We got cocky and did it sans directions. A moment of tension arose when we both decided we had the better route.
This little building has intrigued us for a while. We'd only ever seen the back of it from the road but today we managed to get up close and personal with it.
You may notice it stands on stone mushrooms. I'm sure there is a correct name for them. I have no idea.
It's the pavillion for a tiny little cricket pitch with a distinct wobble to it's outfield.
Dave had a lovely time looking around, playing mock shots on the crease, looking at the old tractor and roller thingy. Apparantly the tractor is a Fergie and leaking oil.
Such a wealth of information...........
And as much as we have tried to pretend it's not happening, sadly it is. Only a few more days remain before we are yet again bidding our farewells.
Where has the time gone? And such a contrast in summers. Last year,record breaking dry weather and heat waves, this year, floods.
So, as with last year we have a few things on our hit list to mark off. One of the first will be to figure out how to get to London. Have discovered this evening the Moreton train line is out of action for at least the next week if not more. HHhhmmmm.
I feel a nightmare trip coming on.
Bugger.....
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