Along the Great Stour with Highland Cattle and Donkeys and Egrets a bit drizzly,no one about much
Into Canterbury and , at the Saffron Restaurant,an English Breakfast.
Then to the Cathedral where the magic password was uttered saving us £28 entrance fees.
A good look around all the buildings and the environs .Quite busy with Enfants Francaise,
A stop at a bakers for some excellent hand-grenade sized scones
On the drive home another RTC with an LGV and a couple of cars blocking the road,but when the Police saw it was me,they saluted and waved us through.Then behind an OAP at 35mph for a few miles
Then RTB and scones and a pot of tea.
THERE ARE TWO BLOG ENTRYS,SCROLL DOWN FOR THE OTHER MORE SOPHISTICATED ONE
|I was awarded this arrangement as Bulshitter of the Year|
Highland Cattle -very tasty.
|Where Thomas Becket was smote on the head whereupon his brains did splatter|
|Get off the grass innit?|
|We Crept in to the Crypt|
|Oliver Cromwell had a hissy fit and smashed the stained glass windows.|