Dorchester

After a chilly night and a frosty morning, I dropped Cato off at his riverside holiday hotel and we headed east to stay with George and Anne in Hampshire for the the weekend. Marian wanted to stop in Dorchester on the way for some warpy wefty stuff for the loom that she acquired this week. It's all a bit of a mystery to me, I'm afraid, but she's been getting some tuition for a few weeks now and no doubt will be clacking away in her room before long.

it was good tp be able to park in one of the main streets right opposite the shop but it was a b**ger to cross the road with so much heavy traffic coming through. It's a great shame because it's the county town of Dorset and a very old city, I'm sure these old buildings must be getting shaken to bits. I took the blip as we waited in the queued traffic to get back on our route east.

It's been quite busy on the roads as it's the start of the Easter school holidays but most of the traffic was going in the opposite direction. There was just one hold up near Honiton and I believe that's caused by an earth slip that's affecting the edge of the main A35 road. The road workers are having a job getting on the land to rectify it as the farmer won't allow them access. He claims the council still owe him £200 from a similar issue 25 years ago! I'll be interested to see how that one pans out!