3 August 2026

 Woodstock was taking his seagull reconnaissance duties seriously this morning while I had my coffee. Checking the enemy positions -

until food became a more interesting preoccupation -

I walked into town along the river, past Pulteney bridge and the weir, where more of Woodstock's enemies were gathered en masse -

These were some things that caught my eye while exploring -

Georgian streets and squares give way quite seamlessly to the brand new shops here in Southgate -

And back at the Roman Baths, I liked this sight of a tourist couple (American? Australian?) who were posing outside the Pump Room in the stance of incongruously dressed proprietors -