Way Out East 3

We left Lincoln and headed east to Boston on the old railway line next to the Witham river [We pass a club called "Witham 'n Blues"]. It is an idyllic route. At Boston I talk to the vicar about the Stump, basically a super-sized church tower that was a vanity project from the days of wool-trade generated wealth. Those days are long gone; today Boston seems to be the vaping and tanning capital of the fens. We pushed through the wind to Holbeach where we had a great B+B waiting for us and an Indian restaurant around the corner.

Here is the pleasant centre of Boston.