Sooo.......Halloween is over even though the houses leading to our close had been decorated with all kinds of crap and tat related to Halloween since the last week of September, ABSOLUTE NONSENSE! This is the truth, one fo those houses today has started to put their outside Christmas decorations up, IDIOTS! and one day after Halloween the Christmas adverts have started and by now (07/11/25) i am already bored of Christmas, in fact we saw the first Christmas display for Lindt chocolate in Morrisons in that Christmas month of August...i kid you not. But there is one little furry fun bundle who is already in the Christmas spirit......she does look "BA~HUMBUG" though.
That is not funny Squidly, way to early.
We arrived on the Friday, stepped off the train and went to our apartment to drop of the bag and get straight out as it was dry and sunny. We step off the train, walk 2 minutes away from the station and we're at the apartment...that was quick. What a great little apartment and the best located accommodation we've ever stayed in, it was a great find.
Nice little living room
No time to relax as we need to find a pub and get some drinkies in before Greg Davies at The Forum.
Neither of us had been to Bath before and were looking forward to a little snoop around, see the sights and have some nice food but that is Saturdays day out, so for today it's just a little walk around and then get ready for the gig. The little walk turned in to over 5 miles and we didn't really walk that far as we found a great little pub, a proper pub with good music.
The Sam Weller's, it only had 11 tables inside, old style pub decor, cosy, no frills and good tunes, what more do you need.
The thing is it's so small it was really difficult to get a picture of the inside but here's the main bar..
And here's the back bar
Very small indeed but very cosy.
We sat in there for a little while and would have stayed longer but we needed to get ready for Greg Davies gig "Full fat legend". We've seen him before on the "Magnificent Beast" tour and it was the first comedy gig we've seen that we laughed for the whole of the gig so we were really looking forward to tonight.
The theatre is a great little theatre and with great views from anywhere you sit as its a smaller theatre with steep seating, we had a couple of beers and settled in.
Greg did not let us down....we were weak with laughter and had to wipe the tears away many times and my cheeks were aching from smiling so much. Sian was laughing so hard i thought she was going to wee herself, i'm sure the ladies of around our age can understand that feeling. Greg is just naturally funny he makes it look effortless and we loved every second of it. Still wanting the night to continue we made our way back to Sam Weller's for a night cap before heading back to get some rest before our walk around Bath.
Nigh nigh Bath!
Today is Oliver day! Yay!
Now you may be wondering what Oliver Day is....well....I've always wanted to do a cockney type of dance around the crescent in Bath like in the film "Oliver", i think it was the song "Who will buy" so it was our mission to find the crescent for me to take the mickey out of that scene.
First it's a little bit of a walk about then get some food to fuel my dance moves then a bit of a pub crawl.
At this point we didn't realise we were in the middle of the perfect storm and i don't mean the weather. All day it was sunny then raining, sunny then raining, it was like this almost every half an hour which was a little bit of a pain BUT that was nothing compared to the amount of people in Bath on the Saturday. We had another Greg Davies gig which was 1600 people, Oktoberfest village in Royal Victoria Park 1000 people and the local Premiership Rugby derby Bath v Bristol, 3rd versus 4th in the league 18,000 people, all 3 events were sold out and that's without idiot tourists like us so i'm maybe thinking 23,000 people in a small city centre and that's without all the locals, uuuggghhhhh!
Sian is always very positive in these moments in time and keeps me from stressing and triggering my anxiety, Sian is very patient with me and calms me, the poor girl having to put up with my weird brain.
After walking around the outskirts of the centre we look for somewhere for brunch and find a lovely little cafe called "Wild".
If it wasn't for the outside decor you could miss it.
It is such a little cosy place maybe sits 30 people at most and when we were there there were people queueing outside waiting to come in as the food is that good.
And here's our lovely yummy scrummy food, mmmmmmm, Sian had the bacon one, i had the avacado one.
Nice and fed for the day it's time to make our way to The Royal Crescent to film my good ol' knees up......Ah, i never thought of that.....tourists, bloody millions of them, i am not happy, they've scuppered my dance extravaganza, my gift to the world, my audition tape for Strictly Come Dancing, lets be fair, i'm not a celebrity but then again none of the Z listers on there are either. With my plans derailed Sian gave us a song instead while i looked like a simple village idiot video bombing her performance as i haven't a clue with lyrics.
