West Kennet Avenue

After breakfast we set off for Avebury, taking in Woodhenge along the way.  Unfortunately Avebury was a little bit further than we thought. We didn’t have enough time there because we had a timed ticket for Stonehenge at 2pm.  The Avebury experience wasn’t helped by roadworks that made access to the main interests difficult.   All we had time for was a cup of tea, a quick look at the museum and some of the stones and a brief visit to the book shop (where I regret not buying two books that caught my eye).

Woodhenge

As we left to make our way to Stonehenge we briefly stopped to photograph Silbury Hill.  Our viewpoint was not from the normal visitor carpark, but from the side of the road. From this viewpoint the hill looked particularly impressive set against the rest of the landscape.

Silbury Hill

On arrival at Stonehenge we had lunch in the new cafe before picking up our tickets from the kiosk where there was no queuing unlike my previous visits.  I have to say I am very impressed with the new visitor arrangements and the re-connection of the stones to their landscape environment. More on this in a future blog post.

Stonehenge

After the Stonehenge experience we dropped the car off at the hotel.  Mum retired to the hotel to give her leg a well earned rest and Mr C and I strolled to the Cathedral so that we could enjoy the magnificent building in the sunshine (see ‘Back from my Travels’).

As luck would have it our first choice of  restaurant was booked up at the time we wanted so we resorted to plan B, ending up in ‘The Haunch of Venison’.  This was a perfect venue for our D-Day celebration.  A charming young gentleman waited on us and the food was delicious.  We found that the waiter was originally from Bromsgrove (not far from us). Along the way he told us that his potential professional football career had been terminated when he broke his leg.  After the meal he and Mum (both having broken a leg) were sharing stories and comparing ankle swellings…

After the ankle comparisons we strolled back to the hotel for a nightcap before retiring for the night.

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A Place for Sleep

Sunlight

The Moon and the Cathedral Spire

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The White Hart

We set off in good time and when the time came we stopped at a tea shop for elevenses at a place we tried to stop at a few years ago on another visit to Wiltshire. On that occasion we aborted the attempt, some sort of event was going on which meant parking in a muddy field and my shoes weren’t suitable for trekking back across the field to the tea shop.

After a refreshing cup of tea we resumed our journey, stopping along the way for lunch at Bourton on the Water.  After lunch we did a bit of window shopping before continuing on our journey to Salisbury. When we arrived at the hotel ‘The White Hart’ we realised that it did not have a lift!!  This is very unusual for a Mercure hotel and I wondered how Mum would cope with her leg up and down the stairs.  You might recall that she broke her leg last October and we had to abort a family holiday.  This Salisbury trip was the long awaited rescheduled weekend away.

When we had unpacked and settled in we strolled across the road to have dinner in a pub right next to the hotel.   Afterwards we returned to the hotel for a nightcap before retiring for a good nights sleep.

The White Hart Hotel

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Salisbury Cathedral
I have returned from a weekend away in Salisbury.  It is a long time since my last visit, on which occasion I didn’t quite get to visit Salisbury Cathedral.  On this occasion I was able venture inside and it was well worth the wait.

I am now busily sorting the photographs I took and will be posting about the holiday in the next few days.  Until then, here is a photograph of the Cathedral for you to enjoy.

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The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.

Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

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Synopsis (from the book cover):

In this true, fascinating and very moving story, Ted Cowling takes the reader through his childhood to his enlistment into the RAF on 4th September 1939. He describes his brushes with death in the skies over Europe and his part in a top secret and highly dangerous mission to Russia in 1941, upon which the course of the Second World War turned.

In 1944 he saved the lives of his crew and was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross “For courage and devotion to duty on service whilst flying against the enemy”. He became “Top Gun” instructor and married the beautiful young WAAF who one night saved his life. After the RAF he entered the world of entrepreneur. Success followed but with it desperate tragedy and sadness.

Review:

The book tells Ted’s life story starting with his childhood and his desire to fly. This desire led him to volunteer to join the RAF at the outbreak of WWII.  The books takes us through his days serving with Bomber Command and Coastal Command in WWII and his near brushes with death.  Whilst serving in Coastal Command he was hand picked to fly on a top secret and highly dangerous mission to deliver President Roosevelt’s personal envoy through the arctic circle to meet Stalin.  His recollection of the events provides a personal detailed account of this historical moment.

After this mission to the arctic circle he was allowed to train as a pilot and realise his dream to fly aircraft. On completion of his training he returned to Bomber Command as a pilot.  When his stint in Bomber Command ended he was transferred to Training Command to become a ‘top gun’ instructor. This was where he again faced death, leading him to meet his future wife.

On retiring from the RAF he became an entrepreneur, initially starting out working for Bates and Hunt (Agriculture) and later ending up running his own business.

His personal life however was tinged with sadness. In the later chapters of the book he reflects on how lucky he was to survive the war and meet the love of his life, his thoughts then move on to how he paid the price later.

I thoroughly recommend the book.  It gives a personal account of important events in our history.

After-note:

From the May 2014 edition of the ‘Wrekin News’:

Local man Ted Cowling looks like having to wait for the opportunity of receiving the Medal of Ushakov in his recognition of the bravery shown by a few select airmen who flew an American diplomat to Archangel in Russia to pave the way for Arctic convoys.

The convoys went some way to helping Russia fight on the Western Front against German invaders, and so helped shorten the war.

Ted (aged 94) has had confirmation the medal will be awarded him in the Russian Embassy in London, but the Ukrainian situation must throw some doubt about the award taking place in the near future.

The full article can be read here.

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