E:3/1/07 (Midnight) Win luxury break in Portugal

Annie021063

<TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 width=305 border=0><TBODY><TR><TD><TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 width=305 border=0><TBODY><TR><TD>http://travel.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,15091-1406888,00.html



Win a long weekend for two in Portugal, with the Pestana Sintra Golf Resort & Spa Hotel, and Monarch

Read the article below and answer the questions at the end of the text. Clues to the answers can be found within the story

</TD></TR><TR><TD height=10></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE></TD></TR><TR><TD><!-- main story start-->

<TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 width=305 align=left border=0><TBODY><TR><TD>
Corners, I reason, were invented as a challenge: to find a short cut across them. The wind, it seems, has mastered the trick, as it roars across country from north to east coast. It’s a good day to be in the car.
To the left of this busy road (which follows the course of its Roman counterpart) is the home of a field marshal who died in 1916. He was appointed governor-general of Eastern Sudan in 1886. Two miles northwest is the site of a battle where a Roman general venied, vidied and, albeit only locally, vicied. A mile beyond that, I pass a hamlet where lived, for the final years of his life, Teodor Korzeniowski — a novelist better known by another name. Here, I turn east-northeast to continue my journey — in so doing crossing a 153-mile long-distance path.
A little less than two miles north of this spot lies the site of a medieval archbishop’s palace.

I, however, head 3½ miles east-northeast to find a village, birthplace of a 20th-century author of ghost stories (works include A Warning to the Curious). A 19th-century author also holidayed here with her brother Edward; perhaps it inspired first impressions, so to speak.
I look at the map. This former coal-mining country is more remote than I imagined: I could enter a waffle iron of lanes, never to be seen again. Northeast and coastward bound, I eventually re-emerge onto a main road near a bay where ladies (and gentlemen) in large skirts once went about their business.
Continuing northeast, I bypass the town where a builder of cathedrals — principal “decorator”, perhaps, of the Houses of Parliament — is buried; and where, in 1845, a campaigner for prison reform died. Three miles later, journey’s end: a headland. An author started writing a thriller (published in 1915) while staying in a second town a mile to its south. The title was inspired by a flight of stairs somewhere on the headland. Hoping to locate it, I park the car. The wind almost snatches the door from its hinges but, undeterred, I lean into the steel blade of the lazy gale; each step seems like three. Resolutely, I count them out. One. Two. Three...
The questions
1 What is the name of the village?
2 What is the name of the headland?

This is a tough one (well it was for me!!)



</TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE>

</TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE>
I think the answer to 1) is Goodnestone and possibly 2) is the Isles of Sheppy - would love to know what others think
Hope it's not been posted before - did search and nothing came up - however forums are playing around tonight and are very very slow.

buzylizzy

I think the answer to the second one is the isle of thanet as it is near goodnestone and also broadstairs where the 39 steps was written and the steps apparently are still there.