light was fading from the sky Scott sighted a Barn Owl. This was very exciting for everyone and both cameras and binoculars were quickly grabbed. After two or three flybys he disappeared into the trees, and the day was ...