We left Holcombe Brook this morning and travelled to The Cotswolds via Warwick. 'Tis a touch different here to the villages around Bury - more of that later.
Our last few days in the Bury area were quite relaxed. Terry is almost over his cold, the weather improved and we're just about in the swing of being on holidays. On Saturday we spent the day riding the rails on the East Lancashire Railway. This is a tourist railway that runs a couple of steam trains backwards and forwards between the towns of Rawtenstall and Heywood, passing through Bury, Ramsbottom and a couple of smaller villages. We bought tickets that allowed us to get on and off at will so it was a pleasant way to see a couple of other villages and the countryside between. Rawtenstall was okay, just a relatively small village. Heywood was a pretty unimpressive town and very down-at-heal. Last Saturday they were having a 1940s festival in the town and so a number of locals were dressed in war-time fashion or army uniforms. There were a couple of large tanks in a display in a side street along with a Spitfire. We'd have liked to see them
On Sunday we went for a walk across the valley and up to a small village called Affetside. I quite like walking in England as it's quite easy to break your walk with a beer, coffee whatever at a local pub. On our walk to Affetside we found ourselves walking along overgrown paths and through water and so by the time we reached Affteside we were both quite wet. The main street of Affetside is part of an old Roman road that ran from Manchester to Ribchester and the pub dates from the 1400s. On a more macabre note a human skull sits on a shelf at the back of the bar - legend has it that the skull is that of the executioner of the 7th Earl of Derby. The Earl
On Monday we drove down to Bury and caught the tram into Manchester. What a great service - wish we had something like that service from Frankston. The trams run every 10 minutes and take about 20 minutes to get from Bury into the centre of Manchester. We went into Manchester to buy Terry a pair of walking boots and for him to visit the Museum of Scince and Industry. It was obvious during Sunday's walk that Terry's shoes are not going to last the distance if he continues to walk through water on our countryside walks. Since we hope to do a bit more walking over the next few weeks it was a no-brainer and we got him a pair of "waterproof" shoes. We spent a couple of hours at the museum before heading back to Ramsbottom for one of the worst meals that I've ever eaten - even worse than the worst college food that I've experienced.
Thank God for the GPS - it made our trip south today so much easier. The trip from Bury to Warwick
The village that we are staying in is called Ebrington. It's close to a slightly larger village called Chipping Campden and pretty much in the middle of a triangle formed by Oxford, Gloucester and Coventry. We certainly had good luck in choosing this B&B