Exploring England: Chilling in Coventry

So I know I skipped last Sunday's "Exploring England" post but as I explained before. I just didn't have the will... Right now though I'm on some sort of blogging roll, I don't usually write posts and schedule them before they come out but this is my second one tonight and may very well not be my last! We shall see how this Tuesday night pans out...

So last week or was it the week before now... I forget. Let's say last week, it makes me seem less lazy! So last week, I hopped on a train to Coventry to visit my lovely cousin Toms for her birthday, even though technically she's my cousin, she's really more of a sister to me, and even though that was a potential 'awwww' moment I shall ruin it because that's what sisters do. Aside from stealing your clothes and borrowing endless amounts of things of course, but seeing as I don't have a 'real' sister, I guess I don't mind so much. Anyways where was I.... Ah yes, my adventures in Coventry.

Coventry was kind of different from the last few places I've been to because my exploring was all centred on Operation 'Find Tomi A Present And A Cake Quick'. You see it was the day of her birthday and I had neither of those for her... yet. But superwoman Reni to the rescue. I strapped up my boots, threw on my scarf and put my few hours of her being stuck in lectures to good use. I must admit though that this was not my first time in Cov but it was my first time going around on my own. The first thing I noticed when I got to the city centre, which is the first thing I always notice, is how pretty these banks look! Isn't that odd? For a bank to be described as pretty. It's just that with the way most banks in Manchester look seeing one that looks like something out of a cartoon is pretty darn cool!

Natwest is my favourite, for some reason it reminds me of PowerPuff Girls. The mayor's office or something. Random I know.

Coventry is a city with sooo much history though! And I love how a lot of it is packed really near the centre. I saw the ruins of the Coventry Cathedral, it's the perfect picture of the phrase "beautiful disaster", I love seeing things that really are part of the identity of a place still there. I guess I should write something about Lady Godiva too, her and her husband the Earl of Mercia are Coventry's own Kate and William. Almost everything is named after one of them in some way or another, I'm not even exaggerating, the only thing Godiva I truly appreciate is a box of choccies! Which I'm not even sure is named after her but I might as well assume it is.

Coventry Cathedral. I love this picture. The naked tree makes it look all haunted!

View of the ruins. It looks pretty nice doesn't it? Apparently there are some outdoor plays and stuff in here in the summer!

It's such an old school city there, there's still so much influence from the Tudor times. It's all kind of surreal, I can almost imagine living in that era whenever I'm there. It's a very weird thought. Just check this pub out. So many of the places still have ridiculously low ceilings as well.

Oh yeah! I've digressed! Or have I? I did eventually find Tomi a lovely present AND a cake! And I still managed to do all this exploring and noseying about in less than 2 hours! Did I mention my superwoman skills? Lol. Sadly superwoman has zero tolerance and/or resistance for the cold so I quit the exploration and headed back indoors to cuddle with MY Peter Rabbit catch up on some shows! The story of how Peter Rabbit got to Coventry is quite long, I almost took him back but he seems to be in good hands. I've been talking quite a bit about Peter Rabbit huh? First in the Lake District home of Beatrix Potter the lovely writer who brought him to life and then in York where there was a massive one but sadly not for sale. Perhaps I need to see this as a sign... Peter Rabbit for Christmas! Lol.

The only thing good about the winter is December and December is only good because Jesus Christ was born, which I guess is a pretty amazing thing. Plus all the Christmas decorations make it almost worth it.

What's your favourite thing about December?

Well all in all Toms had a lovely dinner and the next day I hopped in a taxi and she went back to uni. Back to real life I guess. Goodbye Tudor times. Once again happy birthday sissy. I really do love you. Most times. I hope all your wishes come true!