Trip Start Jun 30, 2012
40Trip End Aug 03, 2012
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Linda was off at the crack of dawn for the market. I was told to sleep in and ring the shed when I wanted a lift to town.
Dave was having breakfast when I came downstairs then later James arrived. He noted the forecast said rain in the afternoon so I decided to postpone blogging yesterday and get ready and go.
James has quite a sporty car, so low slung you almost feel you are lying backwards in the seat. He was quite pleased with the timing as I had called just as the lorrie arrived and he didn't have to help pack it!
He dropped me at the market and I had a quick word with Linda and decided to explore in the morning in case the weather went pear-shaped
Back to the market and Linda was not sure when or if she should get away for lunch and told me to go ahead and that Freda would order from the local cafe. So that's what we did. Freda ordered a meal and they know her so well they recognised her voice, they deliver right to the flat. After she ordered she asked me if something was on in the kitchen. We went over to the kitchen and nothing was on but there was a warm pot on the stove and something in the little oven. Freda had been cooking lunch for us and then forgot!
Linda joined us and as the meals had been so big there was enough for her, she had a quick bite and then was off out.
I stayed on chatting with Freda for a while and then went back to explore
This time towards the market and down Dinham as far as the weir, no road along the river there so back up the hill and alond Silkmill road - so narrow that as a pedestrian I was hoping no cars came along! Down to the river at Ludgate bridge and over to the wee village of Ludgate. Then circled back up Mill St and past the Blue Boar pub up to the market. Linda thought she'd go for another half hour or so so I did a bit more exploring and wandered in to St Laurence's church - absolutely beautiful - 12th century in parts, lovely stained glass windows and lots of little chapels off the main part of the church to explore. Very friendly ladies on the door. I confess I didn't climb the tower. The picture of the mosaic floor is for Ann - there were signs that it was too fragile to walk on but it still looked beautiful in front of the high altar.
There was a notice to one side that said Prince Arthur (son of Henry the 7th) was Prince of Wales and stayed in Ludlow Castle, he was married to Catherine of Aragon and while there in Ludlow died of a "sleeping sickness" his heart is said to have been buried in or near St Laurence church and his body then taken home for a formal state funeral. Catherine of Aragon I think married Henry the 8th - presumably his brother??
It took longer than I realised and the market was all dismantled. Went around and found Aunty Freda getting some fresh air on the seat outside her flat, Linda arrived just after I did and we went up for tea and cake and the strawbs I had picked up at the market - lovely and sweet and full of flavour and in July!!!
Home to White Cottage and an excitable Eve (James and Jemma have gone camping for the weekend). After dinner we looked at our photos of Italy on the TV.