I went to the Cathedral after leaving her, and decided to cough up the £8.50 admission. I really hate paying to go into churches, but I guess it's the only way to maintain them. So much, though... I seem to remember, the last time I was there, there was a sign in the Martyrdom saying something like "This here is the spot wot his brains fell onto" (Did i just imagine that?) Now there's just the stone with THOMAS carved on it. The place was heaving with bellowing school-tripping French kids, shoving and playing with their phones. Bah. Canterbury in general seems much more touristy, and less 'quaint' than it did on my last visit (about 30-odd years ago, granted...) I quickly grew weary, and set off on the coach at about 3. Somewhere on the journey, I managed to lose my fucking Freedom Pass. DAMN it !!! You have to pay £10 for a new one, plus £5 for an Oyster Card, and £4 for a 2-zone bus pass each day, until they send the new one. FUCK!
The scanner's not behaving today, either. Gawd help me.
It sounds as though badasstronaut was given a worthy sendoff. She should have lived so much longer, though *Sigh*.