Taking A Trip Down Memory Lane
Driving home after our visit to Cheltenham, Wendy knew exactly where we were, so we turned off the main road, first heading to the village of Ducklington, to see if the duck pond was still there. We had heard it had been filled in, so we were really thrilled to see it, surrounded by trees, and a dozen or more ducks sitting on the grass verge, snoozing in the sun.
Ducks galore!
There is now a notice by the pond, asking visitors "Please do not feed the ducks," so of course we didn't, but it was good to remember the time when we could take some bread for them, and enjoy having them quacking around our legs! Anyone who knows me, knows I love ducks! (Am I also quackers?!)
From the notice board, we read St Bartholomew's Church is also holding regular services, so there is obviously still a congregation to be ministered to.
When we left Ducklington, and before we got back onto the motorway to head for home, Wendy first turned into the driveway of the Four Pillars Hotel. It looked as though it was doing well, with a full car park, and lots of people sitting at tables outside, enjoying a drink in the sun. The flower baskets were blooming, and everything looked spick and span; we just hope the hotel continues to flourish. Maybe one day we'll go back to sample the delights of a Christmas holiday with them again.
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