Walking to Lincoln confirmed we are in the university and student part of the city, but only a very short distance from the High Street, the cathedral and the castle. Seeing the steep hill to them both we chose the regular mini-bus service.
Lincoln just oozes history, from the narrow cobbled streets to the dominance of the castle and the adjacent magnificent cathedral on the hill top. We paid for a guided tour of the latter but unfortunately got saddled with an old, female one with the softest voice imaginable ( or severe laryngitis ?). Several of our group attempted to swop tours but were refused as each guide was at a different stage of the tour, However, within a few minutes our guide was guiding herself as her entire group had deserted to undertake their own tours,including ourselves. No doubt the old gal had a wealth of knowledge but her commentary was sadly lost below the organist practicing and the immensity of the place, poor dear.
Apparently the organ has 4000 individual pipes, so she stands no chance at all. Retirement and a quiet life looms, bless her.
We were left to our own devices on the castle tour thankfully, but with the subtle assistance of new technology. The castle wall walkways have been lovingly restored and offer awe-inspiring views over Lincolnshire and the city. The castle prisons have also been restored. Thoroughly recommended.
All in all a remarkably memorable day, with the notable exception of the bloody weather which was literally freezing.
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