1 July - Sunday
Rained heavily during the night and still raining when we departed Cornwall. Drove via Darmoor moors - all misty and gloomy with some unusual rock formations and the famour Darmoor ponies. We also drove part Darmoor prison. A few days previously we had been told that the little villages in Dorset were the prettiest in the country - all chocolate box villages, so we decided to drive throug the narrow lanes and find a few of these villages. The roads got narrower, the hedges got higher, the tension rose and there were a few discussions about navigation skills! However, we ded und up where I had planned, although we didn't find any of the pretty villages.
As we were going through the village of Frampton, noticed that the Village Fete had just started, so stopped for a look. It was just like the television shows - coconut shies (Les tried and failed!), tombola, jumble sales and afternoon tea. What we know as Devonshire teas are called cream teas here. The weather had cleared by the time we had driven through the New Forest and reached Windsor and our B & B, at a small village only a couple of miles from Windsor - very English with cricket being played on the village green even. The area around Windsor does seem a very pleasant place to live and Ascot is just down the road too.
Rained heavily during the night and still raining when we departed Cornwall. Drove via Darmoor moors - all misty and gloomy with some unusual rock formations and the famour Darmoor ponies. We also drove part Darmoor prison. A few days previously we had been told that the little villages in Dorset were the prettiest in the country - all chocolate box villages, so we decided to drive throug the narrow lanes and find a few of these villages. The roads got narrower, the hedges got higher, the tension rose and there were a few discussions about navigation skills! However, we ded und up where I had planned, although we didn't find any of the pretty villages.
As we were going through the village of Frampton, noticed that the Village Fete had just started, so stopped for a look. It was just like the television shows - coconut shies (Les tried and failed!), tombola, jumble sales and afternoon tea. What we know as Devonshire teas are called cream teas here. The weather had cleared by the time we had driven through the New Forest and reached Windsor and our B & B, at a small village only a couple of miles from Windsor - very English with cricket being played on the village green even. The area around Windsor does seem a very pleasant place to live and Ascot is just down the road too.
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