The local sheep regularly walk round the village eating all the flower tubs and making a nuisance of themselves. After discussing the sheep's unsociable habits with the landlady it wouldn't be a complete surprise to see local lamb on the menu. And I thought they were cute, oops.
On the way to Chepstow we called at Symonds Yat Rock which overlooks a spectacular gorge through which the River Wye flows.
My new plastic mac is still dry! Easter Day and lovely weather in Gloucestershire. This is looking north up the River Wye.
Peregrines and goshawks nest in the cliffs here.
Well fed and only a few miles away, we were all ready for Chepstow Races tomorrow!
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