Sunday 9th June 2019



We had wanted to visit Frampton-on-Severn but, to save us walking an extra mile there and a mile back, we moved down the canal for just over a mile to be closer, my back having been giving a fair bit of trouble.

The mooring was not the best. We were on chains but the tall grass on the bank was higher than the roof, with the grass resting against the sides, which leads to bugs entering the boat if windows are opened.

We walked into Frampton, past the old Cadbury’s factory. Frampton reputedly has the longest village green in Britain which is 100 yards wide and over ½ mile long. The green has three ponds along its length and is so big it even includes the village cricket pitch. There is a mix of Tudor and Georgian houses with large, older properties on one side, including Frampton Court that has been owned by the Clifford family since the 11th century. Manor Farm, also on the green, dates from the 15th century and has a timber framed Wool Barn. It was a lovely walk along the green.



     

                                       
                                                                                          Manor Farm            
                                                                    
          
                                                                                       Manor Farm Wool Barn



     

                   
                                                                             Frampton-on-Severn Village Green                                                      

             
                                                                                           The Three Hourseshoes



We stopped off at the Three Horse Shoes, an atmospheric place, and sat outside in gorgeous sunshine. We fell into company with two other boating couples and had a really nice time. One of these couples reckoned they were continuous cruisers and yet never leave the 16 miles of the G&S Canal.

We walked back across a field at the back of the village, past the church. Back on the boat we kept our Sunday with a roast dinner. 



Weather: a hot, sunny day.



Day Total: 0 locks; 1 mile; 0 Tunnels; 1 Swing Bridge; 0 Lift Bridges; 0 Boat Lift; engine running hours 0.4

Overall Total: 539 locks; 973 miles; 46 tunnels; 17 Swing Bridges; 5 Lift Bridges; 2 Boat Lifts; engine running hours 624.4

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