I started my day with a dangerous run. How can running be dangerous? Easily when you live in the country and at 6:45 you meet an angry farmer as someone left his gate open and his pigs were now in the adjacent field munching on the wheat. Dangerous indeed when he asks if it was me? I denied all knowledge, especially as I did not know the big gate opened and was running to the gate in question not away, but he was clearly not convinced. He demanded I stand by why he rounded up a sow with the help of his reluctant sheep dog who clearly thought this chore was not in his job description. After about 5 minutes with the farmer swearing and muttering the whole time he begrudgingly let me go. I did not have the heart to tell him (or the braveness) that on the other side of the field were two more sows!
Hope they get out before harvesting or there will be pork flavoured bread on the menu! I was glad to get home alive if somewhat later than expected.
Today we headed to Castle Drogo, England’s newest Castle, it was completed in 1930. 
Unfortunately since completion it has had a leaky roof. National Trust are in the process of doing a huge renovation on it, so really not much to see when you go inside. I have to say NT have done a great job to ensure you have the best visit possible amidst the building. The walls are decorated with huge copies of letters documenting the building from the laying of its foundations in 1912, through the war years to completion. We will go back in 5 years when it is done!
The gardens were lovely
and no garden would be complete without a Robin, but this poor little fellow was far from complete, I wonder what happened to his tail?!
Usual service with the views over the Teign Valley
shazruns 
Ah… Bringing back memories of school trips. None of it looks familiar though, actually… But I know I’ve been. There, and … Mmmm… Berry Pomeroy (?sp?) a motte and bailey (get me and my castle knowledge, oh yes) one somewhere in the moderate vicinity of Devon.
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Ahhh picturing you now in grey shorts with grubby knees!
You did well to catch such a good angle of the Manx robin( my name for him).
I don`t run through unfamiliar fields. Just don`t want angry farmers or bulls after me!
I love Drogo – you can definitely see why it was built there. If you go down the hunters path to Fingle Bridge, there is, in my opinion, one of the best pubs in the county!
Nice to meet you today!! 🙂
We drove to Fingle Bridge and had a nose and have marked it as a walk to do soon, especially now it is the best pub in the country! Nice to meet you too sorry for the sweaty hand and apologies could not hang around after. Next week!
Haha don’t worry about sweaty hands! I think I was as bad, being marshal number 4 means travelling quite a long distance! I did get some running done because of it though. I don’t know if I am going to be able to do 5k again for a couple of week – I haven’t been running properly for ages.
Course you can. I am Marshall at back next week I think so we coud pootle together? In fact I think you would be way ahead as last runner took 50 mins this week.
Go on then! I will see you next week 🙂
Fab will let u know if they don’t want me to be tail runner!
Cool! If you aren’t at the back, then let me know where you are and I’ll make sure to say hi.
Deal
beautiful castle! but what a nasty old farmer 😦