Lunch at “The Fox”:
Our coach driver, Norman, must have felt buffeted by the conflicting directions shouted from the back and front of the coach as to what route he should take, I felt there may have been an element of some of us not recalling the area as precisely as our minds had led us to believe, but without mishap we arrived at The Fox at Great Barrington.

We spent several hours enjoying a goodly selection of food washed down appropriately with local ale and porter. After the fiasco in Cheltenham, we decided to come back through Moreton-in-the-Marsh and join the Motorway near Warwick.