Well, today found me in Kent where I met up with Pete. As is beginning to be the norm, the light was dreadful, the skies grey and the atmosphere - damp! I'd even driven through fog on my way down!
Had a very good lunch at a wonderful old pub (Pete is the "where to eat" expert!") - The Woolpack at Brookland (I think!). Low ceilings, sloping walls and floors - great!
So where to in all this gloom? We went off to Rye which is in East Sussex but only just over the Kent/Sussex borders. I'd never visited here before but what a wonderful town and one of the 5 Cinque Ports. What was so lovely, apart from the many ancient buildings, was that all the shops seemed to be individual shops and we didn't see one chain shop amongst any of them - bliss!! There is even an old-fashioned sweet shop selling its wares from large jars, weighing the sweets and then popping them into a paper bag - oh the memories!
The terrain is very steep and Rye rises up from the River Rother (try saying that after a glass (or two) of vino!), and many of the streets are cobbled.
(On the birding front, (no pictures) we saw large flocks of mute swans, hundreds of coots, gulls, some Lapwings etc. etc. and, flying over the road a Marsh Harrier - and all these seen en route in the car!)
So wander around Rye with me
The Church
The streets of Rye
and this one is for my daughter :D
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