Stratford and along the Avon

In one of those odd little bits of symmetry i like to fill my life with i spent my first proper day (as in not a weekend or bank holiday) unemployed (or between jobs shall we say) in Stratford-upon-Avon.

It was to Stratford i went just before i found out my services were no longer needed at the uni. So the Bard's town bookends 2 months of uncertainty and secrecy.  Stratford is my go-to-town when i need a diversion and while it is still cold there are signs of Spring with boats a-plenty on the Avon. You can see my photos here.