OK, so heres the story of the first day - well the first part of it at least....
It started off in the morning, at about 10.30 in the bar of the Saffron hotel - we had coffee and a good chat there while we waited for Hertz to turn up.
Eventually, we got word that Hertz was in town, and he had the German girls with him, but being Hertz he likes to travel in style - nothing too ostentatious, but comfortable you know
Then after a couple of hours of chatting we decided to go for a walk around Saffron, At this point people needed to move their cars as they were in limited time parking spaces or the car park ticket was going to run out, so we decided to park just down the road in a couple of side streets that Hertz found.
satisfied with the parking, we headed off hootfoot into town.
There was a small market on in the town square, and Royster leapt into action and promptly disappeared into the melee of bargain hunters and old grannies with walking sticks. Hertz and Mataji were resolving their earlier dispute by having a duel, whilst Rob and Mentos were lining up to see who was quickest on the draw - it was tense stuff!
Beaten, Rob could do nothing but look on in disbelief whilst Corinna and Christiane - being the professionals that they are - continued to shoot the Hertz/Mataji duel.
After a quick headcount, there was a sudden realisation that one of us was missing in action - so we all had a giggle about it, then decided that we should go find plasticSpanner.
Hertz and Mataji disappeared up here...
And the rest of us went around the way that we came in the hope of heading him off at the pass. Hertz and Mataji returned from their hunting expedition triumphant, and once reunited, the gang headed off up a hill on the way out of Saffron Walden, the hill was quite steep, and after a short while we became a little bit separated, Corinna asked Plasticspanner where we were heading - "I'm following you" he said, as the rest of the gang pondered where they were going to turn next.
This way! came a cry, and with nobody having a clue or a better idea of where to go, off we headed down the hill. We could see the church from here, so we decided to head there.
near the bottom of a hill, there was what appeared to be a museum - and whats more, it was a beer museum, with free entry!!! So a decision was made to defer the church in favour of the beer museum.
Inside, the exhibits were all encased in aluminium barrels far from the public gaze, but a few of the gang were expert beerologists, and could spot the tell-tale signs that somewhere within the local strata there was hidden delights to be had.
after a conversation with the beer nuseum staff, and bribing them with copious amounts of money (Robs money to be exact) we secured access to samples of the hidden treasure. Mentos, Magda and Corinna sat and wondered at this beautiful exhibit, then promptly drank it,
After all of the treasure was exhausted, we decided to carry on on our quest to get to the church on time, Rob stood up and flung his coat on, Royster, Magda and plasticspanner had to move quickly to avoid getting the corners of Robs coat in their eyes.
Rob had underestimated the speed at which he threw his coat on, and realised too late that he he had in fact severed his head - "Wheres my camera gone!" he shouted, fumbling around in the dark as he couldn't really see it at this point due to having no head, Mentos took pity on him and gave him a sorry look - which seemed to work as quite soon after that, Rob managed to get his head back in place - weird eh?
Once out of the beer museum, we found ourselves back in the market square, Rob had to phone headquarters to confirm that his head was indeed back in the correct position, fitted and working.
After a short while of studying the lovely melons on display in the market area...
We headed for the church, at the church, we wandered around looking at this and that, there were old parts and new parts of the church, I decided to look at an old part - there was no colour in them days
then once back outside, I heard Hertz say that he was going to take a photo of the little old gravestones - we knew his eyesight was a bit dodgy, but...
At this point, we were in the dead centre of Saffron Walden...
We then decied to head out of town, and that my friends is a whole new story.