After a walk with Jane and Fudge and the usual luxurious breakfast with plenty of decent coffee (Russ – note this for your future reference please – this is what people have for breakfast) I set Francoise for Totnes via Exeter and said goodbye to everyone who was up. Which was all those under 10 and over 16.
Jamie told me most of the roads would be dual carriage-way, which was less worrying than a motorway, but as it happened I did end up on an M5 sort of road later. The thing about the motorways in England is that they are very very safe. Because people can travel at any speed they like, they are not constantly distracted by looking in the mirror for cops and jamming on the brakes ever time they see a black and white car. The only thing that really puzzled me was that they had speed camera warnings on the motorway so I am not sure what they were looking for. Just in case they were worried about slow drivers, I kept my speed up. The lights at the roundabouts had me flummoxed but I got through them okay and somehow ended up in Exeter. I parked my car in a tower of some sort, visited the cathedral, and actually found my way back to the car park and located my car again. I was a bit disappointed in the cathedral though I don’t really know why, as I usually love them. The astronomical clock was good (a bit old though) but the Gothic wasn't as high as I had imagined it to look. Apparently Hickory Dickory Dock originated here.
The B&B was clean and good but I had forgotten my dongle (a Vodafone gadget that finds the internet wherever you are) so I couldn't do any work. I washed my clothes, ate my falafel and and drank the Mateus and several cups of tea, then went for a walk. I found a road that had a castle at the end of it, but decided to go back the next day by car, as walking on such narrow roads is a bit nerve-wracking - there was nowhere to run if a car decided to use the same bit of road as me. The church-yard was very good, but apart from that and a couple of houses, there wasn't much to the village worth reporting on. Actually there wasn't much to the village.
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