Bridgnorth came as a complete serendipity. What a lovely town. Split between High and Low Towns, with a cliff railway connecting the two, I only had time to do the High Town justice.
The Cliff Railway
Beautiful old buildings, some dating back to Tudor times, a fine Guildhall, some splendid pubs, welcoming old cast iron street signs, stunning views whichever way you turn and a wonderful street market selling fruit that hasnʼt had all the flavour bred out of it in the pursuit of long shelf life, what more could you ask for? Well, there is one problem: traffic.
Cars and lorries are everywhere, crawling through the town and choking the atmosphere with exhaust fumes. Except on the by-pass, that is, which was virtually traffic free.
There are some quiet areas, for instance in the cathedral close-like green around St Leonardʼs Church or in East Castle Street which leads up to the one remaining fragment of the Norman castle and the municipal park in the old castle grounds.
At least crossing the road is not too much of a problem as most of the traffic is at a virtual stand-still.