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Our first stop was in Oxford and our meeting point was at this statue the details of which escape me! Did I say this tour was like a huge history lesson so please let me know if I have said the wrong thing!
The Bodlean Library.
Now I do know this one as Wayne and I had lunch here in a delightful old pub with original nooks - apparently C S Lewis and J R Tolkein often met here and had interesting discussions.
A walkway which is copied from The Bridge of Sighs in Venice.
We then strolled through St John's College which was open to visitors for a couple of hours - the gardens were beautiful.
We then continued through the Cotswolds to our first night's stop at Stratford Upon Avon.We had been here before so didn't bother with revisiting Shakespeare's home but instead strolled through the town and down to the Avon River.
I know the grey squirrel is a pest but they are rather cute and this one did run away with a huge something in his mouth.
Next morning we headed towards York but first we visited the Wedgewood Factory where I did buy the obligatory thimble to add to my collection.
Then across the Pennines and into York for the afternoon.
I know the grey squirrel is a pest but they are rather cute and this one did run away with a huge something in his mouth.Next morning we headed towards York but first we visited the Wedgewood Factory where I did buy the obligatory thimble to add to my collection.
Then across the Pennines and into York for the afternoon.Unfortunately the new Quilt Museum was closed for a changeover of exhibitions. A beautiful city with so much history. I think this is an old Guild Hall set on the river.
This fort was built many centuries ago but, tragically, at one point in history thousands of Jews sheltered here and the whole building was set alight and all perished.
The Shambles - one of the oldest streets.
The Barley Hall.
One of the old street signs.
And of course York Minster.
They were renovating one of the stain glass windows so we had the opportunity to see the work up close.
The Rose Window.
We were staying at the Marriott Hotel - a little out of town but behind the York Race Course!
Day 3 of our tour took us back across the Pennines and into the Lake District.
We stopped at Grasmere for an hour or so and were able to stroll around the village and see Wordsworth's grave. There were paddocks of daffodils, but sadly, they were past their prime.
The Churchyard of St Oswalds.
And the Wordsworth's Graves
Some other buildings in Grasmere
And a close up of the stone walls which abound in the paddocks in the UK
A Herdwick sheep which are local to the area. Reminded me of the Herwick jumpers I used to knit.
The lake of Thirlmere which was dammed to provide water for Manchester. This saw the beginnings of the National Trust when a group was formed to try and stop the dam. They didn't succeed but The National Trust did.
And some of the hills with the stone walls.
This fort was built many centuries ago but, tragically, at one point in history thousands of Jews sheltered here and the whole building was set alight and all perished.The Shambles - one of the oldest streets.
The Barley Hall.
One of the old street signs.
And of course York Minster.
They were renovating one of the stain glass windows so we had the opportunity to see the work up close.
The Rose Window.
We were staying at the Marriott Hotel - a little out of town but behind the York Race Course!Day 3 of our tour took us back across the Pennines and into the Lake District.
We stopped at Grasmere for an hour or so and were able to stroll around the village and see Wordsworth's grave. There were paddocks of daffodils, but sadly, they were past their prime.
The Churchyard of St Oswalds.
And the Wordsworth's Graves
Some other buildings in Grasmere
And a close up of the stone walls which abound in the paddocks in the UK
A Herdwick sheep which are local to the area. Reminded me of the Herwick jumpers I used to knit.
The lake of Thirlmere which was dammed to provide water for Manchester. This saw the beginnings of the National Trust when a group was formed to try and stop the dam. They didn't succeed but The National Trust did.
And some of the hills with the stone walls.
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