After hanging out with akonken, jholloway et al and their impressive new cocktail cabinet, we walked back to our digs. We've done a fair amount of walking round Cambridge at night, including a torchless wander across the Fens at Halloween.
The next day we caught the train to Norwich, a provincial city, possibly the most eastern in the UK. It's a funny place because it's a long way from any big cities and so has a large catchment area. Perhaps this is why it has so many bookshops, many of them second hand. I think I bought a good three dozen pieces of Thirties ephemera, including a marvellous travelogue of three flights, to the South Pole, the North Pole and the jungles of the Yucatan, found by chilledchimp who may have got a bit bored of the odour of old paper.
It was an entertaining four days with plenty of old buildings, dragons, dungeons and castles. I'd certainly recommend it to anyone.