The last race was in 1848 so sadly we were a bit late!
We bimbled onwards to Trefonen, home of the Offa's Dyke Brewery, beside the Barley Mow pub. Despite it being lunchtime neither were open which was a bit of a disappointment, especially as we'd had a glowing report of looking round the Brewery from a fellow walker we'd met a day or two ago. We settled for a coffee in the village store - good for them.
Our descent into Llanymynech, end of today's stage, took us through an old quarry, now turned into a nature reserve. As we hit the main Street we found ourselves in no man's land, with 'Welcome to England' a few feet to our left and 'Welcome to Wales' a few feet to our right. We wandered down the road, into Wales, to find our accommodation, the Bradford Arms. Because this was the other side is the street, it was in England! You'll see what I mean now about doing the Hokey Cokey: one foot into Wales, then the other into England.
Our evening at the Bradford Arms is going well. we haven't strayed far as the first real rain of be trip arrived just after we got indoors. We've had a great meal, the beer is well kept and the landlord most genial. We've also been chatting to a single Swiss chap who is walking in the opposite direction. It's all most satisfactory.
Lots of love George, Yorkie and Gio xxxx
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Lots of variety so far by the sound of things. Did the Swiss walker have some Toblerone? Suffolk Branch thinks that would be good mountain fuel.
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