Here are a few photos from our 5 mile walk up to Parson’s Folly or ‘the tower’ at the top of Bredon Hill. It Is customary to take a walk after Sunday lunch and in spite of the misty rain and the fresh breeze at the top, we forged on. We are looking west towards Tewkesbury and you can see the River Avon winding through the patchwork of fields. On a clear day you can supposedly see 5 counties. The tower was built on the site of an Iron Age (200 bc) hill fort and you can see the barrow and rampart that protected it. You will also see the ‘elephant rock’ that stands nearby and the peapickers that I traveled with. Bredon Hill stands at 930 feet and the tower makes it an even 1000 feet, which no doubt was inspired by some arcane idea of British one-upmanship. Our reward at the end of our journey was freshly made scones and jam with cups of tea. I’m hoping that this is the end of your challenges, Paul, as this wonderful journey wore me out! But it was totally worth it!
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