Oh – and choirs and fudge.
Sitting between Salisbury cathedral choir on one side and a powerfully-singing companion on the other was a novel experience. I squawked away happily under cover, as it were, only to have companion tell me later that he could hear every croak. Sigh.
Then legging it round the city so other companion could get her bearings. And tea. And a couple of happy hours in the Sarum College library. We had it to ourselves, spreading strange items out on tables, crawling about on the floor in the darker corners, reading out good bits to one another, and finding bizarre treasures in the bargain sale box.
My suitcase is going to be heavy tomorrow.
Photo update: from the Chapter House. I am usually so wowed by the ceiling I forget to take notice of the Genesis story.