After a very comfortable bus ride from London's Heathrow Airport, west through Swindon and Cirencester, into the small city of Cheltenham, I met with my friends, David and Danna Cuin. We hugged and headed into the countryside to their manorial home near the quaint little village of Brockhampton.
The home, named Brockhampton Park, which was built in 1641 and expanded to it's current size in the mid-1800s, is surrounded by beautiful gardens. The place was renovated a few years ago and then divided into 21 apartments. The Cuins occupy what were the Governess' quarters on the third floor overlooking the front gardens. We settled into their sitting room, which looks over an expansive lawn dotted with flower beds and several large, ornate topiaries, and chatted about what we might do over the coming days.
After a very nice dinner we strolled down a country lane into the village, settling into the Craven Arms, the local pub. We sipped local ales, recounted days gone by, and talked more about the days to come. After too many beers we made our way home and into a well deserved night's sleep.
I arose early to watch the morning sun spread across the green fields beyond the gardens. It was extremely peaceful. We had a light breakfast and then drove to the nearby village of Winchcombe
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