The highlight for us is the Saturday charity fair on the Minster Green, which always has as its centrepiece an enormous bookstall.
callmemadam didn't say anything about the cuddly Garfield. I think she's given up. I spent much of the afternoon in the garden reading my spoils, before meeting
kowarth for a drink in the evening. On Sunday we visited the local garden centre, outside which was parked this charming ensemble:
Note authentic dogs: one terrier, one lurcher.
In the afternoon Howard came over, and the two of us had a companionable ride as far as Stockbridge, followed by dinner, before parting company just outside Winchester. I filled up with petrol at the BP by Clapham Common, where a very drunk young man (I assume he lived locally and had walked there) insisted on buying me a Boost bar.
