Beautiful Bath

I just had a lovely weekend in Bath. Its a cool place. Nice town with the river Avon running through it, nice and compact so you can walk around most of it. We stayed in a decent BnB, very affordable. Probably because they used child labour to serve us breakfast - there were these two nine year olds taking orders. It was school holidays so I don’t think they work there all the time, somehow. (It reminded me of when I was little and liked playing waitress, had my own little apron and everything. These kids got to do it for real – lucky bastards)

Anyway, as you can imagine Bath is so–named for the baths the Romans built in the 1st century AD, around the only hot springs in England. These springs churn out some phenomenal amount of water like a hundred litres a second or something. Its hard to imagine that they managed to turn some bubbling bog into a series of very civilised thermal pools and the system is still working today -most of the same pipes even.

Sadly you’re not allowed to swim in them but Troy and I tested out the rejuvenating qualities of the mineral rich water at the new baths complex. We thought it was a bit steep at £20 for 2 hours (mind you Troight-arse reckons everythings a bit steep) but we got to swim in a rooftop thermally heated pool, another one on ground level with these big jets and streams which massage you, and 4 steam rooms with different aromatherapy oils in them. It was SOOO good and we were walking around the rest of the day in a bit of a haze, smiles all round, cos we were so relaxed.

To Fritz

Little ball of crazyness,
my one and only frisky Fritz
who loves to run and climb and stalk,
we need to have a little talk.

I know you need to strutt your stuff,
but I have really had enough!
Quarrell with another kitty
and I'll be more than a tad shitty.

"Tis all fun and games" said I
til my sweet kitten lost an eye.
You frightened me you little brat!
Because I love you, darling cat,

to make this point I shall persist:
from fighting ways you must desist!
Be at peace, make love not war.
Spare me the vet bills, and the gore.

Snuggle, sleep, be cute and nice.
Even catch a bird or two, or mice,
if you must prove that you are tough.
Dont fight, be good, dear ball of fluff.