Yesterday evening the call of a cuckoo from trees near the racecourse reminded us of our time in France earlier this year. France, where the sun shone, remember Marge? Hopefully the weather will settle down on Tuesday as forecast.
This morning our fellow campers began to slowly drift away. Some arrived on Thursday and seemed a little lost at having to leave. Where next for them we wondered.
For Marge, we had decided to stop around half way to Norfolk at
Stamford in Lincolnshire. This is an area we don't know and were looking
forward to taking a look at. The drive involved the M40 motorway which was busy
with lorries. We kept Marge at an average speed of 55 mph. Less fuel
consumption. Our overnight stop came highly recommended, and as we needed food
shopping an overnight stop at the Morrisons supermarket seemed ideal. We've
been away a week and apart from the first night we have paid, so time for some
freebees.
Stamford is a bustling town with beautiful seventeenth- and eighteenth-century stone buildings, older timber framed buildings and five medieval parish churches.
The architecture makes the town a popular film location. We walked around comparing the town with Oxford, the Cotswolds and even France.
High on top of one of the buildings sat a 1.9-metre-high statue of the Greek god Hermes. Not a sight you see every day.
Across the road from
Morrisons is St. Leonards Priory a fine example of twelfth century Norman
architecture. After the dissolution of the monasteries in the sixteenth century
the site became a farm and the priory was unbelievably converted to a
barn.
We are hoping for a quiet night here in Stamford. This is a first for Marge, she's never had a sleep over at a supermarket before. Might be the first of many. Tomorrow Norfolk, Marge.
