Does there yet linger in these streets the remnants of inspiration that moved the quill of the bard himself?  I can only hope to imbibe some wee bit of that gift, as I boldly step into the further pursuits of academic writing.  We enjoyed a beautiful day of touring Shakespeare’s home town, which has been a market town for well over 1,200 years.  The theatre was closed, but the coffee shops were open, and we seem to find coffee in every port of call.  From here we took the train into London.