
St. Neots, UK
Today I went into Huntingdon and did a bit of shopping and hanging about. I decided to go for a wander down to the bus station to see where I could go off too. I hung about for a while before I decided to take a trip to St. Neots, where my father was born. I hopped on the bus and it took about half an hour through the English Countryside to get there.
St. Neots is quite a big town, by Huntingdon standards, with a big church and a nice central market square. I we...