Gloucester

	Beautiful tracery in the cloister of Gloucester cathedral

The glory of Gloucester is its fabulous Norman cathedral whose massive round columns leave an indelible impression on the mind. I first saw them on a dark winter's evening when they loomed out of the shadows, mysterious and awe-inspiring. Fortunately there was more sunshine when I returned this time with my camera.

Alas, also present was a crew from our rival broadcasting company, a bunch of insensitive thugs who threw scaffolding poles around with a clanging that echoed through the building. One could forgive them for doing so while I was filming - deliberate spoiling tactics ordered from the highest echelons of the BBC, no doubt - but less forgivable was the fact that they carried on hurling poles around and shouting to one another while a clergy person was attempting to lead five minutes of prayers.

Barbarians!

The second film concerns a former bishop of Gloucester who had the misfortune to fall foul of Bloody Mary and was burned at the stake. Miraculously, the stake survived - unlike the bishop - as did other relics of the great man.