Traveling to Warwickshire for a Reunion with Peter

Today was an overcast travel day as we left our Yorkshire apartment and headed south on the Motorway to Kenilworth, Warwickshire. Interstates and Motorways have a lot in common except for new signs to learn like Give Way, Round About Ahead, Petrol 1/2 mile and a really funny one "All Cat's Eyes Removed." We spilt our three hour trip in two and pulled off in Nottingham to see Sherwood Forest and The Newstead Abbey, the ancestral home of Lord Byron. From what I can figure Lord Byron was the Robert Frost of our day, making his living as England's prophetic poet.


I of course had to have my picture taken in what's left of Sherwood Forest since Robin Hood was one of my childhood hero's. Maybe that's why I had a career in Fund Raising.

Byron's ancestral home dates from a time during the reformation when Henry VIII closed the Abbey's of England and gave this one to a friend.  The home was filled with Elizabethian style furniture  with many interesting pieces. I took some pictures for a possible future wood working project.

I was beginning to get historic house overload so we grabbed a cafe lunch and headed back on our journey.

When we arrived at the Kenilworth hotel Julie called her brother Peter who came over to our hotel and we went out for Sunday Dinner.  Peter is a wonderful ole guy with a great positive attitude about life and appreciative of a good joke, He showed us a beautiful pub resturant with outdoor seating overlooking an idyllic pond with a ruin off in the distance. After dinner we drove by the Kenilworth Castle at sunset and went inside the Warwick Cathedral. Tonight's closing picture is of the ruin by the pond. This location looks like the perfect spot for a watercolor artist. Its not bad as a photo.