A light hearted and (I hope) amusing record of some of our Campervan Trips.
It is mainly intended to inform friends and family where we are, plus, to keep our children updated on what is happening to their inheritance.
I do try to include details of Camp Sites and Aires, we visit. Checkout the "labels" listed in the right margin,
Please comment if you feel inclined, at least then I know I am not talking to myself (again).
Sunday, 15th March 2020 Cloudy and cool start to the day. Kathleen away to church, CoronaVirus will not keep her away! Another mass exodus today, but, it was a large group, travelling together, so, maybe it was planned anyway. There has been no official word that travel is restricted. We decided to go for a stroll, along the promenade, only to be stopped by a Guadia Civil, on a motorcycle, and told to return to the camp site, that we were not allowed to stroll around. On return to the site, we checked with Reception, apparently, we are only allowed "out" to go to shop(s), cash machine etc. If you have a dog, apparently one person is allowed out to walk it. Kathleen is all for borrowing someone's dog. This is going to be difficult for Kathleen, who likes to be about and about, she is going to be like a caged lion, I think I am probably in more danger from her, than from CoronaVirus! I have hidden all sharp implements. Perhaps, we will have to organise an "Escape Committee" and dig a tunnel? Monday, 16th March 2020 Just to add to the CoronaVirus lockdown, it is raining!, it is 15C, which, I suppose is a small bonus. We walk to the shop, to buy wine, milk etc. They are restricting how many people are allowed in at once (security guard, or, "bouncer" on the door). So, there is a queue of people, in the rain, waiting to get in. Once in, most stuff appears to available, only thing we wanted to buy, but, could not was dried pasta. Plenty of evidence of people hoarding toilet rolls, which, is, I am told, happening in UK too. Why? Tuesday, 17th March 2020 Raining all night, and, all day, and 15C. According to the news and the local rumour machine, France has closed borders. Speaking to a fellow Brit, this morning, who was packing up to leave. He has checked-out of site, and was already to go, heading for a booked ferry at Dieppe. Got a text to say, his ferry has been cancelled. Plus, it would now appear that Spanish/French Border closed. Hopefully, they will allow him to re-checkin on site and stay. At least we have essentials here. Late afternoon, and, we were issued with more official advice/rules by site staff. It is now no longer to leave the site in a group, or, even, a couple, only one person may go to the shops, walk dog etc. We are being "encouraged" not to use the "facilities", it may be coincidence, but, I had noticed that the hot water for showers, dish washing etc was not longer actually hot, but, more sort of like warm. It is now no longer permitted to entertain other people (or be entertained) on your pitch, one couple, one pitch! This is all becoming too much. I trawl the internet, in an attempt to get accurate information on our options. The Chausson Owners Group on Facebook, proves useful, they have set up a separate message group to share information. Predictably, there is lots of dross, but, there is some useful information from people who have actually done the things they are talking about, rather than just knowing a friend, who knows someone who said.... From this, I deduce, we can can gain entry to France, for the purpose of transit to Calais (or wherever) for ferry/tunnel. In typical French Bureaucratic style, we need to have a "form", or "Attestation" duly completed. These forms are available to download, but, we have no printer, so, I am required to hand write two copies (one for me, one for Kathleen). Fully prepared, we decide to "bite the bullet", we arrange to check out of the site, tomorrow morning, and head for Calais. We pack everything away, ready for an early start. Wednesday, 18th March 2020
No weather report this morning, it is still dark when we get up and pack final items, ready to leave at 7:00am, when reception opens. One bonus, it is not raining. We head for the Somport Tunnel, and Oloron-Sainte Marie (N43 11'2" W0 36'30"), taking the most direct route, (approximately 300 miles), although, in fairness, it probably was not the quickest, given some of the steep climbs and twisting roads. We leave before having our breakfast, a very rare thing for me, breakfast is sacred! The plan is to stop for breakfast after about two hours. So, as we approach Morella, we spot a lay-by, with Motorhome Service area. As we turn in, we notice, Guardia Civil car parked. We are told to move on, no stopping, not even for a rest. So, breakfast does not happen until about 10:30, by which time we are in really rural section. The roads are amazingly empty of traffic, virtually no cars, predominantly HGV's. We see only one other Motorhome. A small scare, as we approach the Somport Tunnel, after a lunch stop, a Guardia Civil car comes up behind us, blue lights and sirens on. For a moment, I think he may be after us, since there are no other vehicles around, but, when I move over slightly, to give him the opportunity to pass, he goes streaking off down the road. Only to return about five minutes later, minus siren, but, blue lights still going. Perhaps his carry out order was ready? Kathleen has worked herself up into a state of high anxiety, dreaming up all of the worst case scenarios, but, when we arrive at the Somport Tunnel, there are a group of Police chatting and smoking, they totally ignore us. As we emerge, in France, there is absolutely no sign of officialdom, we simply emerge, and drive on.
