After saying our teary farewells to Aunty Norma and Uncle Tony we hopped in the car and left Stockport once again this time to head off south on our way to London. As we left in the middle of the afternoon we planned not to travel to far and we headed south past Birmingham and into the west midlands. Norma mentioned to us about a town called Tewksbury which is a little town full of tutor buildings and other old and interesting buildings. We found a lovely guesthouse which we quickly settled into. I was interested in going for a stroll to view the beautiful abbey whose tower is light up at night but could not convince anyone else to go with me so I bravely ventured out into the dark night and entered into the gardens and the small graveyard that surrounds the abbey. The wind was blowing the leaves around and the moon was dancing in and out of the clouds, it was very spooky.
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