Travels With My Aunt

To Bath for a trip down Memory Lane.

My Aunt was billeted here in 1941 working as a typist for the Admiralty. We are staying in the very hotel that she stayed in then. Little has changed; not even the trouser press in my room.

Fussy, moi?

Today's blip is in a nearby ale house, and features my aunt and a prying bliparazzi.