Glastonbury, Wells and Ham Hill

Today was a visit with school chum Pauline and her husband Chris.  Pauline and I met playing in the field behind our houses in Yeovil when we were 4!  How wonderful to see them both again and catch up with them both.  It's so lovely when you have such great friends that you can pick up where you left off last time without a pause.

We started out in Wells with it's beautiful cathedral.  There was a children's festival on and a parade of all the school children followed by Morris dancing.  We were advised for the 2nd time on this holiday that Morris dancing is "rubbish" and didn't see the dancing.  Fair enough that our parking ticket was expiring also!

Off to Glastonbury - even more new age than I remembered but interesting to walk around and have a cold drink.

Then we travelled on a hair raising drive through the British countryside and the Somerset Levels (where all the flooding was) to Ham Hill.  We encountered roads too narrow to pass, farm vehicles and a horse / carriage to jam up the works.  Had an ice cream (with Flake) and enjoyed the view.  After my lower leg started to go tingly, I noticed the stinging nettles I had just dragged it through to climb on a rock :(

We're having a bit of a quiet evening tonight to get ready for the  Yeovilton air museum in the morning.  Then off for last time family visits in the afternoon.

Turns out today was Trooping of the Colour so we caught some of it and the flyover on TV.  Impressive!

Pauline, Anne, Chris - Wells

Wells is a beautiful cathedral.

Ham Hill