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Coventry is different

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There is more I could tell you about what we did in London but for now I will let the pictures on previous posts do the talking.

By contrast with London, Coventry is different. Very different. The accents are different, the milieu is different, the Cathedral is very different.

We arrived the other evening (if today is Lay Clerk service it must be Saturday, which means we arrived in Thursday. We soon discovered there were fewer attractions in the city than perhaps we’d found in London and the other cities we had visited. By the way, we are thinking of renaming London Clondon and Oxford Coxford in the interest of all cities starting with C.

The majority of us headed off to possibly the second most important attraction in Coventry, the Transport Museum. It was amazing and even those not interested in bikes, motorbikes and cars were fascinated with this well planned and curated museum. I immediately thought of Bruce Williams and Michael Neale as we ventured around and learned about the important part Coventry played in the development of motor transport. Here are just a few pictures.































This post has got rather long with all the photos.

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  1. Love the Transport Museum. Reminded me of the railway museum in York. Stuart L

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