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Eggy bread for breakfast to use up everything that was in the fridge then Julie and I went round the flea market, while Andrea and Catherine went to mass. The  market is always good, with lots of little stalls with a variety of antiques. Bought a couple of necklaces, a wedgewood cream jug, a silver ladle, and a silver serving spoon with the initial C on it.

Lunch in the Rising Sun, back to the cottage to finish clearing up, and then the walk to station. Rather bizarrely we saw a bishop, complete with purple frock, flowing cape and crook walking past the cottage. Of course, we had to ask him if he was real or in fancy dress. He assured us he was real, as was the crook, and he turned out to be the Bishop of Hereford.

Uneventful journey back, someone sitting in some of our seats who told us that they'd been treble booked, but didn't believe him! Great weekend as always.