Shame that I had an attack of the munchies before retiring to bed last night. It is somewhat disconcerting to rise out of bed in the morning after having dropped bits of chocolate the night before into one’s bed. Today is Easter Monday and the first dancing day of the year for The Shropshire Bedlams and Martha Rhoden’s Tuppenny Dish.
We are 11 days into the trip and having a rest day in Great Malvern. Despite all of the comments about the weight of my rucksack, 12+ Kg, I am finding it quite comfortable and, as yet, have no intention of ditching any of the contents. There were a few comments about my Braun electric toothbrush plus charger but these were from people
Today we have rested. apart from a trip to the laundrette. The White Hart is very comfortable with an enormous bed and bath in the room. Last night we disovered that the people in the adjacent room have a bathroom abutting our bedroom. I now know that the bloke in that room coughs when he goes to the loo and
Another rest day for us at Stow. It is quite odd to see how busy the town is this Sunday morning. Tourist buses are arriving in the square regularly and most shops seem to be open. We went into the tourist information place in order to get some ‘phone numbers for tomorrow and realised that the assistant gave incredibly detailed
Today is a day of no stroll. The weather is dull and drizzly so we haven’t missed out on anything very much by having an indoor day. I am realising how useful it is to be near to a railway station which has frequent trains going to useful places and at useful times. I have been wrestling with an
Today’s Monday, today’s Monday is everybody ‘appy? You bet your life we are! Monday is washing day, both us and our clothes. Long soak in a comfortable bath and then a visit from Will, Rachel, Annabel, Lucy, Alana, Gwen, loads of scones, butter and homemade jam. Another highlight to add to the many we have already had, the delivery of a take
As it was a public holiday here restaurants were shut last night so we went to look for some supper. Near to the hotel was a sort of chip shop filled with eager chip eaters. The chips are served on trays, not little plastic efforts as in the UK but on enormous things that you could use to bring in
Our host has an uncanny resemblance to Herbert Lom and I find this quite distracting as I eat my breakfast every day. As we had made very little forward provision for our accommodation, we had to move rooms this morning, up to the third floor. When I had finished packing my stuff Janet was fairly keen to have a clear run at