We left Kilpeck and carried on to Hereford- where the sky broke and the rain came bucketing down. We parked- where we had no right to park- in the quad of the cathedral school and made a dash for the south transept. There were a lot of mostly elderly people in for the lunchtime organ recital and the refectory was very busy. We bagged the last of the tuna sandwiches. There was a fussy little guy in the queue who was trying to impress his girlfriend with a conversation that went something like this, "Blah blah blah blah bishop. Blah blah bishop blah. Blah blah blah bishop's cousin."
Because of the weather my pictures of the cathedral are grim. Here's a soaring stretch of romanesque wall in the south transept. The ratty-looking killimy things turn out to be tapestries by the usually rather splendid John Piper.