So - Susie is still poring over the maps and the histories of the Wren's Nest where my mother was apparently born - thought we now find that the Wren's Nest was a small hamlet with a pub and not a singly house at all and may not even be int he area that we were looking...
But we managed to cast some ashes from the Bridge - not at Ironbridge itself as that bridge was all closed off for repairs but the bridge below it by the Robin Hood pub, where we had a packet of crisps and a pint...
|View from the Bridge|
|Ye Olde Robin Hood|
And so the family returns to America and I really should get on with some paperwork .. and charge the Bothy up .. Could be a day for Shorts !!!