Waking in Windsor. Didn't expect that...

It was already well after 10 pm as we set off in the camper from the Jon Gomm concert. Only the voice of Ms GPS to lead us to one of only two camper parking sites this side of Greater London. Forty minutes of darkness, rain and 267 roundabouts later we park at our mystery destination. Where are we, it's too dark to tell.
Morning breaks to reveal our new neighbour is HRH in Windsor Castle (this is her weekender). We are smack in the centre of Windsor, beside the Thames. So we have spent an unexpected day visiting her (castle), Eton College, the odd shop or 86, and walking the banks of the Thames. Quite nice. Tomorrow, Yorkshire to see family. I may be bit quiet in coming days as we spend time with them. Ciao.Read more