Bradford on Avon

A couple of quiet days at work which is good since I slept through the alarm on Friday. It won't be much of a pay packet this week.


Today we went to a little village called Bradford on Avon, which perhaps suprisingly, is on the Avon River upstream from Bath. It used to be called Broad Ford, but the river today was very swollen after the rain and quite dangerous looking. There is lots to see, from the Saxon church to mansions, to a World War II pillbox. It appears that the Avon and the nearby Avon and Kennet Canal formed a defensive line against German advances after Operation Sealion, or would have if that had actually happened.

We had a very nice afternoon tea (lovely cake) in a tea house built in 1675. That's just 33 years younger than Abel Janszoon Tasman's discovery of NZ for the Europeans. All of our european history eclipsed by one tea-house.

By then it had started raining, and of course it was dark anyway by 4:30, so we headed home again. It had been a pleasant outing for all that.



To see more of Bradford on Avon see

http://picasaweb.google.com/Italythenandnow/BradfordOnAvon