Having managed to stay dry on Thursday things deteriorated.
It had rained overnight, heavily at times, and was still bad when I wandered over the the clubhouse for breakfast. One full English and two coffees later it had largely stopped so I geared up to walk up into the town centre. This time I took the walker as, if nothing else, it means I’ve got a seat with me.
I generally have a stroll round when I visit, I didn’t buy anything but a couple of items in the antique arcade were of interest, there was a good model of a gaff rigged pond yacht that I quite liked but it didn’t have a price on it and was too big anyway and another stationary steam engine model but at £290 it was too much without knowing if it worked.
After a wander it started drizzling slightly, and I was in need of a sit down, so I found myself strangely attracted by the Old Post Office who provided s comfortable seat and a pint of the local Loddon Bitter.
I continued the wander, ending up back at the Coach and Horses knowing that was the likely destination for friends, I was right ‘cause one of them arrived a few minutes later. The afternoon was then spent drinking the best London Pride* I’ve enjoyed for a long while and listening to the jam session until finally things deteriorated and I decided I needed food. One huge pork sub roll with all the trimmings later I decided to head back to the site. The evening was spent with more beer at The on site ceilidh and jam session.
Overall I’d managed a lot more walking than I’ve done for a while but I was struggling towards the end and the nerve signals to my left leg were definitely iffy. For the next couple of days the courtesy bus will be running so I’ll make use of that.
*Pride used to be a very reliable beer but for a while it’s been a bit iffy. My local took it off in the end after several bad barrels- they get replaced but it makes stock control difficult.
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