I’ve been sick all weekend with a terrible cold. It was horrible! It comes like any cold does: hits you mildly on Friday and then by the height of the weekend it’s knocked you cold. Then you are recovered enough to be back at work on Monday. Yippee!
I missed a great day in London, where I was suppose to be watching the Oxford and Cambridge boat race with friends on the river. It was a sunny, beautiful day as well which made me feel even worse. Oh well. Maybe next year.
So on the Sunday, even when I was feeling horrendous, I packed up my tissue box and concealer, popped a few pills, drank some vitamin c, and headed with Ben to the early town of Stansted Mountfitchet.
This town has a lot of local history, but is incredibly small. We were there for no more than 3 hours and we saw absolutely everything. They have a small high street full of cute pubs and old timber framed houses, and they even have an adorable old windmill!
There is even Mountfitchet Castle which is a reconstruction of the old Norman fort that once was on the site. We paid around £10 each to get in, and there was a ton of things to do and see. It is set up as a semi accurate representation with plaques of the history. It was a bit cheesy to me as an adult, but it would be a great day out with the family. In fact there were several families there when we visited!