It’s raining today, grey, cold and the wind is whipping the rain against the window of my hotel which looks out onto a turbulent grey ocean and the Brighton Pier. The lights are still blinking promising an exciting adventure for children who start mid term holidays today. At 7.32 it’s only just getting light so moving is slower and it appears I will be sightseeing in the rain.
Friday, I visited the sight of the Battle of Hastings at a town called Battle. The green fields dotted with white sheep gave no hint of the violence that took place some 932 years ago. It seemed such a small area and yet the course of history changed forever on October the 14th 1066.
The past few days have been a delight. A group of quilters and I stayed in an old Tudor Manor House out in the countryside nestled amongst green fields, huge chestnut and oak trees. From the conservatory, we watched squirrels and we could see the little piles of earth left by moles in the lawn… wonderful. !!!!
We quilted and ate and shared life experiences… it doesn’t get much better than that…. Spent Saturday evening at a Big Band concert… there were 100’s of folk of all ages. The highlight for me were the dancers who get into character and swing and jive 1940’s style right down to the costumes.
A short trip to Brighton last evening... and a stroll along the Pier and the compulsory fish and chips for dinner...
Now to brave the elements.
