Farndon, near Newark-on-Trent.

Late yesterday evening as we sat in Marge, we suddenly noticed the willow trees turning a subtle shade of pink. The sun was going down and the sky had turned a pink orange. Wow!

Today we were to drive to Peterborough for Marge to be assessed. The journey was unpleasant with lorry after lorry passing us on the fast roads. After a thorough diagnostic check, the very nice young man could find no reason for Marge's fault. It certainly wasn't a case of just replacing her ignition switch, which our local garage had suggested. Cost of the part over six hundred pounds before labour. So thirty pounds spent this morning was money well spent, even if we still had the headache of what could be the problem.

We were close to Stamford where we stayed two weeks ago, so returned there for our lunch. Then, as we were near to Rutland Water thought we'd park up there for the night.

The view from the little parking area was beautiful. The water still and reflective.

 Ewes with lambs ambled over to the gate inquisitive at our presence. Soon dismissing us in favour of nibbling at the dry grass around the gate post. On the gate three signs with the same message. Beware thieves operating in this area. Marge is too precious to us to be left in danger. So, Angela took a  walk whilst John stayed with her. Not feeling comfortable about staying all night John found a nice riverside park up about an hour up the road beside the river Trent.

By early evening Marge was settled alongside the river and soon attracted the mosquitoes. But the view was stunning and the weather glorious. Sadly there was mess everywhere from the weekend visitors. Why? But the spot will suit us for tonight. Us and a couple of full time van people and a French couple. That's the joy of the park4night app you never know where it will take you. We never intended to come this far north. But hey, here we are. We're on a road trip aren't we Marge?

Peacock butterfly caterpillars