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There's no rest for the wicked I was soon to
find out, especially when Chris has been prematurely woken
and is up and about.
So off round Bath to view its grand sights, only
one problem it was far too early in fact t'was only just light.
Raining profusely and Chris with no coat, the
silly git had left it at home and boy did I gloat.
Into a coffee house , lets hope it's on tap ,
"Hell" $5 a cup I wouldn't mind but geez it was crap.
Onto Clifton Suspension Bridge an engineering
feat in it's day, it would have been more spectacular if we had
approached it from the right way.
But sadly I must confess, that navigating has
never been my call, Chris soon discovered that this "Yank"
can't read a map at all.
Driving through Cheddar Gorge was an impressive
sight, then into dark caves to view stalagmites and stalactites.
Once out of the caves which really are a must
see, Chris the introduced me to a Devonshire Cream Tea.
For my next faux-pas I felt a complete fool,
mistaking a church!!! for Wells Cathedral.
Then a long drive home, tired and much thinner,
boy was I looking forward to that promised Indian dinner.
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