the further adventures of Nigel (Tuesday)

This is a traditional market, not a touristy one, full of the ordinary stuff of everyday living: hardware, food, clothes, books, DVDs, and the like. There are a few vendors who appeal to the traveler -- such as the one woman who makes her own chutneys and jams; Bonnie and I bought a lot of yum-yums from her last year, and did so again this year. (Don’t tell Nigel, but her apple chutney is delicious with pork.)

Nigel believes there’s naught more quaint than a Cotswold village:

Cream tea in Moreton is a lovely way to take a break:

Food is never far from Nigel’s mind. In the early evening, we pop into Barroom Bar for their Tuesday two-for-one pizza offer:

(That pizza in the background? It’s mozzarella, shredded duck, hoisin sauce, cucumber, and scallion. I know it sounds weird, but it’s unbe-freakin’-lievably delicious. It’s one of the foods I was so looking forward to having again in Stratford. The pizza in the foreground is a more ordinary combination of cheese, tomato sauce, mushrooms, and a bit of ham. It was also fantastic, and not even grading on a scale. It would stand up against almost any pizza in New York City.)

Nigel is a bit of a two-fisted drinker:

Short work is made of the pizza, though Nigel did pick the ham off:

(Bonnie is worried that I’m giving Nigel a bad name by posting pictures like this, but I said, Hey, he’s doing it to himself.)

Finally, it’s a trip to the RSC to take in their production of The Winter’s Tale:

No photos are allowed in the theater, of course.

Nigel and Bonnie and I are off to London for Wednesday...