We arrive at Oloron-Sainte Marie Aire(N43 11'2" W0 36'30")at about 15:30. There are (official) spaces for five vans, and, there are two Brits "in residence" when we arrive. Soon, another two Brits arrive, a Belgian, and four Dutch. So, no fewer than ten vans squeezed in. Even more arrive as the evening wears on. Tomorrow morning is going to be interesting, when we all come to leave!
Thursday, 12th March 2020 Another pleasant day, 21C and cloudless blue sky. A little shopping for provisions (wine), followed by a visit to the weekly market, followed by lunch by the coast at Restaurant Torreon. An after lunch stroll along the coast. Rather alarming news from home, no, not "the virus", youngest grandchild, Salma, has been admitted to hospital with chest infection. Poor Salma on oxygen and intravenous fluids/antibiotics. Friday, 13th March 2020 Sunny and warm, 21C again, but, with the occasional cloud drifting over. Full hair care day, so, that is most of the morning occupied. Followed by a little food shopping. There are lots of rumours circulating, both on the site and online, about the CoronaVirus. Signs of panic buying in the supermarket (Mercadona), just goes to show there are idiots in every country, I suppose. Apparently the UK Foreign Office have advised against travel to several Spanish Provinces, we are in Valencia Province, which is not on the list, but, that does not seem to have registered with most our fellow Brits. It is common for many people who have been here for the winter, to leave around this time, so, it is difficult to say if the stream of people leaving is "normal", or, "panic". It does seem to be almost exclusively Brits leaving. For now, my thinking is, we are better off somewhere warm, with CoronaVirus in circulation, than heading back home to the cold and wet, with CoronaVirus in circulation. Saturday, 14th March 2020 Sunny and warm, 21C, yet again. All kinds of rumours circulating, relating to the CoronaVirus. Friends John and Carol, have decided to make a dash for Calais, they were supposed to be leaving on Wednesday, but, set off this morning. Last I heard, they had made it as far as Pamplona, without incident. Rumours say that even the beaches have been closed, not that I can really see the point in that?, surely, it is confined spaces and crowds which are to be avoided. The site has closed the swimming pool, and, the onsite bar/restaurant. In the town, all of the bars and restaurants appear to be closed, but, despite the rumour, there were people on the beach as we cycled along this afternoon. It would appear that flights FROM UK (and probably other countries) have been halted, and, there are rumours that land border with France is to be closed too. Since John and Carol had not reached border, when last we heard from them, not sure if this is true or false. It does appear to be only the Brits who are panicking, the Swiss, Germans, French, Dutch etc appear to be sitting tight. We set off on the bicycles, the plan is to attempt to find the correct route, which we failed on dismally on Wednesday. Our method was to go in the opposite direction, since we remembered the point at which we had emerged onto the coastal road. We failed again, I am afraid, we managed to retrieve some of the route, but, not all! Never-the-less, another 14.5 miles of enjoyable cycling.
Monday, 9th March 2020 Not a promising start to the day, dull, cool at 10C, but, by lunch time, blue sky, sun and 21C. Kathleen enjoys cycling (I think?), but, I am always a little suspicious when she appears over eager to be out cycling. Accordingly, today, a suggestion that we should cycle "the long way round", to Castelon de la Plan, made me think "so, what is going on here?".
Off we go, there is not much wind, but, what little there is, is blowing in our faces, not a word of complaint. Eventually, all becomes clear, following this route, we pass a large Commercial Centre, shops!, naturally, we have to stop, "just to look", we emerge with new items of clothing, surprise, surprise. Just over 20 miles cycling, a good start to the week. Tuesday, 10th March 2020 A disappointingly chilly day, only 17C. Shopping for essential supplies (Wine), and reading our books, fills the day. Wednesday, 11th March 2020 A gloriously sunny day, from first thing in the morning to late evening, and 21C. After yesterday's "lazy day", we go cycling.
