Traveling South

Which way now?

Well even the best laid plans sometimes go awry. Our departure from Keswick went according to plan and our hosts Pauline and Mark seemed sorry to see their Aussie wanderers depart. The sat/nav kicked in and we progressed pretty well despite every sort of mechanical impediment known to British roadways taking to the very roads we were taking. I mean ... a lorry with a long and wide caravan behind (I.e. towing it) immediately followed by a four wheel drive towing a large horse float; with a mix of assorted cement mixers, furniture vans and buses...well the trip did take quite a bit longer than we anticipated.

The additional problem surfaced when we stopped for a bite of lunch. Lovely pub called The Angel in a place whose name we didn't catch. Well the sat/nav didn't come back from lunch!!!  We drove on intrepidly guided by our Aussie sense of Outback direction, the position of the Sun, flight of passing seagulls, wind direction etc.

Of course the odd signpost to Lincoln occasionally aided our navigation of these treacherous roadways.

Alas for all those wanting pictures.. not many taken today. Too busy driving and navigating and after all ... One roadway tends to look like another.

But the GPS did come back online and guided us into Lincoln and the next BandB.

Dropped our bags and car and walked just around the corner to the Castle and Cathedral. So finally some pics.

 This pub Matthew may recognize from a historic pub quiz back in 2004? It was a laugh.

The forecourt of the Castle

Then we again acquainted ourselves with the most magnificent English cathedral.

 What can you say?

We wandered just amazed at the workmanship and commitment that has gone into building  this great house dedicated to God. We were invited to sit in the choir stalls where once sat Lords and Bishops and dignitaries. We listened to the choir of a local parish sing Evensong and their voices soared into the lofty ceiling buttresses. It may not have appealed to many of you but Poss and Pop were rapt!

On the way home we stopped at the aforementioned pub The Lion and The Snake for a light meal and a few refreshing ales. The local brews aren't too bad and Poss has even taken a liking to the occassional 'Alf (pronounced here as arrf!)

One of the castle towers on the way home.

Tomorrow sees us meeting up with Poss' Aunt Jean who is Carl's widow (Nanna Toomey's brother). Catch you all later. Love to you all from Poss and Pop