Saturday, 27 February 2010

Progressing to Braunston.

Overnight at Suttons' Stop and then on to Rugby

As you leave Suttons' you pass this fenced compound, presumably the fence is to prevent the theft of all the contemporary sculpture, no?
Still, we pressed on to Rugby through rain, sleet, howling gales and Newbold tunnel,

as weird an aberration as you'll find anywhere.
Tescos came as a bit of an anticlimax.
Today on to Braunston and arrived just in time for the rugby, England lost so that's that.

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