I felt that Cardiff was a living breathing example of a failing in local council. When prostitutes and girls pee in the gutter it means you need more public rest rooms. But then maybe my Welsh hating English father has influenced me somewhat in this regard.

I loved the British Museum so much. First you get to look at stuff, and then you get to look at the tags that specifically don't mention how they acquired it. I think I could probably try very hard to live there.

My favourite was probably the spot where they buried Oliver Cromwell and then dug him up from. Heh.