And some piccies, it is a great looking place but i'd be so cheesed off with all the tourists like ourselves just roaming around my street singing songs from Oliver and dancing like a chimney sweep. Would chimney sweeps really dance and sing? Surely their lungs would have been knackered by the soot so a good old choreographed shoe shuffle and song would have been totally out of the question.
Robbie Williams did a concert in the crescent a few months ago.
We left the crescent with my head bowed in sadness Sian Cheered me up with those words "Lets go for a drink" HOORAH!.
We continued to wander around Bath to find a pub that we had been told was a rock bar called The Bell Inn. Along the way we saw that they were celebrating Jane Austen's 250th birthday. Now i may be talking out of turn here about the great author but no one lives to be 250, she died at the age of 42. With that in mind, once someone dies then that's the age they finished at, 42, so it should be "We're celebrating Jane Austen's Birthday" not "We're celebrating Jane Austen's 250th birthday" and with Jane being a pen master and wordsmith i think she would agree with me. For some weird reason Bath seems to have attracted all the literary greats Keats, Mary Shelley, Byron, Dr. Seuss. My favourite book out of those historic literary giants is "Green eggs and ham". Hear me out, read this powerful statement, "I do not like these green eggs and ham, i do not like them, Sam i am" WOW, brings a tear to your eye.
Do not get the 250th thing at all, ah well.
And just as we get to do a bit of sight seeing the heavens opened, BUGGER!
It was way to full to take pictures of the bar so these are off the net.
Then there were some guys in very strange attire with these strange metal looking blades. These gents were called "The Northgate Rappers" who are a traditional sword dancing team. Now then, they weren't swords, they were pieces of flat flexible metal with a handle on either end but i think they could have still done some damage. Just as we got in the music got turned off, a guy started shouting an announcement of the dancers and a penny whistle player started to play.
Not only did we have an exhibition of the local dance group we had a second dance group from London call "The Thrale rappers" who did a very similar dance but with a cockney accent.
The dance originates from the industrial north of England, obviously to much time on their hands to be dancing with swords.
I have problem with these types of lists, even when Oceanic was No. 1 for the whole of Greece on Tripadvisor, it was good yes but i had a problem with it. Not everyone in the world has visited every bar in the world and only if this ever happened can there be a voted list of "Best bar in.....", so what i'm trying to say is these lists are b****cks.
We found it....just, it was just a sign outside a stairwell going underground. Off back to the apartment to chill before we head out and the rain is now chucking it down.
7pm and the rain has stopped and it's dark outside so we make our way out on a pub crawl. We thought we'd start with The Dark Horse. As we approached the stairwell the doorman welcomed us and was very polite, this is where the good vibes stopped, "Hi guys have you booked a table" , we hadn't, "Ah right, the next available table is 11.30pm". What the f**k, it's just a bar, but then i thought back to Oceanic and how almost every single night i had to turn customers away due to being full. Never mind, we got Sam Wellers. No we haven't, its full, in fact every bar was packed out on to the streets......remember at the beginning of this update....the perfect storm, this is why the bars are full to bursting, we had walked around for an hour and found nowhere to have a drink so unfortunately we made our way back to the apartment but we had had a great day and walked again an absurd amount of miles, think it was 14 miles.
The sign of the Dark Horse, book a table or your just stood by a stairwell.
And that was it, our weekend was over. Our weekends go way to fast as we do so much, i don't think we could ever just chill, we like doing so many things and love being around each other and out, we hate staying in.
So there you have it, that's Bath. "Where next?" i here you cry, well it's back to Birmingham for the Christmas market and a Christmas play at The Rep. This will now be our 4th visit to Birmingham this year and 3 have involved the theatre......remember....."Only fools and Horses ~ the Musical", "The Shark is Broken" and this time "Sherlock Holmes and the 12 days of Christmas" it's a musical comedy with songs written by Tim Rice and Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber, we were also up there to fly to Paris from Birmingham airport (What a dump) the airport not Paris.
So until next time.....
Serve All, Love All, Peace All......Kevlar, Mrs.P. & Squidly Out!
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