Both of us recall, or, at least, think we recall, a route we took on a previous visit here, we cycled to a small church/Chapel, in the direction of Castellon, then, followed an small road, alongside an irrigation canal, to the coast. It starts well, following the cycle track from Benicassim, towards Castellon, a minor disagreement about which way we go at the end of the first section of cycle track. But, Kathleen chose correctly, as she reminds me several times, as we pedal along and arrive at the small Chapel St
Francisco de la Font. Unfortunately the chapel is locked, so, no exploring, although we are able to enter the grounds, and take photographs. The next phase of our ride does not go according to plan. We are now in an area of orange groves, with unsignposted small roads running through them. Try as we might, we cannot find the road
running along the irrigation canal, or, indeed, the irrigation canal. Eventually, we emerge from the maze of small roads, onto a slightly more substantial road, and, we can see the tall buildings of Castellon in the distance, to give us some idea of which way we should be going. You may have gathered from this, we do not have a map, but, are operating on logic, ie, if the hills are at your back, you are heading for the coast!
Eventually, Kathleen recognises a landmark, which she recognises ( a church, naturally), so, we head for that. It is indeed a rather grand church, on the outskirts of Castellon, it is called Basilica de Nuestra Señora del Lledo. It presumably has some significance, because it has well laid out grounds, with seats, a drinking water fountain, toilets, and of course, the church itself. There are several parties of school children, presumably on a school trip.
We linger long enough to eat our picnic lunch, and, look around the rather magnificent interior of the Church. Refreshed, we head on, Kathleen was right (again, she reminds me), we emerge on the route we followed on Monday, a short distance from the Carrefour Hypermarket. We return, via the Pinguin (a sort of Spanish McDonalds, with beer), where we stop for refreshments. 19.25 miles, covered, by the time we return to Bonterra Park.
Friday, 6th March 2020 Cooler today, only 19C, and, rather windy. Strolling through Benicassim, town centre, and, we meet up with a couple (John & Carol Walley), we last saw, here, three years ago. It would appear we have more chance of meeting people we know, here in Benicassim, Spain, than we do in Newcastle! After Kathleen pestering the staff in Reception, to have a better pitch, they came up with a list of five or six options today, decisions, decisions. We obviously dithered too long, since our first choice (coincidentally, next to John and Carol!), had been bagged by a German couple (our neighbours!), but, our second choice will do nicely. Move on Sunday, if all goes according to plan. Saturday, 7th March 2020 Another cooler day, at 19C, but, not quite as windy. We spend the day, doing the boring, but necessary, domestic chores, ie washing clothes, tidying van etc. Sunday, 8th March 2020 A very pleasant day, clear blue sky, calm, and 20C. Kathleen is up with the larks, well, 08:00, to go to church, in Benicassim.
We move pitch today, to a larger, more level, and sunnier spot. Once the van is moved and everything sorted, we cycle to Orpesa and back (just over 11 miles). Very pleasant, except, being Sunday, and, a nice day, it is rather busy. Then, a bit of sitting in the sun reading, and, being entertained by a group of people at our neighbours pitch, who are having a leaving party, or, as it is generally know here, a sod-ff party.
Tuesday, 3rd March 2020. A cloudy start, but, mild at 13C, rather windy. We set off on a cycling session, dressed for 13C, by 11:30 it is 21C, the wind has dropped, and, we are rather overdressed. A cooling beer is necessary. We manage just under 13 miles (12.99 to be precise), which, we reassure ourselves, is not bad, as a first serious outing in several weeks. I suspect we are going to be here for some weeks. A lazy afternoon, reading and sitting in the sun. Wednesday, 4th March 2020. Similar to yesterday, weatherise, cloudy start, but, calm and warm 21C by 11:00. Another cycling session, 14.88 miles today, but, more suitably dressed. Thursday, 5th March 2020. It looks as if the daily weather report is going to become boring, cloudy start, warm 22C by 11:00, but, windy. I needed a haircut, before leaving home, so, Kathleen is pressed into service, with the hair trimmers, grumbling continually, of course, that it is yet another job for her. It takes all of ten minutes. The next task brings about an interesting observation. I carry all of my "ablutions equipment, ie soap, razor, nail clippers, deodorant, shaving foam, etc etc" in a small bag, it measures about 8" * 6" * 3". After the major task of cutting my hair (remember, all of ten minutes it took), Kathleen sets off to "the facilities" for hair washing session, she has an ASDA "bag for life" of "gear ie shampoo, conditioner etc etc etc". The bag is stuffed full, and, that is excluding the straighteners, hair dryer etc. Two hours later, it is all done. True, I did not have to actually do anything, except of course make complimentary remarks, when she was finished. Thursday is market day, in Benicassim, so, we stroll along to the market place, shortly before lunch. Since she has "nothing to wear", a pair of shorts are bought by Kathleen, who also tries on numerous hats, nothing suits. On our way back from the Market we call at the EuroMart (which everyone, very Politically Incorrectly) refers to as the "Chinese Shop", a new table cloth, folding stool, and a pair of Steak Knives, are acquired. The rest of the day is spent in idleness, lazing in the sun.
