Observations on the joy of living in the beautiful City of Bath
In the beautiful city of Bath we are lucky enough to have two specialist cheesemongers, which is very nice if you happen to like cheese. Which I do. I was going into Bath for the rugby and Mrs Sixwheeler wanted shops so we went into town together and to Bath Abbey where The Fine Cheese…
The first autumn that we lived in Bath we thought that we would go and see the autumn foliage at the nearby Westonbirt Arboretum, but by the time we got round to it all the leaves were on the ground. The same thing happened last year. On the basis of ‘third time lucky’ we decided…
Following rain and cold during the week, the sun was shining this morning so Mrs Sixwheeler and I went into Bath for a spot of shopping. We started with coffee as in “I’ll buy you a coffee” said Mrs S but follows it up with “… but you’ll have to pay for it as I’ve…
The streets of Bath are notoriously busy, there are the locals, the tourists, people coming for the shopping, people coming for the rugby, or the university, or the other university or the Jane Austen Society and so it goes on. With such crowded streets there are also people attracted by the fact that the streets…
At school we had a teacher I didn’t like. Actually there were several I didn’t like but this one was a particular irritation; we just didn’t get on. At all. To me he was a pain in the backside and to him I was a severe irritation. He did, however, have one saving grace; a…
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