Even though it threatened to rain I decided that I was going to spend the day in the Cotswolds, a beautiful part of England that I haven't visited for years. I wandered around the quaint little villages with my Dad, imagining what life would be like living in them...
..."I don't know if I would like it," said Dad, "all these tourists wandering around peering in at your windows and getting in the way.." I rolled my eyes and replied that Positano wasn't really much different in that sense. "Oh, yes, you're right, I didn't think of it like that," he replied.
I noticed quite a lot of old fashioned sweetie shops around, with huge jars of sweets and candies lined up in the windows. We went in and bought cough candy for Dad, and sherbert swizzle sticks and sherbert lipsticks for me and Skye.
It started to rain, but it didn't matter because I saw this sign outside a tea-room:
So we ducked inside and settled down to a Cotswold cream tea with fruit scones, strawberry jam and thick clotted cream. Bliss!