Monday was a wfh day for me. A trip to the gym, then back home to the desk. Tricia was on a ‘quiet’ day at Stanton St John, with some of the church group. In the evening my old work colleague, Peter,was having a leaving do in London. So about 4:15pm I trundled off to London. It was a good evening, catching up with some colleagues, and I returned, getting home about 10:45… so it was late to bed.
Tuesday, I was in the office. Tricia had a full day baking, and Ellie was in at work. I was out in the evening… again. I went to a team meal near Staines, which was ok. But again meant I was late home. Wednesday, I was in the office again, and Tricia was full on with her work. I got home at a reasonable time for once… Tricia was still going flat out, finishing cakes, and wrapping. I felt a bit guilty about just sitting down whilst she was working… so I started the ironing. Well Tricia finished her work about 9pm, I finished the ironing at 9:45… fortunately for me I was finished. However, Tricia was then going off to Luton airport to pick up Robbie and Amy. Originally it was thought they would be out around 10:30pm… but a problem with a bird going into an engine, and then some of the passengers being unruly meant that the flight was delayed leaving by a few hours. Tricia tried to get some shut eye in a lay-by. By the time she had picked them up, and got home it was after 2am when she got to bed. Sounds like Rob and Amy had a good time. At least on Thursday morning she didn’t have to get up early and could sleep till 9am.
I was up early though, and into the office for just after 7am. I worked through till after lunch, and then left the office to go and pick up my Dad from Moorfields eye hospital in London. Well it took and hour and a half to get there, even though it was only 21 miles. We eventually got away at about 4:20pm, but we got snarled up in the evening rush hour traffic, and it took 3 hours to get to Bracknell. I grabbed a quick bite to eat and then set off again for home. It was after 9 when I got home and I was exhausted. Tricia had just got back from a meeting on the 3 peaks challenge she is doing in September… we sat and talked for about 10 minutes before off to bed. Both of us knackered from the week.
I went to the gym Friday morning, and then worked until about 3:30pm, when we were off for the weekend with Pat & Clive. We left, with Ellie happy to see us off and have the house to herself for the weekend, and our destination was a village just outside Worcester.Pat and myself in the backseat, enjoying the entertainment offered by Tricia and Clive as they went slightly wrong. However, we arrived to a welcoming farmhouse B&B…. tea and some cake. A quick change, a glass of champagne and then we were off to ‘The Swan’ a few miles away for our evening meal. An excellent evening… lots of laughs, and good food. The ‘bubblegum ice cream’ leaving Pat with a blue tongue. As we left Tricia was having fit of giggles. Back at the B&B we finished off the champagne, before going off to bed. Here we all are ready to dine…. then Clive enjoying a pint of mad goose (appropriate), Pat filling her wine glass with ice, and the end result of ‘bubblegum ice cream’…

Saturday morning, Tricia and I were late down to breakfast as usual. The weather was beautiful outside… there was much debate on whether we should go up the Malvern Hills first and then go to Worcester or the other way around… In the end we headed for Malvern. We went to the priory, and then onto the ‘Singing Kettle’ for a cup of tea / coffee before parking up a little further and walking up the Worcestershire Beacon. This is a the highest point on the Malvern Hills. It was whilst going up the hill, that the weather changed from somewhat overcast, to hammering down with hail. We got a little damp! The views were spectacular though. It was a tough walk for Pat, who has some issues with her legs, but she made it. The horrid weather past, we were treated to sunshine and a little breeze, which made us a little drier at the bottom. It was then off to Worcester. First visit was the Rohan shop. Tricia and Clive both took their rain coats, which had failed to keep them dry on the hills… and fair play to Rohan, they exchanged them. A good deal for Tricia, her old rain coat was about 18 months old, and she walked away with a brand new one as a straight swap. We then visited the cathedral… wonderful. I love to feel present at historic places, and here was the tomb of King John, and Prince Arthur. Arthur was Henry the VIII’s older brother. He should have been King, but died at 16… If Arthur had been King, Tudor history may have been quite different. No Edward VI, or Mary or Elizabeth I. Here we have the priory at Malvern, some of us at the top, and one where you can see the storm going off in the distance. Then a pano picture from the top.

After Worcester, it was back to base. Tricia enjoyed a relaxing bath… but forgot to use the Prosecco soap Pat had bought her. We sat in the living room, Pat, Tricia and Clive enjoying some ‘bubbles’ before going out to the ‘Bear and Ragged Staff’. I enjoyed a pint of Guinness, the food was good… and I continued my ‘I am dedicating my life to Tricia’s happiness’ line, which was driving Pat nuts :-). Back at the B&B we finished the bubbles, and then Pat surprised us with ‘Tricia’s Tours’ mugs :-). Here we have the tombs of King John and Prince Arthur… me with a refreshing Guinness and Tricia with her mug.
Today we enjoyed another excellent breakfast. We packed and thanked our host for the stay, and moved on. First stop was ‘Clive’s Fruit Farm’. A local place that sold its fruit in various forms. Then it was onto Croome. This is now a NT location (so we got in free). The mansion and park were designed by ‘Capability’ Brown, and it was Brown’s first landscape design and first major architectural project. It also became RAF Defford during WWII where it was primarily used for radar development. After tea / coffee, a walk around the park and mansion, and then the RAF huts we were on our way again. This time to Tewkesbury.
We had a light lunch in ‘The Abbey Tea Rooms’, a tea room covered in memorabilia from the 20th Century. Everything from saucy postcards to newspaper cuttings. Then we went into the Abbey itself. The Battle of Tewkesbury which took place in 1471, was a key battle in the Wars of the Roses. King Edward IV, who was House of York, completely defeated the House of Lancaster, led by Edward, Prince of Wales, son of Henry VI and Margaret of Anjou. Edward was killed, and he is buried in Tewkesbury Abbey. A brass plate on the floor in the centre of the sanctuary marks his grave. Again, walking in the steps of history.

We then returned to the car, and drove back cross country, getting home at about 6:30. I caught up on Match of the Day, and West Ham’s thrilling 3-3 draw with Arsenal. I had missed the boxing over the weekend… Anthony Joshua winning a version of the Heavyweight title. But I was able to catch up with the last round of the Masters. And it was a thrilling finish. Danny Willets benefiting from Spieths meltdown. An Englishman winning the Masters. Always got to be good 🙂