I remember coming to Chester in 1975 for an interview at "Chester College" (as it was called then) and didn't go for any more interviews because I had set my heart on living here in this beautiful city. It had nothing to do with Chester being close to where my teenage idols Kevin Keegan and Emlyn Hughes were playing football, I just loved everything about Chester after that first ever visit here. I've now lived here for 37 years.
And now big sis has retired, she has time to come and visit.
So, naturally we set off round the city walls.
We paused by the Eastgate clock for a photo because I always think the background is a great example of perspective. There is a vanishing point down Watergate Street, somewhere.
We were walking along the walls because we were on our way for afternoon tea at Edgar House which is on the walls down by the River Dee.
Liddy, a Moo herself, felt at home here amongst the Moo prints.
They were very cute.
As was the SKY BLUE teapot. =)
And it was a delicious afternoon tea, if you like brie and smoked salmon, the sandwiches were generously filled. I'm not sure why it was such a big issue to have a top up of tea though, we asked and they refused, we were allowed only hot water and that was restricted to one pot of water between the three of us. I should have warned them about my tea addiction.
It was a picturesque walk back to the car with the sun shining through the trees.
And you always have a Castlehug when you walk past a castle.
A few days later, Pixen brought the Bellster for his first visit to Chester.
They had fabulous weather too.
Yesterday, Nem and I went to see the improvements in Chester's Grosvenor Park.
There were hardly any squirrels (blimey) but loads of semi-bare bodies soaking up the sun. It felt like we were on holiday somewhere.
The arches (above) and a wire family (below)
And the colourful flowerbeds.
It has been ages since I walked through this park.
Yay! The little train was running!
Are you meant to have a child with you to ride on a train which blows bubbles?
Having just finished a very hot and sweaty spinning class, we were both more concerned about sticking to the seat.
£1.50 a ride? "BARGAIN!" we thought. Until it was all over in 45 seconds. It really COULD have gone round twice couldn't it....
The stomp continued round the meadows, the river was twinkling in the sun and the reflections were particularly impressive. This was our Dairylea Dunkers Snackattack Stop.
Then back over the Suspension Bridge and home.
Chester in the sun. We are privileged to live in such a pretty city.
