Not all our Evesham days are filled with looking after Baby Iris, sometimes, as we are becoming bolder regionally ……
…….. and yesterday, Darrell decided to visit Broadway in the Cotswolds, which is about twenty minutes away ……..
…….. and knowing that our friend lovely Dianne in hot and sunny Florida, loves all things Angleterre, Darrell decided that she would very much appreciate seeing some of it ..... even if it was in the background of the many selfies he took!!!!!!
Darrell said that it was as far away from our own dear village in Wolverhampton as it was possible to be ……
And the shops? Well there certainly wasn’t a Tesco Express or MotorWorld to be seen. The shops in Broadway are very, very quaint, possibly aimed more for tourist market than someone just wanting to nip out for a packet of fishfingers, some custard creams and a jar of Marmite!The town's butcher even delivers his customers vittles by basketed bike, and you can’t get any more romantic way of getting your sausages and belly draft than that!
He also thought he might as well do a quick check of the local properties to see if there was anything suitable for a potential Casa Del Greysquirrel ……I am afraid I don't think we could even afford a garden shed!!!
In the end Darrell decided that perhaps Broadway wasn't quite the place for us. We’d have to wear tweed and plus fours all the time, and if we were ladies (or Hugh), definitely a twinset and pearls!!! We would also probably end up driving a Range Rover, own a chocolate Labrador and go huntin’, shootin’ n fishin’ at the weekend, as well as saying “Tallyho old thing!” instead of “All right cocka!”
I think we are best suited to Evesham, where at least we won’t need lessons of an electrocution type nature to speak proper!!!