The Saracens Head Hotel
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... artery. It’s in constant use by dragonflies, damselflies, moor hens and kingfishers. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a clearer healthier stretch of water and we can relate to the perky young swans and ducks who seem happy to accompany us. All in all this is a truly delightful way to finish our walk for the day. And what greater welcome could we receive arriving crossing fields from the canal to the Church of St. Mary the Virgin at Weston Turville, than ...
... could slip one inside a woman’s average-sized hand bag. Looks sort of like a flattened typewriter with three, and later four, spinning dials on top. Spin the dials every day and type out your war message and no one who doesn't know the sequence of dials your dials are set on can read what you’ve typed.
Unless. Unless you put together some of the brightest minds on one side of the war to decode its workings.
Its name was Engima ...
... but if the truth be known, enjoyed the pint at the end of it even more! A 4-5 hour walk, across extreme terrain dreaming of a long cool drink at the end and there's our third great movie, the 1958 classic 'Ice Cold in Alex'. The famous final scene with the stars knocking back ice cold beers in a bar in Alexandria, was faithfully recreated by Steve and I........in the White Horse in Linslade....how apt!!! ...
... 1922, she gave it to her great-nephew James, who bequeathed the house and all of its belongings to the National Trust to be preserved for posterity. When he died in 1957, he also gave them their largest ever endowment of 750,000 pounds (about 15.3 million pounds today). Today, the manor is run semi-independently on behalf of the National Trust by Jacob Rothschild. In 2003, 100 gold snuffboxes were stolen from Waddeston and were never ...
... prompt sunny natures I wonder? We were certainly greeted with music, shell necklaces & a song by the hotel staff & are now very used to men in sarongs with flowers behind their ears. As most Fijians are 6 footers (and we’re including the women here) they wear them well.
We’ve come back to a Britain sporting some wonderful autumn golds in bright sunshine and a MASSIVE pile of post. As ...