The weekend flew by once again, particularly since we spent a large chunk of it out and about in the Cotswolds, a group of gorgeous villages to the west of the capital. Apparently it is the most popular tourist destination in England after London (mainly Oxford Street, I have come to realise!) and so a group of us hired a car and went to explore. All the towns we stopped at were painfully beautiful and the epitome of English countryside living: most of the day I wished I’d had a hunting dog, pipe and tweed jacket to fit the landscape. Our scenic drive was painted with endless yellow fields of rapeseed oil flowers, blue skies, countless ducklings, cricket matches and a number of dearly departed roadside animals such as badgers and moles (sniff sniff!).
My favourite stops were the ruins of a 15th century manor house called Minster Lovell, the quirky and wonky Falkland Arms pub in Great Tew and the tea garden at Lower Slaughter. Who came up with these names!?
Next stop Wales!
Squirrel update: must report that I have seen more cats than squirrels this week in London. That means hardly any squirrels. Spirits are low. On a positive note, our newly planted flowers appear to have been rummaged through so either the squirrels do exist and come at night…or some weirdo has been playing with our pot plants.