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There was a free audio guide, but it was narrated as though by a monk of the later days, which I found both irritating and patronising, as well as hugely uninformative. The information panels only served to show an illustration as to how the area may have looked in its prime, and to tell you which button to press for more monkish thoughts - I think the idea is for you to spend another £4 on the guidebook if you want anything aimed at an intelligence higher than that of a small child. The information centre was similarly child-centred.
But the beauty of the buildings and the surroundings surpassed all this, and the sun shone.
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The house was on Sydney Mews, just over the river from the town centre, to get into town we crossed the Pulteney Bridge, which had dinky little shops all along both sides. The day I arrived the weather was beautiful and warm (I wandered around all afternoon wearing a t-shirt, despite it being October), so as soon as the housekeeper left I shot into town to look round and stretch my legs. And visit bookshops, natch.
Back in a week.
I'm not looking forward to the drive down, as I suspect it will give me a headache (indeed I can feel one coming on just thinking about it) but I'm sure it will be fine. I have an AA route plan printed out, along with ones for everywhere else we might concievably want to go (I was bored at work today), so I should be okay getting there. I'm aiming to leave by nine, but I have several last minute things to do before leaving, including packing the car, so it might be a bit later. But I do want to beat the worst of the Friday traffic (kerrilouise suspects that I really want to get there in time to whizz round the bookshops/charity shops before they arrive, this may also be true).
We have a fairly full schedule, including the Children's Book Fair on Saturday, at which we're meeting ankaret, a visit to Cleeve Abbey, a trip to Bristol and Get Knitted, a visit to Ann and Clarissa and their books and cats, and a day in Bath itself. I don't think I've forgotten anything!
Now I'm off to bed, I was supposed to go half an hour ago, but I've been trying to burn some cds for the car - sadly for some reason the laptop isn't playing, so unless I can make it work in the morning, I'll have to make do with the ones I already have. I don't like taking originals, I tend to fling them round the car when changing them on the move, but a couple may sneak in....
Oh, and the book I bought on Monday arrived today, it is very pretty (and shiny! It has very unusual gold boards), and may just sneak onto my bookshelves. Unless I find anything more desirable and affordable in Bath.
So instead of tidying, cleaning etc, I sat back down on the sofa with my laptop and read lj. mountainkiss was talking about the Boden catalogue, and I decided to visit their website to request a copy. I clicked in the title box, as you do, and almost fell off the sofa laughing at the list of titles from which I can choose. I'm torn between The Marchioness of, The Hon Mrs and The Vicountess, but I may just settle for Princess....
Hey ho, back down to earth and off to find a suitable cd to accompany me as I defrost the freezer.
On Wednesday we drove to Buttermere and walked round the lake. It's about five miles round, mostly flat although there are a few ups and downs on the road side of the lake, it would have been very pleasant if a cold wind hadn't suddenly arrived, which blew in our faces all the way back.
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