More things in Bristol

After our boozy dinner (though not too boozy – what with me being unwell and everyone else looking after kids and stuff), I walked back to the centre of Bristol. I tend not to walk around cities much in the middle of the night, so I was surprised by how busy it was. There were people everywhere – very drunk people, mostly, and a lot of police watching the very drunk people. They all seemed to be staggering much more than I had the day before; but then they weren’t driving, too.

We were all meeting up for lunch, so I had a morning to kill. Actually, that makes it sound like a chore: it wasn’t at all. I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I wanted to go to the Red Lodge…
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More things in Bristol

After our boozy dinner (though not too boozy – what with me being unwell and everyone else looking after kids and stuff), I walked back to the centre of Bristol. I tend not to walk around cities much in the middle of the night, so I was surprised by how busy it was. There were people everywhere – very drunk people, mostly, and a lot of police watching the very drunk people. They all seemed to be staggering much more than I had the day before; but then they weren’t driving, too.

We were all meeting up for lunch, so I had a morning to kill. Actually, that makes it sound like a chore: it wasn’t at all. I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I wanted to go to the Red Lodge…
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Avebury

I first came across Avebury by chance: I was driving from Oxford to Somerset about twenty years ago on a dark, foggy autumn day, and the most direct route to where we were going took us through the village. I hadn’t been expecting it: we came around the corner, and looming out of the dense fog were these large, impressive stones. We stopped and looked around; and it has been one of my favourite places ever since.

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Avebury

I first came across Avebury by chance: I was driving from Oxford to Somerset about twenty years ago on a dark, foggy autumn day, and the most direct route to where we were going took us through the village. I hadn’t been expecting it: we came around the corner, and looming out of the dense fog were these large, impressive stones. We stopped and looked around; and it has been one of my favourite places ever since.

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