Oundle Bound.....

I went to Oundle yesterday, for a day out, to take some photographs, and to enjoy my improved mobility, both on foot and in the car.

Situated in the rather under-appreciated county of Cambridgeshire, between Northampton and Peterborough, this market town is one of the most pictureseque and architecturally pleasing in the region; if not the whole country.

Constructed almost entirely out of Oolitic Sandstone, the old part of the town has a wonderful, honey coloured facade, that despite weathering and traffic pollution still looks fantastic in any light.

Sadly however, like most places today, it is completely choked with traffic, and a forrest of ugly, unsympathetic road signs.

I managed to wander round for about an hour, taking a few shots as below, before holing in up in The Crown for "Ham, egg, & chips"....A rather late "breakfast of champions".

By the way, if you happen to be reading this from America, please believe me that everywhere in the UK is just like this..... There are buxom barmaids with foaming mugs of ale at every inn door, eldery spinsters on bicyles swerve to avoid retired army Colonels. Small boys playing at conkers run between fluffy white sheep that wander about in the lanes. Roses grow in the hedgerows twelve months of the year, it never rains, nobody ever swears, and everyone is on first name terms with Hugh Grant and the Queen!

Anyway, here are some pictures of Oundle......