Tuesday, 9 June 2009

Morris Dancers and Tiddleywink

On Sunday hubby, Arthur and I continued our search for "the perfect place to live" with a trip to Wiltshire and Somerset. Our ultimate goal was Bradford-on-Avon, which we had heard from several sources was a rather pretty little place. Along the way we passed through Wotton Bassett, Calne, Melksham, Box and Corsham, not to mention countless other tiny wee villages and hamlets. Unfortunately, none of the places we visited passed our exacting standards, not even Bradford-on-Avon which, although extremely pretty, just didn't tick enough boxes as a place where we could see ourselves living.Still, we had a very pleasant day out, brightened along the way by stumbling across a group of morris dancers having a little jig about next to the village green in Holt - how cool is that?! It's not everyday you're driving along and happen to glimpse such a "traditional" English scene - morris dancers, a village green, a flagpole with the Union Flag a-fluttering in the breeze. Hubby was v. excited as this was the first time he had ever seen morris dancers "in real life". Needless to say, we just had to park the car, unload Delightful Child, and spend some time wallowing in this rural idyll.And then, a little further along the road, it got even better when we drove through the 'blink-and-you'll miss-it' hamlet of... wait for it...


How cute; you've just got to love the English countryside, haven't you?! Which came first - the place or the game? Perhaps it's where the game was invented. But imagine living there. No one would believe you when they asked for your address! 'As if', they'd say. 'Is it anywhere near Toy Town?' 'Are Noddy and Big Ears your neighbours?' No doubt the novelty would wear off after a while.

1 comment:

  1. Tiddleywink? I think you're having us on!



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