We spotted a Vauxhall Omega 3.2 V6 estate down over the bank, it had a private number plate beginning with V6 xxx. It was really tatty, the tailgate was dented and the bird sh!t on the roof was an inch thick where it had been parked under the trees for ever and a day. What a shame.
Onward, and we stopped in Brewood (Brood) for lunch. A lovely spot on the visitor moorings and so quiet too.
|Big boys toys.|
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We're back on the Staffs and Worcs now on the visitor moorings. So we're pumped out, fully watered and dieseled up = a clear mind.
Lucy? Fed and watered, and she's still mythering.