It was busy downtown Bath on a Saturday evening in November - hardly a place to sit:
I know - a bit murky, that one. Probably should have upped the contrast a bit, but it was fairly gloomy, if I remember correctly.
Very sociable, the people of Bath, as you can see. I must admit it was quite pleasant to amble about among the hordes for a while, but only as it made such a change from Life in The Liberties, where things are generally winding down around 5pm and good God-fearing folk are heading home for their tea. In Bath they would be having supper, no doubt. Different strokes for different folks, I guess.
I missed the beach, though. And wind that would clean you, as they say around these parts. Of which we get a lot, particularly at this time of year.