As one ages one indulges in gentler pursuits. This morning the destination was Winchester by way of Hillier Gardens on the other side of Romsey. Sir Harold Hillier established the gardens in 1953. There are 180 acres to wander on grassy paths through woodland and formal gardens. The magnolia is nearly over; there was plenty of Japanese flowering cherry and the 
Azaleas and rhododendrons were coming in to bloom in Brentry Woodland . . .
Azaleas and rhododendrons were coming in to bloom in Brentry Woodland . . . Winchester is a wonderful city famous for the cathedral; the Wessex kings and the round table; and the Winchester Bible. Marion, Des and I made it up the narrowest spiral staircase I've ever climbed, and I've climbed a few with my bell ringing exploits, to the top of the central tower.
The bells are left in the 'up' position ready to ring.
The ringing chamber.
The tour up the tower lasted just over an hour. Another view from atop Winchester cathedral tower looking towards the old city wall and castle. There is a cricket match in progress. Hampshire is the home of cricket, unless you are a Yorshireman, of course.
After a cup of tea and scones Des had to visit his favourite antique clock and watch shop . . .
The bells are left in the 'up' position ready to ring.The ringing chamber.The tour up the tower lasted just over an hour. Another view from atop Winchester cathedral tower looking towards the old city wall and castle. There is a cricket match in progress. Hampshire is the home of cricket, unless you are a Yorshireman, of course.After a cup of tea and scones Des had to visit his favourite antique clock and watch shop . . . In the evening we went to the Chinese State Circus, in Southampton for just six days, to be entertained with some amazing acrobatics.
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