Aha, the old panoramic function is taking a hammering already but who, pray, does that balding head in the foreground belong to? I think we should be told.
Vicky doesn't need her coat on a Bank Holiday shock.
Too pristine to belong to proper Mods.
We've walked all of 400 yards so it must be time for a toastie. We like the sound of that one second from the bottom: a milder take on the
full Moroccan.
Old lighthouse boat is now the Gloucester Buddhist Centre. Shame it's not open today.
Intriguing old dockside buildings awaiting re-generation.
Who'd have thought it? Gloucester Docks, the graffiti centre of the world.
Howard can sit under the sun all day and not even subtly change hue. Amazin'.
Ah yes, the old hold-the-camera-at-arms-length shot. Always a winner.
Look at that sky! And on a Bank Holiday too.
Don't worry, it won't last.
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