

On Tuesday, we finally hit the gym (after a two week layoff). OUCH! To reward ourselves, we drove to Turville, along the road where we were told the Bluebells would be carpeting the fields. Unfortunately, we seem to be too late and the color explosion is over. In looking for Turville, we only got lost once. Unfortunately, when doing a turnaround, the plastic rear bumper fell off the car. We got it into the back seat sticking out the window. We sure got some strange looks. Later that afternoon, we went to a local garage and the owner simply popped it back into place.

In Turville, we had a nice lunch at the Bull and Butcher. The road to get there is a 'single track', meaning one lane. It was a beautiful drive but a bit nerve wracking. After lunch we took a walk through Turville, a charming village with a lovely little church.
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