Stratford-upon-Avon (Day 3)

Yesterday evening we queued for forty minutes at the Thai Street Food stall whilst listening to the ZZ top tribute band play Rolling Stones hits!

The wait well worth it though. Nothing like Thai food when you've spent the day chilled by a cool wind. 

During the night the forecast rain arrived. Oh dear, did you not know rain was forecast. We watched a couple struggle to take down a heavy cotton awning one handed, him with coffee mug in hand and her with a cigarette. Is that woman wearing hand knitted trousers. Probably Marge, anything goes here. We love these people, we see them everywhere and they just add to our travels. Opposite a couple packed up their tent leaving rubbish on the grass. These people we do not love. John was red with anger and went and spoke with them. They denied it belonged to them. Unbelievable!

By late morning the weather had settled and we decided we would defiantly stay another night at Stratford allowing the weather to improve a little more and the holiday traffic to pass through.

We walked into the town alongside the river Avon carpeted green in a flotilla of water lily pads.

Two men were magnet fishing, they informed us that once they'd found a live hand grenade. As you do. 

Stratford upon Avon is a quaint English town, birthplace of William Shakespeare, with a beautiful river where a squadron of swan's parade, divided occasionally by the small manually operated passenger chain ferry that crosses between the river banks.

The town centre was closed to traffic, as a large market was in town which we walked around stopping to photograph the half-timbered Tudor buildings. Move along ladies. Not like John to be so polite, normally, shift your axxxe is his line of attack. Rude, you sound like Marge! The town was busy and this meant it was hard to take photographs, but there we go.

Today is our twenty-third wedding anniversary and suddenly a beacon of light appeared. Pizza Express, we thought they'd all been closed down. Great. Time for lunch. Wine, don't mind if I do. The meal was nice the service appalling, but we didn't let it spoil the day. (And no Angela wasn't eating from the child's menu, perspective is just a bit extreme in Stratford!)

We have enjoyed spending time at Stratford upon Avon. The show was O.K., but not as good as we expected it to be. However we've met some interesting people, seen some fantastic vehicles, eaten tasty food, listened to some entertaining music and as an added bonus the Red Arrows have flown over twice along with a Catalina on their way to the Midlands Air Show at Ragley Hall. We are surprised at just how many vans are still here this evening. Like us they will leave tomorrow to continue their adventures. We're heading to Norfolk where hopefully we will find some better weather. Don't worry Marge. The terrain is nice and flat there.