Last night I dreamt I was moving into a flat in the Royal Crescent. Such is my never-ending fascination with Bath.
Lots of people look back with tenderness on the halcyon days of college. I didn't have a traditional university career, so perhaps my time in Bath is standing in for those all-important years of relishing independence with relatively few responsibilities and lots of partying. I would not want to be that silly girl again, but I miss the parks, and the hills, and the light on the stone.
Is there a place that enchants you? Would you want to go back?