Gerge and Justin came down to visit me (and the Christmas Market) today.
Justin thought it was like a jumble sale in the cathedral, so I think he was fairly pleasantly surprised.

We did a couple of circuits, bumped into Graham, ate potato wedges, drank mulled cider*, then headed up to the viewpoint.




*Well, I did, while the others looked at me disapprovingly. It's fine though, right? It's mulled! It's Christmassy! That's totally acceptable...?