Dawn of ConquestThe day dawned bright and clear and warm in Devon. I tucked into a full cooked breakfast before piling my belongings back onto the seat and fastening them down with bungee cords.
So off I went to look for green twisty lanes and quaint Olde Worlde villages and pubs.
Turns out they're everywhere!
|Up for Rent as of last month. King George slept here in 1942.|
|Cheddar Gorge is Gorgeous!|
|It is true. I bought a huge wheel of aged cheddar here for Javi.|
Devirtualizing with Richard JonesI moseyed my way to Tetbury by about 4pm and found Richard right in the center of town. The guy on the Harley! A historic occasion for Google Plus! Richard is nice, funny and calm; Angela is very nice too. They welcomed me to their home, put me in a great guest room.
|Richard Jones in the Cotswold town of Broadway|
|Angela is totally great!|
|Ang made a lovely steak and salad dinner!|
As Ang had to work on Saturday, Richard took me out and about the region. We went to Stratford for a pint and to look up Billy Shakespeare, but he wasn't home.
|Can Billy come out and play, Mrs S?|
|Time for a pint of Doombar|
|You wanted quaint? You got it.|
|Bridge with tower!|
|Lady Macbeth. Naughty, not nice.|
After a great day, blue skies and all, we headed back and went out to a Thai restaurant in Evesham.
On Sunday Ang was off work and the day looked fine, so we went westward towards Wales for a pint.
The last morning, a Monday, the weather was STILL sunny and warm. Richard joined me for a walk around Evesham.
Coming Up Next: Part 3: Return of the Native Bull