Mullion Cornwall
Today's journey takes us to Stonehenge and we park in a huge car park with all the coach loads of people and cars. Our £2 parking money is refunded with the purchase of the tickets to walk around the stones. It is Sunday and it is bedlam. Find a couple of handsets and plug in to the commentary. Though we felt we had to visit it we did as many had suggested and went on to Avebury.
Before that we found a Morrisons where there was an offer of 2 roast dinners for £7.99 and as there were yorkshire puddings too, we did it! Not the crowds here at Avebury, or an admission charge and one could walk around the many rings and touch the stones. On walking into the courtyard where the visitor's centre was we spotted a Morris side preparing to entertain in the hot afternoon sun.
Sea lions rescued from the perils of the sea
They are Moonraker Morris and a border side too. They have black raggy jackets and do variations of several dances that we do in Canberra. After our walk we spot another white horse on a hill and I text Kate to tell her that I have just found strawberry lip balm in the shops. Last year, when she was working here, she sent a mournful plea for us to post her some as she had used up hers and couldn't buy it. I got sucked in and sent her some!
Camp at Newbury in a rather busy camp ground. Caravans and tents are in the same area and I now know why most parks separate them as those in caravans make a fair bit of noise living in their vans for a tent pitched next to them. Next morning as I am about to crawl out of the tent I find a baby robin sitting outside.
Thai otters
When I pick it up it clutches my finger gratefully and Andrew takes it from me and places it on the back of a chair so that it can make it's way into the hedge for safety. In a few short hours we are back in London where we gratefully do the washing and re-pack the van ready to leave mid week for the Folk Festival at Trowbridge and then to go on to Ireland. We have returned specificaly for Andrew to collect his passport from the Indian Embassy where he had to leave it to get his visa done for our visit there later, so he sets off on the Underground. V has messaged that she has made a fish pie for dinner and it is superb.
Next day arrange to meet my cousin M and his wife N to go out to dinner. As we are about to go into the Underground station we bump into a friend from Australia who is also going to stay with V&A for the night! Amazing.
Stonehenge.... the absence of crowds is a photograpic trick
Dinner is near Berkley Square in a French restaurant and we have a great night catching up on news. M&N kindly took Kate under their wing on a few occasions last year and took her on a South Wales tour as they too had lived there once. Wednesday 19th July we are packed up, have passports with us for Ireland and head off on a not so long trip to Trowbridge for the Village Pump Festival. It is very hot and an attempt to get ice and chilled foods at a supermarket fails as all their refridgeration has failed. Buy a cooked chicken to have cold with a salad that night.
