At 9:00am on a sunny Sunday morning I met with Catherine, Chaya, Eilin, Gillian, Jerome, Kalima, Rita, Sally, Sandra & Tasha. We piled into the minibus, Kalima bagging one of the front seats and therefore becoming navigator. A short drive to Greenford to collect Etiennette and Geoff and we were then ready make our way to Stanton, a beautiful little village in The Cotswolds.
To reach Stanton we passed through Broadway, a delightful town full of honey coloured sandstone houses and shops. Finally we arrived at Stanton to find yet more sandstone houses but no shops. Stanton does not attract the tourists like Broadway does and as a result you feel you have the place to yourself.
We began our walk, heading south to Stanway picking up the Cotswolds Way and continuing south to Beckbury. With good views of the fields into the distance we decided to stop for a short break. Once some of us had had a snack we were ready to press on, heading first East and then North East, passing through Stumps Cross, Taddington and some poppy fields.
By now I began to face questions regarding the whereabouts of the promised pubs. Whilst Stanton has a fine pub, none of the other villages we passed through had either a pub or simple shop.
Continuing North, we reached Shenberrow Hill and then somewhere close to Manor Farm, like an oasis in the desert we stumbled across a farm selling refreshments. Sitting under large parasols tucking into cream teas and homemade cake, we agreed how civilised it all was. Hunger pains and thirst sated we felt ready to complete the final few miles back to Stanton where we were greeted by a cricket match. The home team were apparently losing so we decided not to stop and watch. I think some of the girls would have liked to have the opportunity to meet the local cricketers, the idea of being a country wife living in such a beautiful village no doubt appealing.
With everyone seated in the minibus and none of us desperate to race home to London, we decided to visit Bourton-on-the-Water for a drink in one of the local pubs. It felt wonderful to be sitting outside the pub in the sun, watching the world go by. Even the hayfever I was suffering from couldn't ruin what had been a good day. Finally it was time to be thinking about heading home, stopping briefly for a group photo by one of the bridges.

Group Photo at Bourton-on-the-Water - Photo by Gary Box
Dropping Geoff off at High Wycombe and Etiennette in Greenford, the rest of us arrived back at Hammersmith at 10:30pm. It had been a good day trip and we hope to organise more in the future.
Article submitted by Gary Box
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