Mia and I walked from the Anglebury's House to the North Mill, which I felt immediately connected to, not only because the owner and manager of the place was extremely welcoming and open but because the former mill and the whole surrounding area had something rather special about them.
Because it would be raining throughout the day, or at least that's what the meteorological forecast had said we decided to get on the train and venture into a city with a lot more indoor things to see, with Dorchester having been the elected one.
Lying on the banks of the river Frome and being the home and inspiration of the author Thomas Hardy, whose novel The Mayor of Casterbridge was based on the town with its roots believed to stem back to pre-historic times Dorchester sounde quite appealing despite the rain.
We walked through the Eldridge Pope Brewery dating back to 1881 and its adjacent area on our way towards the High West street where many of the notable buildings are located at.
We visited the Church of St. Peter which mostly dates from 1420-21 and is originally believed to be the site of a Roman temple. I was rather surprised to see two effigies of knights in the South chapel but according to something I read they may have been brought into the Church at the time of the dissolution of certain monasteries.
I was impressed with some of the stone carvings and sculptures not to mention the beautiful glazed glass windows.
As we headed towards the Town House excavated in the North West corner of the town we stopped briefly in front of the statue of Thomas Hardy, whose "Mayor of Casterbrdge televison version marked my adolescent-adulthood period amd whose recent film adaptation of "Jude the obscure" I have "worked" as potential material for the lunch time gathering classes.
The strolling around the Roman remains was quite interesting despite the strong rain and particularly because there were some rather informative panels with pictures of the supposedly original rooms the mosaics had pertained to, which were an entrance hall, a corridor and a living space, the owner's study and office and finally a bedroom.
The rain intensified as we approached one of main streets but we couldn't get refuge in the church because it was closed so we walked into the Tutankhamun treasures Museum shop filled with replicas, though we chose to visit the Terracotta warriors museum instead, which was justa few metres away.
Devoted to the world famous discovery the Museum displayed amidst Chinese antiquities and reconstructions of costumes and armour a selected group of warriors replicated by Museum tecnicians in both China and the United Kingdom, we were told. I soon realised I was not supposed to take pictures, though it was already too late, as I had taken quite a few.
We sat through a thoroughly informative film that took us back to the China of over 2000 years ago, which set the overall scene.
We were particularly satisfied with the way things had worked out despite the weather and by the time we reached the train station we were still in for some further adventures.