Canterbury

Over the weekend my aunt had her retirement/house warming/birthday party in Faversham in Kent.  Since mum is one of those people who thinks that driving for more than 45 minutes is an epic undertaking and it's at least 2 hours away she decided we would spend the night in the area the day before and make a weekend of it.  So mum and her sister Sue ('Titch' to the family .... a nickname so ingrained I didn't even know she was called Sue until I was 17) and I spent the day in Canterbury on Saturday before going over to Faversham on the Sunday.  I guess Canterbury is pretty famous in a historic way - the Tales, Beckett, the Cathedral (oldest in the country, started in 597AD), the Archbishop of etc ... guess they're all extensions of a similar theme.  Turns out it is STUNNINGLY pretty and also extremely popular with tourists.  It seemed like there were a similar number of tourists that Oxford gets in a place about a third of its size, but seriously though:

How pretty!?!?  A lot of the town looked like that and even the newer bits weren't too ugly.  We had a nice lunch, walked around the shops and visited the Cathedral:

What can I say really?