Terrible journey getting here today. It took five hours, which included a trip through central Bristol in an attempt to avoid a huge traffic jam on the M5. With my sense of direction this ended up being an elaborate detour which didn’t save me much time at all, as I ended up being funnelled back into the jam I’d tried to drive around. On the other hand, now I know how to get through Bristol on the A38 if it happens again. Which it will.
The silver lining was the trip out of Bristol under the Clifton Suspension Bridge.
What a wonderful piece of engineering and what a fantastic view. It looked more like something in north America than in the UK with the dramatic scenery of the high sided rock faces flanking the Severn. This is a very sepia-ish picture of it but this is exactly the view I saw. Only it is far more dramatic than this rather twee picture shows. There is huge road along the right hand side which runs beside some beautiful Georgian houses. Their view now completely spoiled by the road, of course. But one can only imagine how amazing it must have been when those houses were first built, overlooking the tidal Severn river, and then later when the bridge was opened.
When I got to Spring Cottage, I checked out the new cupboard the carpenter had built, which was fine and drove back down to Spaxton to pay him. Job well done. Then I lit a fire and did some work. My efforts with the fire were completely scuppered by the smoke billowing around the house, which resulted in frequent airings and creation of through drafts, rendering the house chilly again. I think I must get the chimney swept. I can’t imagine that it’s my incompetence at lighting fires, although I readily admit to knowing nothing at all about lighting fires or keeping them going. I must also buy a firescreen as one of the logs spat out some bits that burnt a hole in the carpet!
Deercount: 39 – the fields below the Enmore road have been harvested and this brought out huge numbers of hinds and calves. Lovely! Although maybe not for the farmers.