After a scary journey up the M27 “smart” motorway in the rush hour – how I didn’t end up in Brighton or London I am still not sure -, we set off across the Cotswolds to Worcestershire.
Anyway I arrived at my mother’s house mid-morning. Not the ‘home’ I was brought up in as my mother has moved in from the countryside to a nearby small town. Stourport-on-Severn.
G&T were so happy to have finally arrived. A garden full of plants and interesting smells. Squirrels run up and down the trees during the day. Foxes and badgers are frequent visitors at night.
Then they met Leelo. My mother’s tiny, but really feisty dog. She’d be a bodeguera here in Cadiz, but the vet told my mother that she is a Devon terrier or long-legged Jack Russell. Whatever she is, she was NOT impressed by G&T’s arrival and was extremely territorial. Luckily, neither of them reacted and a sort of strained truce was reached for the stay.
The Memorial Park is just down the road from my mother’s and would become our local walk.





The following day we went up to the Wyre Forest. I was brought up in a village just on the edge of the forest and this was really coming home.






Back to Stourport over Heighton. The road that used to be my route to school…




I am going to create a SmugMug album with all the photos I took. Including more forest views.
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