I know nothing about Dorchester. At first, I didn’t know which is the county and which is the city, Dorset or Dorchester. So, I’m pleasantly surprised when we spend several days in, the town. Staying here primarily as a convenient resting place to see ancestral villages, I grow to enjoy Dorchester for its own sake.

Like other smallish towns that were not heavily bombed in WWII, the buildings reflect the passage of time. The Keep. St. Peter’s Church. The Cornhill Exchange. The Brewery. The visit to the Dorset History Center shows us where we can view older photos of the city and region.

Mary and I enjoy the Sunday carving (dinner) at the Sun Inn; however, there are plenty of other interesting restaurants. The Od Ship Inn. The Horse with the Red Umbrella. How do they come up with these names? Oh Clayton, if you see this post, a question. Since I didn’t try the BBQ, does England have decent BBQ?

Not knowing my English literature like I should, I didn’t realize that I’m in Thomas Hardy country. The Dorchester Museum wore me out with its displays on Hardy and all the other local history. I didn’t realize that this novelist and poet died in 1928.

The best compliment that I can give Thomas Hardy is that I’ll have to read one of his novels!

Enjoy Dorchester