Yes, that's what they were all doing. Taking snaps of Bath Abbey.
I wasn't. I was taking snaps of them.
I know, pity I cut his foot off. No-one's perfect.
Funny place Bath - all that Georgian architecture and what have you. Tinsel-town I call it...it's not real, you see. It's full of tourists (and a few people with ankylosing spondylitis visiting The Min).
I don't know what happened to the lady's leg on the right in this next one - I think it was something to do with the fading light...
It's good watching people. And even better taking their photograph. I never thought this sort of thing was 'my bag', but I must admit I did enjoy it. It must be a Bath thing. I wonder how it will translate now I'm back in The Liberties. Time will tell, I suppose.
All taken with the Nikon, a bog standard 50mm f1.8 and good old HP5+.