The staircase |
Walls as thick as my arm is long |
The mantlepiece is very high |
700 years, that's more than triple the age of the first dwelling built by white man in Sydney Cove.
We were headed towards Bath, looking for our next rest stop for Sunday night. It was getting late in the afternoon, so we knew available accommodation would start to fill quickly. We stopped at a little village about 5 miles out of Bath - the pub was full for the night, they suggested we try the George, in the next town, Norton St Philip, Somerset. And that's how we stumbled upon the most historic hotel in Britain, which can be dated back to the 1300s.
The floor of our room had been repaired numerous times over the centuries, resulting in an uphill down dale effect which was rather difficult to negotiate in darkness on the way to the bathroom. The dungeon had been transformed into a lounge, with the front bar located partway through the middle. The mantlepieces above the fireplaces are so high, i had to raise mys arm above my head to reach. Needless to say we have an entire album of photos. I think the barman was quite impressed by our enthusiasm for the history and gave us a booklet documenting the history and restoration. The George has been a very special highlight of this most amazing trip.
No lunchtime stops at pubs today, giving the tummy a rest.
Driving through the Cottswolds has brought us back into the thatched roof territory, which is always may delight.
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