Our B&B features a windmill, a river frontage and a railway, the railway has a train every 30 minutes and, as we are close to an unmanned crossing the drivers toot their horns. Fortunately the last train seems to be around 11pm and we were not woken early this morning so it is not too bad.
When we lived in West Sussex we drove past Rye a few times en-route to Dover or Folkestone to catch the ferry to France but for some reason we have never visited the town before. We should have as it is a well preserved medieval town. The French came over in 1377 and burnt the town down so most of the buildings were built in the hundred years following this catastrophe.
In return a band of Rye men went over to France and burnt one of their towns down, serves them right.
Rye is one of the Cinque ports and was an important port both for trade and fighting with the French but the harbour area is prone to being silted up so now it is only used for small fishing boats and pleasure boats.
We spent an enjoyable day wandering around the town taking lots of out of focus pictures of the lovely old buildings and cobbled streets.
Yesterday we asked our B&B host where were good places to eat in town and he spent ages highlighting about 10 places he recommended on a map but being old and forgetful we left the map behind when we ventured out last night
As we could not remember the places he mentioned we had dinner in one not on his list but it was still good so it looks like we won’t starve during our stay.
The picture of pebble penguins below is part of the Pebble Memorial to the Mary Stanford Lifeboat which sank in 1928 with the loss of 17 lives, what was tragic about the accident is that the crew from the ship in difficulty had already been saved but the lifeboat crew did not see the flare calling off the rescue because of the atrocious weather.
Off to another National Trust property tomorrow, a full, boring report will follow.
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