Yesterday Abi and I went to Gloucester. We paid a pound and rode for half an hour on the top story of a double-decker bus. We saw the Gloucester Cathedral. Oh. My. Gosh. I’ve seen a lot of beautiful churches—well, not a lot a lot of churches, but quite a few (in Rome, Austria, etc.)—but this one left them all behind. It’s a thousand years old! Almost. Also, it’s where they filmed some of the halls scenes in Harry Potter. Pretty exciting.
(Casting a spell...)
When we left the cathedral it was raining (and absolutely freezing—Gloucester is on the river, so it was incredibly damp and grey. A chilled to the bone sort of afternoon.). We decided that tea was in order, so we stopped at the sweetest little teashop and got chocolate tea and scones with jelly and clotted cream (hey, I may never live in England again. I’m going to take advantage of all its charms). Feeling better, we walked to the historic docks, where apparently they filmed some scenes from Amazing Grace and some other movie that I can’t remember. Then we stumbled upon the Gloucester outlet malls and we walked around inside until we’d warmed up enough to go back out to find…the rugby fields. Apparently Gloucester has a pretty good rugby team. We found it. Abi was ecstatic. We didn’t see any rugby players. However, we did see a lot of athletic men all over the place. The city was positively swarming with them. Wednesday is the day when all the University teams have their games. Wednesday is therefore the perfect day to go to Gloucester. After seeing the rugby stadium, we went and saw its antithesis: The Beatrix Potter house. I bought the most adorable little cards with bunnies and cats and mice on them. Then back on the bus and back to Cheltenham.
(Broken window pane.)
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