Eastgate and that clock again
We utilized the bathroom facilities in the mall, then while Gail and her Mom tarried once again in yet another shoe store, I finished my pastie. When we finally got out of the mall, we walked out on to Eastgate Street. Looking down the street we could see yet another entrance into the walled city, the Eastgate. And up on top of it sits that unusual Victorian clock. Apparently it has become the unofficial symbol of the city, much to the chagrin of the locals who want the town to be remembered for its Medieval architecture.
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