Readers will recall Rochester was the first place reached by those other bemused adventurers on a perambulatory tour of England, the Corresponding Society of the Pickwick Club. Doubtless the authenticated accounts of Shrub, Sneak and The Spesh's own wanderings, recorded herewith, will, in time, be regarded with the same esteem as those of Dickens' heroes. With that in mind, let it be noted that, like the noble Pickwickians, Shrub, Sneak and The Spesh recognise the principle of every member defraying his own travelling expenses.

Fittingly, and due to complete accident, our plucky trio arrived in the historic Medway town ...

It was early on a bright Sunday in May; surely few of the travellers filling the concourse of King's Cross station had a day in prospect as exciting as that of Shrub, Sneak and The Spesh, embarking, full of hope and anticipation, on the inaugural journey of their tour of the gift shops and cafeteria of England's cathedrals.
 
Not even the pounding rain that greeted them in Lincoln could dampen their enthusiasm; the cathedral was visible through the gloom, towering on a hill at the heart of the historic city. Before heading to the church, the trio thought ...