Blogs from Powys, Wales, United Kingdom, Europe - page 29

Autumn is definately upon us, the season of mellow fruits, silky brown conkers, mists , leaves changing colour on the trees and dew on cobwebs. Gardens are not at their best at this time of year as the flowers have gone over but sometimes you find a garden that bucks the trend and Powys Castle near Welshpool or Trallwng to give it its welsh name is that garden. The castle itself is approached via a one way system which leads to a very large carpark. Being a Monday out of season it was fairly quiet . We noticed the car park was big enough for motorhomes and when we left there were two parked up. Why can't everywhere be like this? The castle itself built of red gritstone is known as Castell Coch in Welsh. Coch ... read more

Ineke, Caroline and I went to Birmingham last week, for a concert - The Vienna boys Choir were at the Town Hall. It was lovely, and we really enjoyed it, especially the song about "poisoning pigeons in the park." We arrived mid afternoon and had a look round before the concert, but the whole world was wanting food and everywhere we went to get tea had long queues. So I ended up with a tuna sandwich from Spar! All good fun. We go again soon, for the christmas market and the Messiah - King's college choir.... read more

Alex went to civil war re-enactment at Chirk Castle at the weekend. These are some of his (couple of hundred) photos!... read more

This week I took my tent to a site near Ludlow, not much more than an hour's drive. I was lucky to be the only person on the site, thus having 2 loos and a shower to myself. It was beautiful, on a farm in the middle of Mortimer's foest, with walks to be had from the site, practically in any direction. The first morning I woke to see the sun bright on the tent, and shadows of the house martins dancing across. The second morning I could hear lots of heavy breathing followed by thunderous hoof beats - it turned out the calves had escaped in the night and were very interested in my tent!. Today, I just ate my boiled egg with no interruptions!... read more

Ineke and I took our tents to a lovely quiet site betwenn Machynlleth and the sea. We were lucky to get about the best spot there, on a little knoll looking straight down the estuary about 8 miles to the sea. We watched the river get broader as the tide came in, and the train on its way to and fro. We did some walks and some strolling by the sea. It was lovely.... read more