Chester

Chester has to be one off my favourite cities. The moorings aren’t particularly quiet as there are lots of passers-by, and we even had a couple of eastern European lads sit on the back deck late last evening to take photographs of themselves. Roger went out to see what was going on, but the lads apologised for disturbing us and complimented us on having a nice boat so we weren’t too bothered.

Chester Cathedral

Today we’ve been into town for a wander around. I’d forgotten it’s Saturday and the place was rammed with Christmas shoppers. The Christmas market has started so we had a quick look round before going to the indoor market which was much more my style. I stocked up on knitting wool and buttons and, as usual, bought more meat than I’d intended at one of the many excellent butchers stalls.

We had lunch in Bistro Chez Jules which had been recommended to us.  The meal was very good and the place was packed with people queuing to get a table.

There was plenty of street entertainment on offer with many different sets of buskers all around the city. Not all of them were good however, but this young band was pretty exceptional.

We’re settled in for a cosy night in front of the fire as it’s blowing a gale outside.  It’s Roger’s turn to cook tonight, while I watch “Strictly” so I will have had a full day off cooking (and hopefully washing up as well) - Bliss!