Do you remember back in May (I know! May! Isn’t the year going quickly) I wrote three posts about my favourite cities. One of them was the city I live in (near), Bristol.
On this glorious long weekend, I have done many things. I have weeded everything outside (driveway and the stupid crazy block paving, all flowerbeds and even parts of the lawn), I have visited the garden centre and got mucky planting things, I have tidied the house and caught up with my gorgeous friend Gem, I have visited the in-laws, caught escaped guinea pigs and had a day trip into town…
Yesterday me and the hubby went into Bristol. It poured down in the morning so it was eerily quiet as we emerged from the car park. We walked along the harbour, through the wonderful market of crafts and yummy smelling food, through Broadmead and into Cabot Circus. We stopped for lunch and made our way back to the car via the new See No Evil graffiti and that market.
Bristol is a city of massive personality. The bars and restaurants lining the harbour are one thing, the shopping area another. Cabot Circus is something else entirely. We walked past a wedding (the bride looked beautiful) and followed three Hare Krishnas down the road (tempted to join and make a conga) before pausing in one of my favourite shops in Bristol; Waterstones – it’s huge! – where I added to my list of must-read books.
During lunch we watched families with young children queue to get into a temporary Krusha milkshake bar in the centre of Cabot Circus where women with bright pink glasses served them milkshakes and sugar at a price.
On the way home, we walked through the new See No Evil exhibition – art by graffiti artists on some of Bristol’s old buildings. Find out more here – http://www.seenoevilbristol.co.uk/. All of the photos in this post are from the exhibition.
Some of the work is astounding. I can’t believe that some people are so talented, or how some of them managed it. Those building are high. It’s a little scary for the pedestrians as well, you have to make sure you stay on the pavements and don’t wander into the road while staring up, gawping.
On the way back to the car we stopped at the harbour market and bought some of the most delicious brownies ever, in the world! I just finished eating the second and I can’t stop thinking about it…
What is the point of this post? This three day weekend (four day for me, actually) was meant to be all about the writing. This was the three day weekend to be dedicated to editing my novel. Have I touched my novel? Of course not!
Never mind, at least I still have Monday…
Hope you’re all having constructive and exciting long weekends.