Alright, so I am not really in the habit of doing this but what the hell. I usually steer clear of blogs outlining my every move as I know humans have no interest in these matters (unless of course they are undertaking them themselves- what awful grammar!)unless there is some interesting information held within re: the location of their ex partner or what Susan said about Tony, that kind of thing. But still.
So, this week I went to Bath, except yes I do go to Bath but that wasn’t the main focus of my trip. Tom and I were staying as his godmother’s house in Bradford on Avon which was a very odd upside down cake of a house where the sleeping quarters where downstairs and the rest of the house including the front door at the top. This was very exciting and also meant the front room have a phenomenal view over the countryside which one could see for miles. The garden led into a wood and someone who has something to do with Mr Bean lived next door. Lots of animals lived in the wood, unfortunately we didn’t see them, such as foxes, badgers, deer and so on. To get to the town you had to go down 36 steps and then through a path which only once persons could fit down length ways so we all had to go single file. I was amazed by the houses because they were all made out of Bath stone or made to look like Bath stone so there were hardly any red brick buildings around which is a very different experience I must say.
One of the best places we went to was this cafe on the edge of the canal. The menu was very interesting to look at and the owners had made it humorous to read. Also, if you wanted, you could eat your lunch in a fake canal boat which was rooted to the side of the canal which was painted in very bright colours which was an exciting gimmick.
Bradford on Avon was very pretty. There was a 10th century barn which, if I do say so myself, I took some cracking pictures of. Unfortunately there isn’t much else to do after the first few hours of walking around going “wow” really. We all went for some lovely fish and chips on the last night (as Tom’s 13 year old brother having spent all his time in Switzerland had never had it before) and it was very swanky in the restaurant. The whole area is middle class to say the least..

Bath itself was quite different. I guess this isn’t surprising really because it is a much larger place and was very tourist focused but living in Canterbury does prepare you somewhat for this. There was a small crescent shaped waterfall below the first big bridge as you come into Bath and the ducks use a little stairway to get up and down so they don’t get stuck which I found cute. I was also a tad shocked to realise that you had to pay £1 to get into the park around the river! Tom, Matthew and I went to a different, bigger park and played mini golf which was fun but I got very badly beaten even though I started off with such gusto. I think this is going to go on forever if I don’t pipe it down. To cut a long story short I had a good time despite being ill and Bristol managed to confuse me an awful lot. Most of the place seemed to be a building site and as I said to Thomas I am sure it will all be very lovely in 2010 so I might go back then I think.. There were lots of other exciting little bits like seeing a tiny snake (which then gave me nightmares), the dinners we had, mm cake, and as usual I bought some fabulous clothes, dragged Thomas round all the shops and ate a lot of crap.