A fairly ordinary town but I had a night a costly one at the liacal hotel chain and found my way to the bus station. It was late but happily chatted until it arrived.
Finally on the road to Tentetden. A very English villiage town with a market that sold a nice Rye bread a pate and a cheese so off I went to the White Lion for a pint and a snack in the English sunshine.
The social climate is such that it would be pleasant to live. Loft knows what anyone does. I expect retired.
Brexit is all over the news ! This will be a Repeat of Dunkirk if they get out of this one in one piece.
I would be happy if blogger and iPhone did not hate each other because whereas once photos were easy to post now it seems they are restricting them to iCloud.
These gadgets that make life easier do not ! The money is on selling more gadget not selling a better gadget.
But good to be in rural England which is slightly different from rural Wales.
Either way more amiable than rural NZ.
1 comment:
How late was that bus? Not to much I hope. Will keep an eye on your travels now. Enjoy.
Moira from the bus stop.
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