Nina Nixon

Journal

I'm Nina, a photographer, film maker and forever wanderer.  Passionate about nature, the great outdoors and all of life's adventures.  This is the place where I keep all my 'field notes'

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Not quite what we expected, but once off the beaten track and away from all the 'click, click, clicking' tourists photographing 'that one' house left standing we had a really lovely day.


Following the road down 'Great William Street' and heading out on to the tow path, we sat and ate lunch watching the barges navigate the locks - whilst trying to explain to two very keen pairs of ears the workings the 'how' and the 'why' canals were (are) so important in our country.



It was fascinating watching the locks fill up to raise the water for boats to pass through and then watching it all whoosh out again whilst all the while trying to get our heads around the engineering of it all.

Very simple I'm sure, but the mind did boggle.



Now isn't that a funny old English word 'boggle' - to overwhelm or bewilder. I like to say it with some emphasis on the letter 'B' - like Blackadder II and the pronunciation of the character 'Bob' aka Kate.

Anyhow, after watching all these barges too-ing and fro-ing we decided to carry on along the tow path to see where it would lead us.


It brought us out to the waterside and onto the door steps of the RSC - Royal Shakespeare Company - where we stopped for a while under the shade of the trees to watch the swans glide up and down on the water front and eager chaps show off to their young ladies - messing about on the river - much to the amusement of our little ones as they demolished ice creams.


I took this photo here. Do you remember?

Past the RSC and follow the path along the water in the direction of the the church steeple and you come to the resting place of William Shakespeare.


His grave is inside the church - though on close inspection of the head stones we did find another (much earlier) William Shakespeare buried.

We didn't want to go into the church and gawp (with all the other tourists) so we decided to stay outside and enjoy the sunshine, the day and the pottling.

Off the beaten track in Stratford Upon Avon.

The birthplace of William Shakespeare.


Have a wonderful weekend.

xXx

ps. there were many pictures I could of taken, but do you know what - I really just wanted to enjoy being with my family rather then joining the 'click, click, clickers'