A Tale of Old Stones - some you can touch and some you most definitely can't - part one
As I have said, the next couple of weeks were not super organized. I had booked a car. And I had book ended the time by booking in time at Hillfield Friary in Dorset at the end. I had also booked somewhere to stay in Salisbury on the first night. I had also decided I wanted to go to Stonehenge which was on the way to Salisbury Cathedral - which I wanted to visit for some unknown reason - maybe John Constable. Monday morning I set out for Heathrow Airport. Not to fly anywhere, but because the answer to my question to Google about where to hire a car from on London was Heathrow - biggest selection and best deals. So off I headed. Re-reading what I needed I was a little anxious - I did not have an international drivers license. (turned out that because I am from Aotearoa-New Zealand and my license is in English it was all good). The journey out was not simple or cheap. The Elizabeth line was down and the simplest way from Paddington was the Express. And then I had to negotiate where ...