It wasn’t raining and when we set out the afternoon was quite bright… however the clocks had changed, it’s no longer British summer time but back to GMT so we were slightly later leaving home than we meant to be.
We went to the little village of Congresbury, roughly halfway between Weston and Bristol. It’s named after St Congar, nothing to do with eels, but ‘on dériver son nom de Saint Conger, fils d’un empereur d’Orient, qui s’y rertira pour éviter les persécutions des on pere, et y fonda une collegiale ou il a eté entre…’ which I think means Saint Congar was the son of an Western emperor who escaped the persecution by his father and settle on the banks of the River Yeo in Somerset, where the village now is.
Find out more here: http://www.congresburyhistory.org.uk/congar/congar.html
It was quite dull by the time we arrived, but we had a pleasant walk and a little explore.