Well, it's time to get on the move again after a pretty trying run of events. First we are selling up the flat, contracts are flying about and we have been playing removal men, golf and fishing hol - no fish & golf hol, lovely but poor play from me. - funeral of my best mate, then Hever Castle, the family home of Anne Boleyn, and later on Anne of Cleves. Apparently nobody now knows what Ann Boleyn looked like. There are many portraits, many motivated by political ends and descriptions of her that are so conflicting. Don't lose your head over it! The journey to & from Hever was a nightmare beset by traffic problems on the M25. The lovely satnav took us on a cross country route down narrow hilly roads with passing places. All very fine except that we travelled them in the middle of a cycle race. Uphill the bikes went at 0.5mph, downhill they wanted to pass me when I was doing 40mph. Very stressful.
Hever is beautiful.
Today up at 5am for coach trip to WW1 western front. Tomorrow is set for fair weather but Wednesday is wet & stormy and we are in the trenches - very realistic, will we come away with foot? It's now 10:30pm and we are truly kn.......
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