Following my Dad's advice

My Father is a great advocate of R&R days (rest and relaxation). Following his example, we had a R&R day today. A bus to Bourton on the Water and then a gentle amble along the rivers Windrush and Eye to the Slaughters, Lower and Upper. The name is a corruption of d'Schlotre, a knight who came over with William from France and was given this land after the successful conquest of 1066. And inspite of it's name, Upper Slaughter is one of the very few "thankful" villages in the UK. All of the village men who went off to fight in both world wars returned safely. So there is no war memorial in this village.
Another thing my Dad advocates is elevensies, the stopping for a refreshment break at 11am. And guess what time the church clock struck as we strolled into Lower Slaughter? The tea room at the old mill obliged.
Daffodils are giving way to tulips. A mother duck was trying to keep her brood in line as she led them to water. Lambs and foals aplenty. A great day. Thanks, Dad!