But there is much to say for still being in this exquisitely manicured bubble. Here is a place were, when camping you sleep to mother natures whims, not to whenever you choose to turn the light off and stop. we would be less productive without electricity powering our existence.

It started with the romans, who believed that cagey mother nature through building bridges and aqueducts made them gods themselves, little has changed philosophical, just that the technology has improved. Yet for all the technology we still have our Vesuvius moments when the world, harshly treated and abused by us, repays that tenfold and with interest, mocking our claims of advancement by knocking down our achievements easily and without breaking sweat.

So here camp in a field exposed to the elements and all that stands between us is a thin sheet of waterproof fabric, microscopically thick. But it's still fun and a little bit harde than normal, which can add to the fun. We have been blessed with great weather so far, which makes the holiday better than that of it had rained and rained. And the on day it was overcast we could happily use as a lazy day around the campsite and village, touring the tourist shops and the Norman priory.



The priory is pretty impressive as a building and it's size and girth indicates how important it must have been for the area when it was founded and became a working abbey priory. We must always remember that you could compare a medieval Abbey Priory and its satellite abbey's as the great multinationals of their days

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