A weekend off

A couple of weeks ago we went in search of Bawtry Forest. Apparently, once upon a time, the poet camped there when he was doing part of his Duke of Edinburgh award. Although we found the forest, we couldn’t find anywhere to park. And we ended up on what we’re sure is a private road as it ran through the middle of a massive pig farm. The pigs looked well, though. As we drove around, we did stumble upon a […]

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