First I admired the statue of Isaac Newton outside the Newton Shopping center, before I made my way past the cinema to the River Witham. I followed Witham up quite the way until I reached the play area inside the park, which wasn’t even on my map. I had been headed towards Grantham house but decided against going all the way as I didn’t think my joints could handle it.
Farm right next to the river.
Lots of ducks here.
Found the kiddie pool.
They labled this the Sensory Garden
I think this is where Newton found Gravity.
Turns out I found the perfect place to turn around, because I entered town right at the Welcome sign.
Apple falling out of the tree.
I followed the road back until I recognized the tall spire of St. Wulfram’s Cathedral. Walking from there to the Market, I bought lunch (12 mandarins, 200 grams of fudge, a large home-baked roll, and a raspberry tart for under five pounds). Taking my spoils I walked back along Witham as I made my way to the Cemetery.
I did find this old house with a broken widow.
St. Wulfram's from the back. Yes, that is a graveyard.
St. Wulfram's from the front. It's a very tall spire.
Can you spot the Gentleman's Club?
I suppose even roosters need to visit the dead.
Unlike my other times leaving the manor grounds I took Grantham on my own with only the advice of the coach driver. Grantham might be about the size of Oak Harbor in terms of population, which is probably why I felt so comfortable there.
As for why I was grinning even though I was ill . . . Well, I think it is hysterical when I talk to myself, and I talked to myself a lot when looking at the highly confusing map I had.
Getting ready for Edinburgh. JClark.
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