Winchester

With Stuart, my nephew, down for a few days, we took a trip out to Winchester for the day yesterday, my first visit there. Glen and Stuart only know Winchester from Shaun of the Dead, the pub they hole up in during the zombie attack but I still think of Minder when I hear the name.
We went to the Great Hall and saw the round table which is reputedly a thousand years old and weighs over a tonne. Outside are Queen Eleanor's gardens with a fountain the boys were keen to be pictured at trying to create the impression they were urinating happily amidst the throngs of tourists. Then it was on to the Gurkha museum which was full of fearsome looking weapons and it seems they are called up whenever there is a problem anywhere in the world.
The next port of call was the cathedral with its memorial to Jane Austen and the bones of past kings of England. Sadly it started to rain as we walked to the water mill and we had to go to the pub instead before heading for home in a torrential downpour which almost brought traffic to a standstill on the M27.