What The Dickins!!!

‘Pon the Saturday we braved the plunging temperatures and the ice clad roads to meet with friends in frost bitten counties.

Our journey took us to Rochester where as the season would demand it, they were having a Dickensian Christmas Fayre.

We skidded along icy paths, making our way from one mulled wine stand to another.

We shiverred as we gazed at smoke and steam rising from the old houses and we looked on in awe at the commanding stance of the old castle (dates back to 1127).

We stood mesmerised by the gilded carousel (too tipsy to consider boarding the spinning horses).

All in all we had a jolly marvellous time and even made it back to London before we transformed to pumpkins.

I would like to revisit Rochester, perhaps next time we shall go during Spring.