This evening finds us in a nursery gardens near Llangollen, from which tomorrow we can walk down to the hotel where there is a formal lunch with the Swan Whisperer's former colleagues, though quite why here I don't know.
So we set off about noon, and it was the usual slow going out of London. We stopped at Oxford services for lunch, and then it was fast until Birmingham, and then crawled past it, Telford, Shrewsbury, Uttoxeter and really until the turn-off for Llangollen. And people wonder why we prefer motoring abroad.
This is a Caravan Club certified location, very pleasant. The owner is a Lay Reader and has offered to take us to the open-air service on Sunday morning, which should be lovely. Meanwhile, the forecast is for it to be cold tomorrow, so we have bought plenty of warm clothes. Enough, I hope, to do us this time!