Winchester, my heart, my home, my heritage

My trip to Winchester appears to have provoked massive leaps in blog stats, no idea why, I was there for North Walls last year without provoking much reaction at all.
I didn't go to Winch to interact with the church although it was funny to joke about them, I went because that is my home town and my memories of Winchester go back long past the evil of the Diocese of Winchester and their vain and arrogant middle class patrons. As you will see, I posted pictures of my dearest favourite walk from when I was a teenager.
My trip to Winchester has no meaning in context of the diocese of winchester, who are based in Alresford anyway, but it seems to have sparked a massive amount of blog views from that silly corporation.
And yes, those who don't recognise the photos of the Bishop drowning in his crypt, look them up on Photopol's Jersey toons blog. It was a joke.