Monday, 2nd March 2020 Oloron Sainte Marie Aire(N43 11' 2" W0 36' 31"), it is raining steadily as we turn in for bed. At 5 o'clock in the morning, I am woken by Kathleen, there is a storm raging, the wind is so loud, it sounds as if there is an express train running next to the van, thunder is crashing above and lightening of course, plus, rain lashing against the roof. The good news is, it is not cold. Kathleen insists on getting up, and dressed, her reasoning is, she is to be crushed to death by a falling tree (we are surrounded by trees), she wants to be fully dressed, not sure what difference that will make, personally, but, arguing the point, does not seem like a good option. So, by 06:30am, we are up, ready, breakfast eaten. Storm has diminished to only torrential rain.
We decide we may as well get going, toward Somport Tunnel. I convince Kathleen, it may be wise to wait for sunrise, or something approaching it, so, at 07:30, we are on our way. A wise choice, to wait for a bit of light, there is a lot of debris on the road, and there are several trees down, partially blocking the road, as we head up the valley, toward the tunnel. Re-assuringly, there is are a number of large articulated wagons coming down the valley, suggesting the road ahead is passable. The rain continues all the way to the Somport Tunnel, and, as we emerge, 5 miles later, in Spain, it is still raining. The rain eventually stops, and is replaced by a violent wind. We arrive at Bonterra Park, (N40.05726, E0.073248) Benicassim just over three hundred miles from Oloron-Sainte-Marie, at about 15:30. The sun is shining, it is 19C. All is well. We even have time for a stroll along the Promenade, before our evening meal.
Tuesday, 18th April 2017 The forecast for Benicassim today is 22C and sunny. Although we leave just after 8:00, before the sun is fully above the hills, no reason to suppose it will be wrong.
But, we are heading slowly home, starting today. North along the coast, towards Peniscola, the only problem is that Spanish road building is ahead of our Sat-Nav map updates, and, the N340 is no longer as our SatNav thinks it is, roundabouts have disappeared, to be replaced by fly-overs and new exits. We therefore have to guess the point at which we turn off to head inland toward Leida. But, just as with our experience on our way here, the traffic is generally light, and, the roads excellent. The plan is to stop just short of the Bielsa Tunnel, at Bielsa Town, but, we are there way ahead of schedule, and decide to keep going, through the tunnel, to our alternative stopping off point, St Lary Soulan, in France.
The approach to the tunnel is mostly good quality road, although some sections are a bit uneven, presumably due to wear and tear from the heavy wagons. The scenery is quite stunning.
The tunnel itself is an anti-climax, contrary to what I had read on the internet, from various sources, the road surface is good, the tunnel well lit, if a bit narrow. There were no signs to explain why, but, for some reason, they were only allowing the traffic through in short bursts, and, one way at a time.
The descent on the French side, is, either scenic, or scary, depending on your point of view. I have video, but, not enough data band width to upload it at present, a snapshot, showing one of the many hairpin bends, will have to do for now. Tunnel and descent. I have to admit, drops of several hundred feet, with no safety barrier, and, a distinct smell of hot brake pads, is shall we say, exciting.
We eventually arrive, after 290 miles, at the Aire at St Lary Soulan (N42 49.348' E0 19.397'), our stopping place for the night. Compared to the temperatures we have been used to for the past few weeks, it is distinctly cool, at only 14C. We even have to have the heating on in the morning.
