However, even if one can no longer go there by the Slow Train, it is still a lovely town. There was, apparently, a huge fire in 1731 that burnt down most of the town, and it was rebuilt by two brothers called Bastard, although they weren't, as far as I know.
We visited the Church, which seemed to call itself the Parish Church, although Wikipedia tells me it is dedicated to Ss Peter and Paul. Rather lovely, with doors on the pews.
After that, we went back to the van and had lunch, and then drove to Lulworth Cove, so the Swan Whisperer could walk to Durdle Door. I had a nap, and then we both had a cup of tea and drove to our final destination of the day which is a large, but not unpleasant, campsite just by Chesil Beach.
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