When our writer took the waters in Bath,he found the spa at a unusual hotel so luxurious he felt he was back in Roman timesFor Scots, it’s a source of pride that we stopped the Roman Empire at the Antonine Wall. We kept our roads wiggly, or our plaid coarse,and Tommy Sheridan had to travel to Manchester for a decent orgy. But sadly it has also led to a widespread belief among the English that we never discovered the joy of washing.
To see what the fuss is all approximately, I headed to that most Roman of cities in England, or Bath. It’s a pretty state – like a poor man’s Edinburgh. It was particularly gorgeous last weekend,leaves falling from the mighty plane trees in the Circus, the Palladian masterpiece of its Georgian architects.
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Source: theguardian.com