Saturday 30 January - To distract ourselves from the recent spell of grey days Ian and I ignored the cold weather, wind and less then sunny skies and made a trip to Bath. We had a lovely time wandering around the city and popping in our favorite shops for a browse. We had beef and vegetable pastys for lunch from the guildhall delicatessen then made our way up to the royal crescent and over to the botanical gardens. The park near the botanical gardens has a charming little pond full of ducks and swans and the park is crisscrossed with tree-lined walks. Not much was in bloom at the botanical gardens, other than snowdrops, but we had a nice time looking at the odd trees and pointing out where crocus and daffodils were pushing through the grass. A small English robin entertained us for a while, posing for pictures and hoping from shrub to rock to some abandoned burrow and then back again. After our adventures in the park and garden we warmed up with a cream tea at Sally Lunn's (quickly becoming our traditional watering hole in Bath). After a bit more browsing we made it to the train station and only had to wait an astonishing 7 minutes before the train to Bristol whisked us home.
Saturday, 31 January 2009
Beyond Bristol
Saturday 30 January - To distract ourselves from the recent spell of grey days Ian and I ignored the cold weather, wind and less then sunny skies and made a trip to Bath. We had a lovely time wandering around the city and popping in our favorite shops for a browse. We had beef and vegetable pastys for lunch from the guildhall delicatessen then made our way up to the royal crescent and over to the botanical gardens. The park near the botanical gardens has a charming little pond full of ducks and swans and the park is crisscrossed with tree-lined walks. Not much was in bloom at the botanical gardens, other than snowdrops, but we had a nice time looking at the odd trees and pointing out where crocus and daffodils were pushing through the grass. A small English robin entertained us for a while, posing for pictures and hoping from shrub to rock to some abandoned burrow and then back again. After our adventures in the park and garden we warmed up with a cream tea at Sally Lunn's (quickly becoming our traditional watering hole in Bath). After a bit more browsing we made it to the train station and only had to wait an astonishing 7 minutes before the train to Bristol whisked us home.
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