And the final shot of #bibury for a while - having saved my personal favourite shot until last.
Whilst this village is of course gorgeous in the spring and summer sun, it is incredibly tourist-heavy, which can certainly restrict photo opportunities (thankfully I visited later in the day, which seems to have avoided this issue) - thankfully Bibury is gorgeous in all lights, so if you can visit in the evening or on an overcast day, I’d suggest doing so for less time spent waiting for people to walk out of your shots!
👩🏻🏫 Pro tip: let alone sitting on the ledge, you are not even suppose to lean on it, so don't try to do what I did and be a rebel, because you will get a "Never!...(lips quiver) do that again 👹" from the poor guard who was trying really hard to find the right words to haul my dumbass 😅
Once home to Queen Lizzy and her bae Mr. Philip. Revingtons Hotel has plummeted down the ranks of high-end accommodation since their whirlwind 1954 royal visit.
Listed as a Category 2 heritage building means 'Revvys' is a rare example of Greymouth premises where Elizabeth number 2 probably got her rocks off, likely to the rhythmic fanfare from enthralled crowds pacing Tainui Street below. District locals all hoping to catch a glimpse of her majesty or perhaps even catch a pair of her tatted unmentionables, yes we mean tatted not tattered , tossed from a high window by Mr. Mountbatten in his devil may care manner.
These days the wrecking ball has been given the all clear to knock this legendary 1937/38 building down. All thanks to the ballooning repair bill, general mismanagement, Earthquake strengthening requirements and the cost-saving demeanour of latest owners the Vercoe family.