I popped up to Rochester to stay with my friend Lynda for a couple of days, it is a lovely historic town where they have a Dickens Festival every year and that high street gets so packed you can hardly move. We sat and had a coffee and coffee cake of course in a little coffee shop called The Deaf Cat, not really sure why it is called that and didn’t get chance to ask them but the coffee was really nice in fact so nice we had two!
The Town Crier was outside ringing his bell and he willingly posed for me, it is amazing how loud their voices are and very deep so it sounds like you would hear it miles away.
Rochester has so much history with a cathedral and castle, that you can go in for a fee and it really is worth it if you are there. It has changed a lot over the years, I lived here for a while when I was a teenager and about all there was then was a roller skating rink called The Casino and an outdoor swimming pool that I can only remember going to a couple of times as we don’t have the best summers, not surprisingly they soon knocked it all down and built there.
This is the sort of town that is busy all year with tourists, some of the shops are very quant and I love the way they adjust things for the wonky buildings. This is a great picture of a door being positioned to fit and I love the old tiles on the floor and the stained glass at the top of the door. It’s great to see places renovated to the original appearance, many of these buildings here are listed so you cannot alter them structurally.
They promised us sun and temperatures in the 20’s, well I think they got that wrong as its cold and cloudy. Typical English weather for a lazy Sunday, have a lovely day what ever you are doing.