We got lost on our way to Overy!

As we scanned over the map, 2 names caught our attention...Overy and Toot Baldon...and so off we went on yet another road trip adventure!

As we ventured down towards Toot Baldon, the map may have been read wrong by Ellie, and we missed it completely, however, this didn't stop us, and we just made the decision to hit it up on the way back - and so on to Overy we went...

Overy was a little bit of a drive from Toot Baldon, so we became heavily engrossed in important conversation, only to realise Sarah had been on autopilot, and quite frankly, Ellie wasn't paying attention...surprising...nope! :P We had missed Overy completley, we couldn't even pretend that we had simply missed the road...we were long gone...

As a result, we decided to, in the words of Dorey from Finding Nemo, Just keep swimming (except as we were in a car, and neither of us had our swimming costumes on, it was more Just keep driving...but you get the picture of us carrying on driving...please don't picture us in swimming costumes...). And so it turned out if you keep driving from the Overy area, you reach Henley on Thames and as a result, we felt it was our need - nay our DUTY to go in search of Philip Schofield! and look at some posh houses next to a river, it was all rather lovely, almost like something out of the famous five. Unfortunatley, there was no Phil in sight...not even a Phil lookalike...not even a silver fox...if Henley on Thames wasn't so pleasant, we would have come away feeling utterly disappointed!

And so, onwards and upwards, back towards those places we had missed, this time paying much more attention! Back through Shillingford, accidentally turning onto a road, which can really only be described as a driveway...and a suspicious driveway at that, with a sign saying Watch Children, which neither included the correct grammar nor punctuation to make us feel as though this was a place we wanted to be...and so after a swift turn around, we shortly found Overy!!

How excited we were, only to find that the way was blocked by bin men, and we could not venture into the heart of Overy...gutting...those binmen strike again!!

Last stop on our road trip for this friday afternoon was Toot Baldon (as mentioned a little earlier). And after passing over the Golden Balls Roundabout, we reached it. Although a quaint little village, with nothing particularly exciting occuring, we did get a little squeaky in excitement when waiting for some horses to pass, and seeing the horses in the field next to the road get SOOOOOO excited about seeing these other horses, that they were spinting up to the hedge...to the extent, that at one point we were pretty sure they were going to make a break for freedom (thank goodness they didn't, we'd have got squashed by a horse, and I'm no expert, but of all the ways to pop your clogs, that really isn't very desirable). As the horses passed us we both exclaimed at how truly handsome this horse was (now I know you're thinking...how can a horse be handsome...well it had a fancy hair cut going on, and had a heart shaved in to the hair on its rear end - that is how you make a horse handsome).

And so that was it...a rather typical roadtrip, getting horribly lost, entering a different county and getting overly excited by things normal people wouldn't even blink an eye at!

Thanks fo reading!

Ellie and Sarah xXx