Friday, 14th April 2017 The Easter weather gremlin continues. Coast is shrouded in mist, until about 11:00, but, then the sun burns it's way through, and we have blue sky with a few fluffy white clouds and a scorching 25C. One of our shorter circular cycle rides (11.5miles), brings us to well over 80 miles for the week. Kathleen is now contemplating going for the 100!
Kathleen goes to church in the evening, since it is Good Friday. Later, when I go to pick her up, on the scooter, we notice various statues etc are being assembled outside of the church. We attempt to ask one of the people arranging them, at what time something is likely to happen. Ten o'clock (in the evening, we are told. So, we defy the laws on Pensioners being out after 19:00, and head to the town at 21:30. Sure enough, there is an enormous parade of religious statues.
There are many, many people taking part, some dressed in what, to me, appear rather sinister costumes, reminiscent of the Klan, but, clearly, these costumes must predate that dreadful organisation. There are at least two marching bands, one consisting entirely of drums, and the other, a brass band.
Saturday, 15th April 2017 Sun, blue sky, with light cloud, and 23C. I did say that I thought Kathleen would decide to go for the 100 miles, and sure enough, we do a cycle ride along the coast, which brings us 103 miles for the week.
There is a Music Festival on, at present, in Benicassim. There is a massive temporary campsite, and, the Festival Site is on the edge of town, with shuttle busses provided to take people to the site. In addition, it would appear, there is live music at some of the bars/cafes. It would seem it it is free. The photographs are of a bar called Rock Cafe, near Cafe Vincente, which, we have never seen open, for the past six weeks, but, today, it is buzzing! Sunday, 16th April 2017 Sun, blue sky, with light cloud, and 23C. A short cycle ride, followed by chores (we have to prepare for departure), washing, hair washing etc. Monday, 17th April 2017 Another day of Easter Gremlins for the weather. The forecast says is will be Sun 22C, but, the reality is cloudy, windy and 19C, with a definite threat of rain. The sun manages to shine for a few hours, but, then, in the evening the rain comes, although, just a shower. There is a wholesale exodus of the noisy Spanish, to be replaced by more, quieter, Spanish. Scooter, bicycles etc all loaded.
Friday, 7th April 2017 Blue sky, sun, 22C. A trip to Lidl, to buy beer, and steaks. It so happens, they have a "special" on Cycling Gear, Kathleen decides that her raised cycling skills, demand a new Cycling Helmet. After lunch, we go on a short cycle ride, toward Orapesa.
There is an excellent cycle track, but as we have cycled along on it on previous occasions, we have noticed there are also tracks running between the cycle track and the coast, and we decide to explore these. About 2.5 miles from Bonterra Park, there is a ramp down from the cycle track, at a point where there is a lone house, alongside the cycle track. I am being very precise about this, because, we discover, it is the place where, it would appear, young ladies go for a spot of nude swimming, since there are several of them
frollicing in the water, starkers So, chaps, this is how you find it. I suggest to Kathleen, we could stop and have a picnic there, but, she is not having any of it. I don't have any photographs either, you will have to make do with scenic shots. In addition to not being too keen on the nude swimmers, Kathleen is not too happy with the rather rough and stoney track.
We eventually find a spot where we can scramble up to the "official" cycle track. As you can see, the new cycle helmet has done wonders for Kathleen's cycling, she would never have got up this hill in her old cycling helmet. At several points along the coast, there are towers. They have the appearance of Windmills, but, they are, or were, watchtowers. They were originally built so that the
inhabitants of the area could keep a watch for marauding pirates, or other enemies, probably, the English. Many of them, this one in particular are very well preserved, considering they were built in the 1500's In fact, they are slightly better preserved that the old man holding it up (me). Saturday, 8th April 2017 Sunshine, blue sky, 22C. Today is a 50% hypothetical day. By that, I mean, hypothetically, if Kathleen had grey hair, and, dyed her her hair, then, today, is the day, I would, hypothetically be called upon to dye her hair. By lunch time, the day changed from hypothetical, to real.
In a bid to show that the morning has not been wasted, Kathleen excels, with a lunch of cooked meats, cheese, and bread. Kathleen took these photographs, of me, being looked after, because, she says, I send out a biased view of how well cared for I am. Oh, and, she told me I was to be sure to tell everyone how lucky I am!
Which I enjoy with a nice glass of Rioja.
