Last Saturday it was a balmy spring day: the world and its wife were on the roads. Some time ago, my husband was given a bike carrier for fixing on the back of a car. But it was not that simple. To allow other traffic to see the indicator light we needed an extra lighting bar, and, for that to work,we needed an extension socket from the rear lights... Not just a matter of setting off, then. But on Saturday we loaded up the bikes on to the car and drove to Sudbury. We took the road to The Belchamps - this is Belchamp Otten church.
Then, we cycled out to Clare, a small, ancient town. Note these chimneys, on a property so huge its gardens seemed to be on the opposite side of the main road from the house. We had lunch in a tiny tea-shop, where I failed to take a snap of the goat-burger my husband enjoyed.
Some years ago we visited an Antiques Centre in Clare and bought a coal scuttle and an Art and Crafts stool there. Signs indicate that the Centre survives, but most of the shops in Clare have succumbed to the "Vintage" trend. On a recent visit to Colchester, I was amazed to find that the charity shop supporting the local hospice now specialises in "Vintage", by which it seems to mean the fashions of one's youth - bat-wing sleeves, moth-eaten fur coats and all.
After lunch, on to Cavendish, with its wonderful village green. By now a wind had got up and the going got tougher. Soon we joined the trail back into Sudbury, which uses the old railway line, a lovely, traffic-free ride.
A pause in my knitting while I consider my next project. To fill the gap, a pair of socks in Regia Garden Effect. I can't decide whether these are very ugly or a nice colour combination.