Recusants and hidey holes

I wonder if human Wilfrid passed this way when visiting Stratford on his bike in the 1930's? I passed Kennilworth and I know he liked and visited this castle with his family. My humans directed me to this moated ancient stronghold deep in the Warwickshire countryside, lovely! Disappointed that my humans didn't sit and enjoy my company after their visit, have I offended them?

Major Creations

Yesterday I took my humans across the River Avon insight of the playhouse of The Bard, Human Wilfrid used to cycle here to see plays, impressive! I did not stop but continued South along narrow steep green lanes with magnificent views on the edge of the Cotswolds. Hedge rows were full of wild flowers and the pungent smell of wild garlic drifted through my vents into the cab, I finally arived at Major Lawrence Johnstons Arts and Crafts creation at the Hamlet of Hidcote Bartrim.

Human Wilfrid enjoyed visiting the Cotswolds and here is one of his pictures from the 60s of one of the villages. A land of giants? My humans had left me in a sunny field and returned many hours later with plants, non of those aliens thank goodness. I then laid on coffee and cakes for them and they sat and enjoyed the views, a bit cold for one of my humans who I made comfortable inside my dreamy interior. Where is summer? My humans were so relaxed they nearly got me locked in the field, escaped by the skin of our teeth, phew!

My other human as always sat in the sun, he's just like one of those sun flowers that turns to the sun at every chance, wicked sun hat. Apparently Human Wilfrid and his Peggy also liked the sun, must be inherited.

Faded Glory

My humans pointed me East for a change. A route of pretty country lanes and villages, Lullington, Croxall, Edingale and dark satanic Moira, human Wilfrid seldom ventured this way. In his time this was mining country with slag heaps and mines far spread, now the area is green and pretty. The picture is of me parked above Calke which is left in the same state it was when the National Trust took it over.

My humans enjoyed the gardens but I think the plants are a bit too alien for my tastes.

Restaurato Italianio Giarnio

Trentham Gardens in 1953.

Human Wilfrid visited Trentham Gardens in 1953 with my human shown in this picture. The gardens were a busy attraction visited by Sunday Schools for their annual outings. My humans visited on an evening and it was very empty.

The gardens have been well restored and my humans were taken by the modern sculptures.

Mystery Tour

They talked about cycling around Lake Vernwy but did not fix the bike carrier to me. They set my sat-nav to Hidcote but failed to follow it's instructions. I have no idea where I took my humans But it was sunny and quiet. Here are some more pictures of the place. Human Wilfrid loved a mystery tour often asking family members to decide which way he should tell Betsy to go.

A gambling den or dairy?

Knickers or my humans dirty laundry, now clean of course. More pictures from my day out.

Gloriously uplifting

Freude schoner gotterfunken ..... What is this glorious sound that lifts the spirits of my human and rattles my panels? I crave for more.

Tall Trees and Sunshine

After a day of being pampered I took my humans to Takeroo Camping Site on Cannock Chase to meet family and friends. Tall trees kissed with golden sunlight, open fires, BBQ cooking and entertainment on Guitar and cajon. This is my humans playing some blues. I think they wished they were stopping the night. I think human Wilfrid would have enjoyed this as Cannock Chase was a spot he often visited with his family.

You can see the tall trees, blue sky and the last of the sunshine reflected in my polished bodywork.

The Welsh Marches

I took my humans to Croft Castle in Herefordshire. What a location for the home of some humans called Croft who still live here and have lived here for more than 1000 years, the present castle was built in the 1600's.

Clean Whoops!

I don't think my humans are too pleased with me.:-)

Secret ballot?

My human cleaned me very early then took me to the Polling Station. Human Wilfrid was born in a time when most people Voted for the party based on how they saw their position in society or the work place. Human Wilfrid being a manager felt he should always vote conservative, I have no idea what my humans voted. Apparently it's all very secret but my humans were saying they write the voters number on the ballot slip, so is it? This very day 191 years ago a thing of beauty that human Wilfrid adored was let loose on the world.

Cheese?

I spied my humans loading this into my over crowded store cupboard, I can't imagine why they need such huge pieces of cheddar. More stuff for me to carry I'm going to have to slope off for a suspension upgrade.

Inspired

Took Wilfrid to Springslade Lodge, he was in his element amongst lots of VeeDub campers. We were inspired to sort our first sleep out, eye on the weather for a fine few days then off to Springslade. Also our first camping rough outing booked (no Loos or Showers)! At an Acoustic and Folk music festival in Wales first weekend of September. Human Wilfrid loved this part of Wales at Lake Vernwy, hope Wilfrid the VW likes it as much. We used to performe folk many years ago as this 1970's picture shows, maybe we will take our guitars and entertain Wilfrid.