We took a day out to be proper tourists.
First, in Stratford-on-Avon where Farm Girl told Young Will she was looking forward to studying A Midsummer’s Night Dream next year.
Then on to Coventry, a place where the message of forgiveness never fails to humble me.
Then it was a quick dash up the traffic-choked roads for a dinner date with the Lichfield (formally Spanish) branch of the family. All was going swimmingly until the Homestead Holiday Mobile stopped being mobile.
You take a different view of traffic-choked roads when it’s you doing the choking.
Luckily, the RAC and Uncle Steve arrived at the same time and the planned family rendezvous was able to take place complete with delicious cottage pie, real vegetables…and a couple of glasses of wine.