We stopped our wall-top sentry at Eastgate, which remains totally intact and beautifully restored, to walk where Romans walked and horses trotted along the cobbled lanes, only to be brought thoroughly back to reality by the gnarly M6.
Enter Stratford-upon-Avon in mid-heatwave all of 21.5 degrees celsius! Seriously everyone was in sleeveless tops and short shorts like it was 40 degrees instead.
I had a stroll (and a little shopping spree) down the High Street while the others rested, then we all went for drinks at the Riverbank, on the...well...riverbank, watching families picnic while dogs played ball and big hot air balloons floated serenely by, way above us.
Dinner across the River Avon at Pen and Parchment and so to slumber on a 'mid-summer nights dream'.
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