We moored up in a relatively empty Alrewas, (well it is March!), but we have managed to open the stall each afternoon as the sun has come out and had a really positive response.
I always love mooring here as it is chocolate box pretty with thatched cottages and the windy canal weaving through it.
Yesterday morning, we walked to the National Memorial Arboretum on the outskirts of the village, after only discovering how close it was days before.
A very sombre experience, but we managed to find out about the experiences of the many prisoners of the Japanese slave labour building of the Burma railroad. In particular, we found Richard's Great Uncle's name on the list of those who died over there.
This is a section of the actual railroad on display at the Arboretum.
There were many other memorials dedicated to different conflicts, causes etc, so it really was a moving visit, but we both thought it was something everyone needed to see, especially politicians!
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