On our way down to my mother's we took a bit of a detour to the west and visited Cirencester. This was only the second time we'd been there and the first was a flying visit. Cirencester is achingly beautiful. In Roman times- when its name was Corinium- it was the second largest city in Britain.
Here are a couple of pictures of the market place, featuring the church of St. John the Baptist with its magnificent late medieval porch.