From there it is a pretty straight forward 2.5 mile walk into Winchcombe. Even then though, my feet are feeling it a bit, so I am not unhappy to reach Winchcombe and be bought tea and cake. We have some time before our bus arrives and so plan to check where the bus leaves from, finish the last few hundred yards and take a few pictures around the town. However, the timetable at the bus stop doesn't match the information I have downloaded and it seems that the bus doesn't go back to Stanton as we wished.
We are rescued by the friendliest butcher in the Cotswolds, who confirms our predicament and offers to ring for a taxi for us. He explains that there used to be two taxi firms in the town and that when one of the men retired, young Steve took over and the butcher liked to put work his way. Within about three minutes young Steve is outside the shop in his taxi, ready to go. Young Steve is at least sixty but we are very grateful for his services.
It is only later that I realise that I haven't actually finished the days walking. I probably only have another five minutes walking to do to complete the second stage but I haven't done it yet. I need to start at the butchers when I resume the walk in Winchcombe. I'll probably be buying a pork pie or two as well, just to be friendly.