Bath Abbey

A bit of a late start after last night's Christmas Shots.

We thought a trip to Bath would be lovely and would make a change from Swindon. Everyone else clearly had the same idea. We could not park so Clive dropped us off and we came home by train to Trowbridge and then he met us from the station.

We bought nothing! Neither of us has ever been good at enjoying shopping. I like Swindon because there are no parking problems, and it is so ugly that there are no distractions.

We have some TV to catch up on this evening. Dickensian, And then there were none and Gypsy.