Wells

[poliphilo]

Ruth was adamant that being in the West Country she needed to eat a cream tea in front of a roaring open fire. She got the roaring, open fire in Glastonbury- where were had lunch in the front parlour of the famous medieval inn- the George and Pilgrims- and she got her scone with cream and jam in Wells, where we had afternoon tea in the cathedral restaurant.



Wells is gorgeous- England's smallest cathedral city- and one of the prettiest. We visited all the charity shops- and Ailz bought a toy rat with buck teeth and dredlocks who plays rock music when you squeeze his tummy.

We listened to the inaurguration on the car radio as we drove north along country roads to Bristol.

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[pondhopper.livejournal.com]

I've never been to Wells but need to get over that way and will one day. What glorious light you've captured in the photo!

I also have a yen to get back to Glastonbury soon. Your photos yesterday made me long to climb the Tor.

A cream tea sounds like the perfect comfort food right now.

Could we see a photo of the rat?
:)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Thanks. The light was a gift!

Glastonbury is such a magical place.

I didn't join Ruth in her cream tea. I had a chocolate thingy instead.

I thought someone might ask to see the rat. I'll get on to it :)