Mom enjoyed these kind of signs in the train stations.
My father (for any of you who don't know) is a C.P.A. This is what they call C.P.A.'s in England.
The SDA church in Bath. It's right next to the cathedral, but blink and you'll miss it. (Hughes and I did ALL SABBATH last time. Looked and looked, finally found it too late. We located it again this time just for kicks.)
Bath Cathedral has this rather nifty Jacob's ladder running up either side of hte main entrance. Take a good look at the guy third from the top.
Dad in one of our more crowded hotel rooms (actually, I think this was in York).
A typical tea setting in a hotel room. This happens to be the one in Hay-on-Wye.
View from the window of our hotel in Hay--a tiny little town on the border between England and Wales, lovely little winding streets and more used book stores than any other town in the world!
Clock from the same.