Joel took a deep breath and plunged into the traffic leaving Gatwick on the...."other" side of the road. Siri and I were very still except for an occasional quiet chant of "keep left, keep left". He managed to get us to our little house in Bere Regis in Dorset without incident although I think he was definitely in need of that pint of cider we had with dinner.
The little house that Siri had found for us was a delight. Formerly a corner store it had two bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs and a comfy sitting room and kitchen down. We spent 4 nights there in lovely comfort.
Along the trail down to the beach were these wild brassicas, ancestors of all our cabbages, cauliflowers, broccoli, kohlrabi, Brussels sprouts, and kale.
We also fulfilled another of our England trip requirements, a cream tea at a little shop there. Scones, strawberry jam, Devon cream and tea.
Then back to Bere Regis and dinner and a pint and free wi-fi at the local pub.