Goodbye Dorchester

So tonight we had an early dinner at Wetherspoon (sort of a British Denny’s that stays open during the usual closing time from 3-6pm) and noticed that they have free wireless. We had just paid five pounds for an hour at Starbucks in the old Post Office. Oh well. We bought practically the last bouquets at the flower stall for our hostess, three for a pound at the end of the day, and decided again not to take the number 31 bus--it does exist, however, passing us on the walk back to our B&B. Here is John, on Mansell Square, Poundbury. Our B&B is on the street behind him--the Dorset Cereal Factory is behind the tree--nothing but fields and hedgerows to the right.