Winchester is all set for next weekend. I've never seen so much bunting. It's everywhere.

Had to pop to town to buy scart leads (how fun), but ended up meeting people for a lounge in the sun by the cathedral. There was a steel drum band playing, and they were awesome.

Mostly though, we listened to the discussions of the huge group of geordie teenagers sat behind us (including such conversational gems as "youze honestly wear boxers on the sunbed?!")