St Albans is a small town surrounding a big church
Nearby there is a pub claimed to be the oldest pub in England called 'Ye Olde Fighting Cocks'. We had an ale there however I think I spent more time photographing it than drinking it. Sarah explained to Aunt Barbara his was normal if a little odd.
'Ye Olde Fighting Cocks' and 'Ye New Ugly Land Rover'
A beer in the oldest pub in England
We headed for High Street (each town generally has one named as such, in Australia we refer to it as the main drag) where we walked around the markets. Even though Aunt Barbara isn't too fleet, she managed to lose me in the crowd, much to Sarah's amusement.
Look mum, someone on the opposite side of the world
has the same crockery as us!
Mim joined us tonight ready for our next phase of the trip.
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