Old bud Dale came down for the day. We walked from Cowley through wind swept fields, high up on the Cotswolds, where the wind howled all the time with spots of snow and hail flecking the air.
A quick sandwich and a cup of tea at The Cotswold Diner (a small road side cafe in a converted single decker bus) refreshed us, before we headed in the car to Belas Knapp, a 5,500 year old burial mound near Winchcombe.
Then onwards to Toddington to stroll around Toddington church and view from a far, Damian Hirst's gaff - Toddington Manor. It was shrouded in tarpaulin, but you could get a sense of how grand it was. I hope he finishes it, as it takes someone with a vision and money to restore fantastic buildings like this before they crumble into dust.


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