Erwood

There was a little craft fair going on over the weekend at Erwood Craft Centre, so we went over there in the morning. Tents had been put up along the track bed and around the old engine (the craft centre is at the old railway station). There was a lovely man making sticks there, who took little James under his wing and told him all about the different woods he used and the animal heads he was carving. Later we sat on the station platform drinking tea and nibbling cake while a man played a dulcimer down below. Tools for Self Reliance were there, too, and someone making glassware, and a local author of a walking book, and various others. It was a pity there weren't more visitors there.
We had a walk down the riverside path, too, and James got to throw stones and sticks into the river - and we saw a slow worm on the path, close enough to touch!
The best thing, as far as James was concerned, was inside the station building. They had a real Olympic torch on display, as carried by Mrs Cunningham from the family which owns the craft centre - and James was allowed to hold it!
"I'm going to tell everyone at school!" he said, beaming.