Nooks and Crannies

We just walked ten miles! (patting selves on back) Today along the path we saw a pheasant, a turtle trapped temporarily in a lock, a rabbit, and the usual ducks and swans. No hedgehog yet; not live anyway. We are now in Abingdon, and are fullfilling a request for "more nooks and crannies please". :)

This is a thatched roof getting repaired in Stanton Harcourt, a short detour we took off the path. The path to see "thatched adorableness", and it didn't disappoint.

Bobbie: This is the sidecar I would put Guido into, to go tooling around the town with. It was "just" big enough for him.

This was our cottage in Eynsham. It was behind a pub (again, the pub). It was freezing that morning.

Here are some grotesques from a building in Oxford. Though it might not be evident, they are priests, some of them drinking and picking their noses.

We passed this from Folly Bridge on the way out of Oxford this morning. (Bobbie: this is what a dock is for: easy chair, little table, junk- the dock of my dreams!)

This is the cluster of buildings that represents the back of the rectory at a Norman church in the hamlet of Iffley. The church was built in 1160 and in excellent preserved shape.

This is the church, and the front of the rectory buildings. We were the only people there so wandered around, and I found the entrance open so we peeked inside.

All views from every window look like this here. The willow tree, the river, the umbrella table, and most importantly, the kettle.

The Trout Inn, where Inspector Morse and Lieutenant Lewis sit and solve mysteries on the BBC series. We had to sup a pint or two in his honor. It was pretty ritzy; maybe the fanciest pub we've seen.

Cheers for now.