We traditionally spend a few days away between Christmas and New Year, in some suitably exotic corner of Great Britain. This year the noble city of Canterbury was our chosen destination. Trip dates: 27 – 30 December 2018.
The shadow proves that the sun shone at least once. Our first visit to part of the Caravan and Motorhome Club empire. Unlike its rival club (the Camping and Caravanning Club) the sites are open to members only.
A day out in Whitstable, by bus of course. We walked for some miles along the beach before entering the iconic beach pub.
A day out on the bikes (next few pictures). We did a decent circuit through uninterrupted country lanes and villages. This one has a distinctive name.
Top pub, with the stove ablaze and superb oak tables. We had the bar to ourselves …
… well, not quite.
Part of the local scenery. Clearly enjoying being the centre of attention for this photo.
Inside the village church. I want to call this cruck-framed, but that’s something a bit different.
Our on-board gas oven shows what it can do. Following our success with roast chicken last year, we decided to do a leg of lamb this time.
Our participation in Evensong at Canterbury Cathedral coincided (coincidentally) with the annual celebration of the ceremonial re-enactment of the martyrdom of Thomas a Becket. The men of the choir (singing plainsong) processed to various parts of the building, followed by the rest of us, and (crucially) the main door was briefly bolted, but then unbolted to allow everyone freedom of access to the interior.
It’s December, so all the more essential to have a fried egg sandwich for breakfast.