Bristol Creams (Day 2)
Saturday, September 19th, 2009Walking around the cobbled streets of Bristol, twisting alleyways alive with Victorian memory and impregnated with vivid history, one can’t help but feel a sense of pride for the architecture that our strange little country boasts.
The excited chatter of visiting tourists pepper every exquisitely ornate gateway and cul de sac. And as I marvel at my own heritage I can’t help but think that Bristol, as picturesque as it plainly is, has a serious challenge in the shape of last nights Brighton crowd. Will the Bristol massive stand up to Brightons awesome welcome?
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