Stone Manor Hotel
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- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Fitness/Health center
- Free parking
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... match with the Morgan's old world charm and modern innards.
Had a fabulous drive through Greet, Didbrook, Toddington, Teddington, Temple Guiting, Hawking, Charlton Kings and Notgrove, before heading back to Malvern. The Malverns is a location west of Worcester and contains the towns Malvern, Little Malvern, Great Malvern and includes quite a high range of hills that form part of the border between Herefordshire and ...
Anyway, we finally got to our hotel and thoroughly enjoyed our evening in Birmingham.
The next morning saw us returning our hire car and taking the 2.5 hour flight to Malaga. We both loved Spain the last time we visited and made sure that it was back on our list of things to do for this time. Warm weather, paella, friendly Spaniards and more golf courses - what is there not to love?
As Judy and David head off to work we are up and getting ready to drive south to do the Castle thing! Although we had a brief visit to Cardiff castle, Warwick will be the kids first real castle. Again I am blown away at the cost of entry however I know it is worth it. We start the trekking around the castle and although the weather has turned to custard we have a great day. Up and down the towers, along the walls, this is a great castle. The kids love ...
... and Leek soup, Sherry had an egg mayonnaise sandwich which is pretty much egg salad, and Bill had cheese and chutney sandwich. After lunch we toured the castle and were amazed by the history. A couple of the guides had great stories to share. There is a family that still lives in part of the castle and has opened up most of it as a museum. The 6th wife of Henry the VIII, Katherine Parr is buried there. The drive back to Chipping Campden was just as fun as ...
... 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.