Set out just after nine a.m. last Friday morning to motor down to Wiltshire, where we broke our journey, stopping on our way at one or two antique shops - it has long been a belief of mine that a holiday is not really a holiday until you've bought enough stock to have paid for ithe holiday (in all honesty that has not been really possible this last year or so, but..... well, every little helps. Took above photo of Sillbury Hill in mid afternoon. It's the largest man-made hill in Europe (and probably the earliest. It's base covers just over five acres, and it is thought to date from around 2,500 B.C.). Stayed at a B.and B. establishment that we've used before - as good as ever.
On Saturday morning we were on the road by just after nine, and drove to Watchet.
Above is Watchet Harbour. Below is a sign on the harbour wall that seems to me to be verging on tautology.
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Goodnight all.
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The character is from the longest major poem by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, written in 1797–98 and published in 1798 in the first edition of Lyrical Ballads. Modern editions use a revised version printed in 1817 that featured a gloss. Along with other poems in Lyrical Ballads, it was a signal shift to modern poetry and the beginning of British Romantic literature.
The character is from the longest major poem by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, written in 1797–98 and published in 1798 in the first edition of Lyrical Ballads. Modern editions use a revised version printed in 1817 that featured a gloss. Along with other poems in Lyrical Ballads, it was a signal shift to modern poetry and the beginning of British Romantic literature.
Just for once I know the answer but will restrain myself:)
I think the hill in Wiltshire may be near where my son lives in Warminster.
That's a super view from the Northfield. I've never been upstairs.
I used to drive around in a ancient marina
Well done Crowbard, Pat, and Rog. It is, of course, a statue of Coleridge's The ancient Mariner. I found meself looking at it and thinking, "What's that bloke doing with a big bird and a crossbow?" and the lines came into my head '"Why look'st thou so?"
"with my cross bow, I shot the albatross."'
P.s. Pat. It is quite near Warminster, I think.
You're right, we did have lovely views from our room at the Northfield, although we were on the ground floor. It's a nice, welcoming hotel, altogether.
I remember stopping to look at Silbury Hill on a visit to the West Country in 2004. I think we were on our way to Avebury to look at the stone circles. I was disappointed that we couldn't get nearer to Silbury Hill but I did see a pair of deer run down the side of it, which I thought was rather lovely.
It sounds lovely Liz. I'd like to have seen that. It's a very steep sided hill - but deer are very sure-footed.
My husband was straight into the antique shops on the first morning of our honeymoon, were you? I was very young, I had no idea married life would be like that.
Hello Z. We were married on Saturday, February, 1963. It was a dreadful winter, and the only practical place to honeymoon in England (could only afford a long weekend)was in London. Got there late afternoon, dinner at our hotel, and took in a show - 'Goodnight, Mrs. Puffin' I think it was, with Irene Handl. As the next day was a Sunday, and antique shops didn't open on a Sunday then, we probably didn't do any antique shops. Honesty compels me to admit, though, that had it been a Saturday, we'd have combed the Portobello Road Market, which was a happy hunting ground of mine, then.
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