From Hive Beach to West Bay | bedfordburrow

There is a National Trust car park at the beach close to the Hive Beach Café. Driving the coast road from Weymouth, B3157, the turn off for the beach is at Burton Bradstock, just before you enter the village, look out for Beach Road. There is a bus stop opposite Beach Road which makes it a good jumping off point if you are travelling by bus.
National Trust car park
There is a large grassed area ideal for a picnic, and during the summer a National Trust information point. If the post is open, check with the ranger about the local wildlife.

Hive Beach Café is a busy place, with people…

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Durlston Country Park & Castle, Dorset | bedfordburrow

Durlston Country Park & Nature Reserve  is on Dorset’s Jurassic Coast, close to the seaside town of Swanage. There is ample car parking  and the excellent Seventhwave Café, recently refurbished, and situated in the Victorian folly known as Durlston Castle. Leaflets and guides are available from the shop in the castle.
View from the terrace at Durlston Castle and Seventhwave cafe

The park gives easy access to cliff top paths, with stunning views of the Jurassic Coast. The castle has lift access to its terraces and views of the coast.
Durston Castle
You can walk cliff-top paths to…

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Tolpuddle Martyrs Festival 2017 | bedfordburrow

The main stage outside the Tolpuddle Martyrs Museum
The story of the Tolpuddle Martyrs began in 1834.  Six farm labourers were arrested and charged with taking an illegal oath.

But their real crime was forming a Trade Union to protest against their treatment by the established landowners and the meagre, poverty pay they received.

The arrest, conviction, deportation to Australia, and the campaign to free the Tolpuddle Martyrs is a story that inspires trade unionists everywhere. The story of the Martyrs is commemorated every year, with a festival in the Dorset village of Tolpuddle.


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Tuesday, a strange day, a day of reflection. | bedfordburrow

Tuesday. 23rd May. 2017.  A strange day.

Today I’ve busied myself with the things I needed to do. Those mundane things we do every day that never make the news. Looking after my grandson, at home on doctor’s orders with rubella. No headlines. No life-changing event. Taking comfort from family ties, caring for those close to you.

I didn’t watch much news. I preferred my own thoughts to those filtered through the agenda of media outlets. The shallowness.

At times my mind wandered to those less fortunate, caught up in events of horror and loss.

The dealers in death, intruding into the…

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