Canterbury Tales

My employment in Canterbury has ended.

For now I have little to say about about my time working in the cathedral city. I have even less to say about our year living in Faversham. I think of London as my home .When I am away from the dirty old town I miss it. I will have Canterbury tales to tell but they won't involve Pardoners and Millers. They will involve middle England and harsh office politics.

I have formed friendships and experienced life in rural England. All experiences have their merits. I have just read (for the first time) the Wikipedia entry for Canterbury .Its name is old English for "Kent peoples stronghold".

.Mmm. Stronghold is correct.

I could exhibit a mood picture of a rain soaked Canterbury street at night. But a teddy bear hiding under a table is more apt. Canterbury has a Paddington Bear museum after all.