I took this photo minutes after leaving Bath hospital at 7am on Sunday 24th June. I was cold, hungry, thirsty, damp and tired. I was carrying a hefty pannier which very soon started to hurt my fingers. Someone pulled alongside in a car and demanded to know where the local Travelodge was. It was a local taxi driver. I passed the police station. An old man with a splendid beard was just leaving, with his tesco trolley and a couple of carrier bags, escorted out by a young constable. I came upon a lovely cafe full of warmth and pleasant smells with menus in the window and the door open. I walked in, only to be told that they didn't open till 9am. It was 07:45. I found the train station. I could get a train at 09:39. I resumed me search for food. Only McDonald's was open.
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