Worcester; Thursday, 27 April, 2006

The second and final day of the annual trade fare for the profession so I found myself being sent to Birmingham the Thursday before the bank holiday weekend, with too much time owing to me to even think about. All the parameters I felt for a nice long weekend in the "Welsh Marshes" the area of land running along the English/Welsh border dating back to a time long before the Welsh were conned into giving up their independence.

With the fair finished in the National Exhibition centre at Birmingham International, I caught the train back to Birmingham New Street to pick up the luggage I had left there that morning before catching the train across the West Midlands to Worcester.

After having arrived and checked into the B&B I headed out into the warm glow of a glorious late spring evening (safe in the knowledge, courtesy of the BBC, that this was the only nice day of the weekend and the rest would be cold and wet!)

I wandered around by the Cathedral and the river (Severn) for a while, taking fare too many photos, before heading into the centre of town for a bite to eat.

With the light fading and a heavy day planned for Friday, I headed back to the hotel and the comfortable looking bed.