::looks around innocently:: Wha???
But they’re lovely, jjim 
Wells - that’s the place. I was there for a day last summer and bowled over by it. Smallest city in England (I think) and a little rivery type thing trickling along the main street. Bishops palace and lovely church, loads of delicious cafes and pubs. Splendid
Indeed, Chicky. Although I saw it only through the glazed and slightly disorientated spectrum of a freebie weekend during the festival, I do agree about Wells. 1000+ year-old Cathedral at the top of the High Street, and all the expected trimmings, yet curiously in a pint-sized town . . .
Bootiful, even when you’re leering and dribbling.
What’s it to be, Fran
I have to say, lovely as Glastonbury sounds, I’m still leaning towards Bath. There’s a direct train from Reading and I’ve never been there before, whereas I visited Glastonbury as a nipper.
Anyone know a decent pub/restaurant where a young lady of good virtue might sup a pint and read in peace?
Just as a test, I would like to point out that Bath and Wells are next door to each other, so you can do both!
Excellent, eh?
As for where a young lady of good virtue might sup a pint and read in peace - I’m afraid you’ve got me there, I only answer questions in which I can visualise myself as the protagonist!!
Hippy parenting . . . speaks volumes . . .
Btw, I’ve never had the opportunity to say this before so It’s with great pleasure I thank you Fran and Chicky for showing me your Nads. I hope you have less trouble in this tricky heat than do I.
Looks . . . malevolent, or summin’.
I shall be along shortly. In the meantime, shall we all have a scratch ? Yes, lets . .
Another vote (coming in from across the pond) for Bath.
Also, please try to make a side-trip to Wells if you’ve never been before. You’d need to take the First Badger Line bus #173 from Bath, timetable available from this page. The bus trip is about 75min each way, but the ride through the Mendips should be suitably scenic.
Wells Cathedral is stunning! Without a doubt one of my favorite buildings anywhere. Here is the West Front (1209-1250), with nearly 300 medieval statues still standing. The unique scissor arch and 14th Cent. Astronomical Clock (with earth at the center, of course!) are just glorious, as is the octagonal chapter house. The cathedral close (with swans that ring a bell for food) is charming.
I seem to remember some good pubs there, too. The city of Wells is so small, everything is within a short walk.
Have fun this weekend, whatever you end up doing!
I shall now cease channeling the Wells Chamber of Commerce.
<Black Adder>Just watch out for the baby eating Bishop of Bath and Wells!</Black Adder>
[Wells Chamber of Commerce]
Please ignore the previous post. The baby-eating peccadilloes of earlier Bishops of Bath and Wells have been greatly exaggerated. Sincere attempts have been made to correct previous shortcomings, and over the last decade or so episcopalian infantophagia has been all but eliminated. Wells is now safer than ever to visit!
Anyway, Francesca, you’re not a baby, so what do you have to worry about, eh?
[/Wells Chamber of Commerce]
There’s been a change of plan - I have American guests this weekend. None other than our esteemed fellow doper EnderW25 and his friend. They’re in the country at the end of a European trip. And since they started out the trip from my house, they might as well come back and finish it here 
I may take them into London to show them the best bits the tourists don’t usually go to, or perhaps Oxford. Marvellous. Anyone wanting to pop down for a pint is welcome.
pssst… which are the best bits tourists don’t normally go to? Stoke Newington?
I… don’t know. Seven Dials? Charlotte Street? The seedier reaches of Soho?
You should go to Leeds, 'cause me Tir and Twisty will be there.
[Alexi Salye] I got a paper called “What’s on in Stoke Newington”. It’s one page and it has FUCK ALL written across it [/Alexi Salye]
Hah - that’s the sketch I was thinking of too! Didn’t think anyone would actually pick up on it though!
I only ask ‘cos I’ve lived my whole life on the fringes of the frickin’ city and I still don’t know what the good bits are…
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‘ad ‘er once. And ‘er sister. She ain’t all that. Likes it rough, though . . . .
Lambs Conduit, anyone ? Makes yer eyes water.
I guess it’s too late, but what about One Big Sunday in Leicester?