Well actually I rose at 7am and swam for an hour*, but the others hadn’t even stirred so I gave up and went back to bed. The other two then went for a very late breakfast without me...cows...
By the time the ever wonderful Kathryn joins us we’re just about ready to head out.
We just haven’t quite decided where. We have on the other hand eaten several packets of Space Dust (including the obligatory opening of mouths and showing off tongues covered in exploding candy).
A trip to Painswick eventually gets decided on and it’s absolutely charming. The sky is brightest blue and the glorious sunshine more than compensates for the crisp air (personal photos to follow - I've pinched this image from a google image search for now!).
Back lanes are mooched, pub lunches eaten, churchyards traversed and…well actually not much else, sitting in the pub enjoying each other’s company and catching up is just pure gold, much like the sunsetting on the valley as we continue our travels.
An accidental wrong turning has us stumbling upon the Edgemoor Inn. It's not exactly gourmet, but it's good enough pub grub for an evening meal. Besides company is everything and we're having a whale of a time, laughing like I haven't laughed in a long time**.
As we wind our weary way back to the hotel and wave Kathryn off home, the previous night's lack of sleep is clearly catching up with us. We talk for a while, but end up giving in at a decidedly respectable time.
* Again it's possible there might be a slight untruth contained in the early parts of this post
** a little too much in one case...best not to suggest to Sally whilst she's attempting to match up the spindle on a wheelcahir wheel to the frame, that she appears to be having trouble getting it in...not unless you really want a Snake Pass moment. A couple arriving in the car park at this point, must have wondered what the hell was going on as four hysterically giggling women attempt to pull themselves together and enter the inn. Decorum girls, decorum!
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