As our route brought us towards the Trent and Mersey Canal, we were thrilled to see a Heron in flight. It briefly perched in a tree, before setting off on its way again, a treat to see.
We followed the canal under a handful of bridges meeting cyclists and dog-walkers along the way, until we reached Swarkestone lock. There we met a couple of narrowboaters about to enter the lock, and offered a helping hand. This was gratefully accepted and we helped with opening and closing the gates before waving them off on their journey.
If, you turn right out of Mercia Marina, you'll be on your way to Fradley Junction. From here you can head up the T&M through Great Haywood to Stone, the Staffordshire market town 7 miles south of Stoke on Trent.
The two Princes were converted to Christianity by St. Chad. One version of the story tells of how one day, while out hunting, they followed a white hart which led them to the saint, who was living as a hermit. St. Chad preached to the Princes and later baptised them. One of the King’s noblemen, Werebode, informed the King that two Princes had defied him and become Christians. The King was so angry at their defiance that he swore he would kill his sons. The two Princes managed to flee but the King rode after them and killed Rufin at Burston and Wulfad at Stone.
The Queen had their bodies buried together on the spot where Wulfad had fallen, and in accordance with Saxon custom, a large cairn of stones was placed over the grave. Wulfhere was overcome with remorse and eventually visited St. Chad to seek absolution, and in about 670 AD allowed the Queen to build a small priory on the site of the Princes grave. A small village began to grow around the priory, and was known as Stanes (Anglo-Saxon for stones) after the cairn of stones. Over the centuries the name became Stone.
Rufin and Wulfad are depicted in two of the windows in St Michael and St Wulfad’s Church. There is an altar dedicated to the Stone Martyrs in the Roman Catholic Church.
In fact we will have to return in Silver Ann 2 for a longer stay as there is so much to do in Stone: a river walk, Crown Meadow Nature Reserve, a comedy club, a spa, gin bar, restaurant with jazz nights and you are spoilt for choice on places to eat, from traditional British 'Farm to Table' restaurant to Thai, Italian, or American cuisine.
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More treats right on our doorstep in Willington can be found at Bevington’s Tea Room and I visited earlier this week as an early Mother's Day treat with my mum. This quaint white cottage in the village centre is the next-door neighbour of the Dragon, and may well be the cause of some agonising among the hungry over which of the two to visit. Bevington’s has everything you’d hope for in a traditional tea shop: rose-patterned wallpaper; vintage china, both on display and on the table; tea in proper teapots; fancy cups; sugar lumps with tongs; excellent tea and coffee; and a wide range of sweet and savoury delights.
You’re also assured of a friendly welcome, especially when you use your Silver Ann 2 discount card. If you’re lucky you might also be party to some of Mark’s banter with his regulars. They were discussing the next day’s lunch menu when we arrived; Mark was jokingly pondering adding Thai curry to the menu but the old boy didn’t fancy the prospect much. He was similarly wary of Coq au Vin, but much keener on Chicken in Red Wine!
As you can see, you won’t be disappointed if you plan to lunch at Bevington’s, and hearty breakfasts are also a speciality. But we were determined to take tea, and our three-tier, tea-for-two stand was piled high with goodies. White and granary sandwiches with beef & horseradish, home-cooked ham, chicken salad and cheese & tomato. Well-risen scones with a choice of strawberry and raspberry jams and clotted cream. And best of all, two thick slabs of sponge cake, which we took home for later. That evening, our verdict was that the salted caramel cake trumped the coffee and walnut. But it was very close.
You can read more about Bevingtons and other places to visit on our 'Things to Do' page here
Bevingtons Tea Room and Gifts, 5, The Green, Willington, DE65 6BP
After leaving the church we walked through Repton village to the ancient Cross. This was the centre of the medieval village, with its Wednesday market and two annual fairs. We admired the historic buildings scattered throughout the village; a 'Repton Trail' leaflet produced by Repton Village History Group provides interesting information on some of these buildings. You can find a copy on board the Silver Ann 2, along with some 'Repton Rambles' leaflets giving routes of some circular walks around the village.
Next we followed our noses to the 'Greedy Pig Butchers' where the delicious aroma of baking pies was wafting out of the doorway. Inside we found an array of tasty goodies: game pie; pheasant orange and port pie; pork pie topped with mango chutney; black pudding pate with beer all particularly caught my eye. There is a traditional meat counter, shelves of chutneys, sauces, baked goods and outside some fresh fruit and vegetables. A real gem of a find for those on a self-catering holiday. We snapped up one of the pies for our tea and can confirm it was as delicious as it smelt!
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Having got to Trent Lock too early ourselves for lunch we ate hearty sausage and mozzarella paninis and home-made cakes at the nature reserve, sat on the decking in the sunshine while grebes and tufted ducks dived for their own grub beneath us. We then made sure the army of wildfowl didn't go hungry either with some healthier bird seeds. Canada Geese and Whooper Swans ate (fairly) gently from the kids' hands. Best of all was a pair of Egyptian geese, with 9 adorable fluffy, days-old black and grey goslings.
Today I visited the charming Derbyshire village of Shardlow, whose rich canal heritage can be seen everywhere you look.
The bright and breezy early spring weather was perfect for a wander along the towpath. With the hawthorn in flower, daffodils in bloom, blossom in the trees and fluffy pussy willow branches it was a picture book scene.
Dan and I were not born and raised in Derbyshire, we hail originally from Sussex, another stunning part of England's wonderful landscape. We relocated about 6 years ago swapping the seaside for some spectacular scenery, and while I may occasionally daydream of the days the beach was a mere 100 yards from my doorstep I have fallen in love with our new surroundings and shall never tire of the amazing countryside of Derbyshire.
Intrigued by the shoe tree I have done a bit of 'googling' once home and cannot find what the significance of it is. There is some reference to a tradition of throwing the shoes of the recently deceased onto tree branches so that their spirit can walk closer to heaven. Other articles refer to "Shoefiti" and say the goal is to create a living, evolving art project, or possibly it begins with one impulsive gesture that catches on with others soon following suit. I have found that the tree has it's own Facebook Page with 59 followers, but there is no useful information there, only two random posts from 2014, and I have found that the tree pre-dates this by at least 10 years. If anyone can enlighten me as to how long the shoe tree has been there and what it's significance is I'd love to know. Does it have pagan roots? Is the tree at the end of a walking route and this started as an impulsive gesture by a walker discarding his old boots??? Who knows?!
We are Dan & Mary-Ann Griffin. Husband and Wife. Parents to Isabelle & James.