Saturday was another bright, bright, sunshiny day as I checked out of the Travelodge and drove around to my sister. After chewing the fat awhile we went out to explore.
First stop was a favourite place of theirs at the canal side where we could sit and watch the water-borne world go by. We had to walk past St John the Baptist church, where parts of the nave and chancel date from about 1240, to get there. It was good to exchange friendly words with passing dog-walkers on the tow-path, too.
Afterwards, we climbed back in the car and I was chauffeured around the area taking in the sights. The famous Rugby school just had to be seen, and the area it and its associated facilities occupy is enormous. We also took in the town centre, with the shops you can see in ANY town centre, Rugby Christian Fellowship and Draycote Water which is a fine outdoor family fun venue and very busy on the day. Then it was a case of deciding where to lunch. The decision having been made, we arrived at Southam Community Church’s Gateway Coffee Shop where we were well fed – despite arriving after the official closing time!
Then, after a leisurely drive back to Hillmorton, we broke out the patisseries I’d brought back from Mme Devienne’s shop in Dunkirk. Afterwards, and with the afternoon wearing on, it was time to leave for home on the barbarian side of Hadrian’s Wall.
So, after an uneventful drive up the M1, M18, A1(M) and A19 I was back in Blyth after a few hours and with another 2,500-mile journey safely completed. Although it was good to be back, yet, as Tolkien wrote:
The Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
Whither then? I cannot say, either, but I’ve a few ideas …