I caught the bus into Stratford on Avon, marvelling once again at how pretty Hampton in Arden is. I really must get of the bus there one of these days and explore.
The canal has its usual amount of debris floating in the water, and the off side is quite overgrown, though a lot of the towpath has been upgraded for the cyclists to race along.
We have not done this run in full Summer for ages, and it seems quite dark and gloomy, especially in the rain.
Still a lovely Chinese supper finished off the evening, even if David had to walk the length of the village to get some cash to pay for it. He was not a happy bunny.
I have been making these little boxes recently.
They are called explosion boxes.
When you take the lid off the box sides fall open revealing the gift inside.
In this case some pretty pink and white baby socks.