Sunday Mav 18

wow we have had a marvelous time since i last chatted to you. im not putting in any punctuation in this as the key board is back the front to ours and i keep loosing all my work.
to get th the faomus city of a musical composer we had to travel past small fields which looked like a patchwork quit, every now and then there was a yellow rape field. can you tell me what this is used for. housed where white with brown pitched rooves. window boxes of geraniums were common. we saw no animals but collections of buildings had bales of hay and sliage outside and we could definetly smell cows. i wonder where they were.when the driver had been driving for 2 hours we had to make a compulsory stop for him to rest. yra a time for more food... strawberry sponge cake.
we arrived at our destination after another 2 hours on the bus. we saw mountains with snow on them andwere on the edge of the lake district. the bus caused a traffic jam as it could not fit through a tunnel on the road in the city. people bike everywhere and bike parking places a common sight. our hotel was an alod concrete building hundred of years old but decorated beautifully, our room was pimk. tigged jumped all over the ginormous bed, he had heard the guide tell us a story about a giant theat had once lived in the area. there is a hole in a noumtain where he is surposed to of jumped through to escape. i think this is the land of dtories. i have to go and take tigger for a walk talk to you again soon.