We were happy to wander around a bit more but our last day on this English trip meant packing up to go home. Fortunately we found a calming event for the evening and a time to visit Bath's gorgeous Cathedral.
A children's Christmas Pageant. I'd seen these in my earlier years in England but Dick had never seen one. Oh the excitement and the anxious parents hoping that their child/children would do well, remember their parts and all that kind of things parents worry about. There were the occasional criers but only their parents seemed to mind. The arrival of the donkey really did seem to be the highlight of the show. So much fun and such tender feelings for me.
Next day it would be an early departure for our train to London/Heathrow and on home. A very good trip rounded out with the joy of children and the ever inspiring Christmas story.
