BATHtime

Matthew, Charlotte and I went to Bath on the weekend. Myles didn't go with us because he decided rather than suffer a family day out, he would stay home and work-off part of his punishment. Myles had the pleasure of an escort home by the Thames Valley Police on Friday night. He thought it might be fun to jump on the back of a Somerfield lorry (that's an 18-wheeler to us Americans) whilst in town with his other moronic friends.

Anyway, back to Bath. It's a beautiful city in the Cotswolds where the Romans built a temple and baths in the hot springs. It was chuck-full of American tourists. We didn't tour the Roman Baths, we thought we'd save that for any visitors we may have. Hint, hint.

Here are some pictures we took...

This is the Bath Abbey, I love the architecture of these old cathedrals. That's Matthew in the foreground pushing Charlotte.


Matthew, looking like an American tourist with his Boston Celtics top.


Charlotte and I, riverfront.