Gorgeous as the Sun at Midsummer

I ventured over to the West Midlands, now that's not somewhere I venture all that often. I mainly went for middle class reasons, to go to see some of that Shakespeare in that there Stratford-upon-Avon. I saw me a Henry IV Part One and a Henry IV Part Two. Now call me churlish, but I'm not certain that anything actually happened in H4.2, it just seemed to be lots of chat followed by an unsatisfying conclusion.  I just didn't really get it. I think I might have been a bit spoilt by all the other Henry's which are back to back action chock full of wars and stuffs. Hmmm.

Still Stratford was lovely, full of parks and rivers and sun. I saw Shakespeare's grave and loads of shops with Shakespearean pun names.  Didn't pass a Millets, but I'm fairly sure if I had the sign in the window would have said "Now is the Discount of our Winter Tents."

Whilst I was out west I visited Coventry for the first time. I don't mean to do it down, but I've probably been to prettier cities than Coventry. I almost felt like the big bright shiny sun was doing the city a disservice - I feel that the post communist chic would have benefited from snow. Or at least fog.