But, Kathleen cannot resist showing off her frugal lunch, not even any alcohol, well, 1% alcohol shandy does not count. I think this is hint from Kathleen, that strategically holding my plate to mask my middle, is not enough. In the evening, confusion reigns.
We are led to believe there will be a parade, from the church, presumably in connection with Palm Sunday, and, that, tomorrow, there will be a Marathon (running). As Kathleen heads off to church, there is a Half-Marathon In-line Skates race going on. After that, there is a half marathon running race. No sign of the parade from the church. Sunday, 9th April 2017 Sunshine, blue sky, 22C. Today is, apparently, Palm Sunday, the plan was to go into town because there was due to be a procession and other festivities. The procession did take place, but, we, along with numerous other people, went at wrong time, and missed it all! Consoled ourselves with a 12 mile bicycle ride along the coast, followed by an excellent lunch, cooker by my goodself, and, ably assisted by Kathleen. Monday, 10th April 2017
Sunshine, blue sky, 22C. Although we feel like we have not done very much, we have actually done quite a bit today. Fifteen miles of cycling, initially through the countryside, returning via the coast. Making toasted sandwiches, in a frying pan! The method is courtesy of our neighbour Rose. Basically, you butter one slice bread on the "wrong side", put in the filling (ham and cheese, in our case), place the sandwich in a hot, dry frying pan, butter side down, and press down with spatula. After about three minutes, remove, butter the "wrong side" of the top slice, turn over and return to frying pan, butter side down and press down with spatula, Remove after about three minutes. It is done. Tasted delicious, from now on, when we have these, we will think of Rose (and Jeff)! Since this is our last week here, and, it is Easter weekend looming, we do some wine and spirits shopping (to take home). Tuesday 11th April 2017 Sunshine, blue sky, 22C. Our Jim Reeves sing a like neighbour, Karl, and his partner, Wendy, left this morning, heading home.
We spend the morning feeding Kathleen's desire to do 80 miles per week of walking and/or cycling, by cycling to Castellon-de-la-Plana, then return via the coast, stopping off at Penguin for lunch. That is another 21 miles, to bring us to 50 miles for the week, so far (3 days in). Tomorrow, our other neighbours, Jeff and Rose, are leaving, heading a little further south, to Valencia. We had a very pleasant evening drinking wine and chatting to them. We will be sad to see them go, a very nice couple, who, hopefully, we will meet again, perhaps, here, next year. It was Rose who told us about the "toasted sandwich in a frying pan", mentioned above, so, she will be remembered everytime we have a toasted sandwich! Wednesday 12th April 2017 Blue sky, sun, 23C.
We have a day off from the cycling, contenting ourselves with a couple of coastal walks. We try a different bar for our refreshing beer, whilst walking, Cerveceria Gambrinus, in the main street. Two beers for 3.60Euro, and we get two free, and delicious, tapas, plus excellent friendly service from the lone waitress. There are more and more of the "over winter" visitors leaving, and the Spanish Easter holidays have clearly begun. More and more Spanish Families arriving, which is, generally, very nice, and, of course, we are in Spain, but, they are incredibly noisy! Thursday 13th April 2017 Typical Easter weather! The forecast says sun and 23C, the reality is cloud and 13C. The good news is, by 10:30, the forecast has come good, blue sky, sunshine and 23C. As soon as the sun comes out, we head off on our daily cycle ride, a 15 mile circuit today, because, Kathleen feels the 12 mile circuit is now "too easy" for her! After the cycle ride, we sit in the sun, and observe the antics of the Spanish Family who are parked behind us. There appears to be six adults and three children, in a caravan which cannot be more than four birth! Lunch at Pizzeria Danubio, this is the first time in four visits to Benicassim we have seen the place open. It is quite pleasant, and at only 17Euro for two Pizzas and half a litre of red wine, not expensive. Kathleen decides to treat me to Ice Cream at "Mama Luisa's". I have the "large" size, which is too much even for an icecream lover, such as myself. Goodness knows what the "X-large" is like! Have to say, however, it is not the best icecream I have had in Benicassim, the Torre St Vincente, holds that honour, so far... Kathleen does her church duty, in the evening. There is lots of Police activity, the high street is closed off to traffic, there are a couple of Police cars parked, with blue lights flashing, and, even a stage set up outside of the Church. It looks as if some event may be going take place, but, although we hang around waiting for a half hour of so, nothing transpires.
