I’m glad we got to come back to London, not least of all because of the first-rate hospitality we’re being treated to by Charlotte & Co. Thanks! Continue reading
I’m glad we got to come back to London, not least of all because of the first-rate hospitality we’re being treated to by Charlotte & Co. Thanks! Continue reading
So – it has been a while since we have posted but we have been busy bees rushing around and also just hanging out! We have done an awful lot – mostly in the first three days since arriving. Jere has written a lot but here are some more highlights…. Continue reading
Brigton’s great. There’s a crazy pier stuffed with all manner of brightly-lit, flashing amusements, junk food stalls, gaming and gambling avenues, fish, chips and seagulls: things I would usually go to some effort to avoid (all except the seagulls that is, and possibly the fish and chips). It juts far out over the furious sea on an army of spindly legs which for some reason haven’t yet collapsed (unlike Brighton Pier Mark I, which fell in the drink; his skeleton still pokes above the waves). Continue reading
Well, here we are – the last part of our trip before getting to stay with my sisters Charlotte and Miranda. We picked Brighton as it was an easy place to drop of the hire car and then train on to Charlottes. What wasn’t so easy was actually returning the hire care as they have a wee labyrinth of one way streets and no exits but we managed it and have no scars to show for it! (nor did the car!) Continue reading
Through absolutely no planning whatsoever we happened to be in Glastonbury Abbey at 12:12:12 on 12/12/12. In fact, we were probably standing by the actual alleged burial place of King Arthur himself (can’t be entirely sure, wasn’t looking at my watch). Cool, huh? Continue reading
So after we left Bath we took a winding tour through the english country side in the heaviest frost I have ever seen. It was really beautiful but freezing – not surprising! Anyway, we had booked a couple of nights in a random town down on the coast of Devon called….Beer!!! Picked purely on a meal we had in the cotswolds at an Old English Inn (they are a chain) and they gave us a money off voucher with our meal to use again at another in the chain so I picked the Anchor Inn in Beer. Continue reading
Them Romans had the right idea: taking a long hot steamy soak in the healing waters of Bath (or Aquae Sulis, as they called it back then). We got there via a pretty drive through more delightful English countryside, this time blanketed in a very heavy layer of frost, stopping at Prinknash Abbey where I bought some incense made by the monks who live there. Due to expert navigation by Kate we made it smoothly into Bath, despite the oftentimes indecipherable squiggle of roads that lattice this land. Continue reading
Bath. I loved Bath and could easily see myself living here (as long as I has enough money to live about the same area as we stayed!)
We drove in to town and managed to find our B&B with limited dorking around. I am just going to say that english roads and particularly in towns are really confusing and not user friendly! Continue reading
For a time we’ll be out from under the yoke of public transportation systems: we’ve got wheels! Picked up our little Vauxhall from Hertz and hit the road outta Oxford. Continue reading