Spent Saturday night in Craven Arms, so that I could get a quick start in
the morning. I'd forgotten so much. You folks are right. It IS the most ugly
town in Shropshire.
However, the B&B was fascinating - it seemed to be a 'lads' B&B - doubt
whether any women have stayed there (or if they have I bet they never came
back). The Stokesay Castle Hotel is pub run by a guy called Steve who, I
suspect, could become a cult character. The rooms were clean if not
inspirational, no towels and no working light in the bathroom - Steve simply
put on the shaving mirror light. And this morning the guy who was supposed
to cook my breakfast overslept. There was me wondering around the ground
floor, with all of the doors locked and the alarms on! Still Steve hear me
stumbling around, got up and made breakfast for me and the other tow guests
(both lads).
Whatever else Craven Arms is, it is not a tourist centre. But in their own
sweet way they were very welcoming!
Walked from Croven Arms, along the Shropshire Way, onto the Mynd ridge at
'Rabbit Warren' and then walked along the ridge to Poll Bank. Didn't see a
soul until I met some cyclists while I was having my sandwiches at Pole
Bank. Wonderful walking.
--
Andy Howell
Birmingham, UK
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