Canterbury

Today was the long promised trip to Canterbury Cathedral. Mum and Dad came to the hotel and we all caught a double decker bus to the city. We all sat up top and the children were delighted to rock back and forward as the bus negotiated the tiny windy roads. Driving in England is unbelievably difficult. There are so many cars and the roads are so narrow and twisty it was nerve wracking to be on such a large vehicle - but we made it successfully.
We spent about an hour wandering around the Cathedral - it is such a stunningly beautiful place. From the age of 11 to 17 I sang in the Cathedral every Christmas time when my school, Barton Court, had a carol service there. They are having a massive campaign to renovate bits of the Cathedral- there is scaffolding in several places. l. One of the large windows was falling out and in the process of repair they discovered a bit of Anglo-Saxon ruins they hadn't known about before.
After the cathedral visit we had a lovely snack in the Pret a Manger, a lovely bistro place in the old Boots building on the Parade-good coffee, great croissants and great view of all the people rushing by. Once we came out of the restaurant the skies opened - rain, rain and sleet and more rain. We were going to look at the ducking stool and the crooked door of the Kings School Shop but it was just too wet. We hurried back - sheltering periodically inside shops along the way- we made it back to the bus-station to find a delayed bus to take us home.