It seems change over day is the day of overcast and drissle. It happened again. WE drove to Norflok via Lincolnshire over the Humber Bridge, a very impressive structure.
Each car went on a different route to Norflok. Jenny was to be dropped off by the other car for her train to London, a little time with Matt and then flight back to Perth
We had a look at the Lincolnshire countryside. We drove through Grimsby a historic fishing town, which could have been worth a closer look if there had been timem On to Skegness another seaside town. This was a little different to the rest, it had a bowling green, putt putt course and dance hall, along with the usual fun fair stuff. A block back from theb beach was a golf course.
Lunch in a little village, forgotten the name of the pub, but had something to do do with wool. Woolshed?
Another interesting part of the trip was when we reached the Fens. These were originally reed filled swamps. They have been drained to create ricj farming country. Drains are like canals, but a metre higher than the Fenland.
Took a while to find our next accomodation which was along a dirt road on a farm. Instructions only got us to the nearby village, Beachamwell, which itself was long and straggling.
It was a converted Barn with about 6 units built into it. Units themsleves practical. Our communal evening meals though required stuff being moved between units including chairs. units did not cater for extra visitors.