13 September 2018
When we stepped inside the chapel it was empty except for the lady who sells tickets for the tower tour and a single guide. Entry to the chapel is free but there is a small charge to climb the one hundred and sixty six steps to the top of the forty six metre high tower. This was what we’d walked so far for and £3.50 seemed a small price to pay for a birds eye view of the park. Continue reading Climbing to the top of the chapel
17 January 2016
Commando was especially imaginative in the Christmas present department this year and one in particular was something I had to wait to appreciate. Sunday was the day I finally could. It was a two person gift and, as Commando was on a long Sunday run, CJ came along to share the fun. The only dampener on the excitement was the weather. After two beautiful blue sky days I had high hopes but Sunday morning dawned wet and grey. Continue reading Time, bells and feeling like Quasimodo