Today I awoke to a misty day.
Which cleared to blue
and then the mist rolled in.
We went to Rugby,
a strange town of extremes.
beautiful streets of architecture,
and arcades of concrete indifference.
We visited the unique church, with 2 rings of bells, a 5 in a small stumpy tower and an 8 in a larger tower topped with a gracious spire.
On the way home I took this shot as we travelled along the M6. It isn't Rugby, but...
It was foggy most of the day and only cleared on the way home! But we had an entertaining time admiring the architecture of Rugby, with lunch in a chavy cafe, having turned down the post ones on account of budget and only wanting a snack not a gourmet meal!
