Saturday 5th
Headed to the airport at 2pm ready for the long flight to the UK via Dubai. It was an easy start with checkin sorted in quick time.
There was a fine required when a woman and her son pushed in. They headed down the Business Class line (despite being told not to) and then nipped to the front of the Economy queue when an opening appeared. Shameless and worthy of a fine, but I decided to not go for a photo of the culprit as the taking of photos in airports can be frowned upon.
Carolyn and I sat on different rows as she likes the aisle and I can only sleep when next to a window - and I did manage to sleep on both legs of the flight, so that was good news. I tried to read, but my mind wasn't up for that and so TV was my saviour and I watched a fair amount including the Walter Mitty movie that was enjoyable.
Sunday 6th
Anyway, the two flights (15 hours followed by 8 hours) completed and we got the tube to Tottenham Court Road, had breakfast (it was 8am by now) and headed to the hotel. Having cleaned up, we headed out for the first of our two days in London.
We went over to see the markets at Spittlefields and Brick Lane, both of which were great and energetic places with lots of interesting people and stalls.
Brick Lane had some of the best selections of food available that you could imagine - stall after stall selling beautifully looking and smelling dishes, but we weren't hungry and therefore weren't torn in deciding which to experience.
There was one fine required when a chap tried to lure us into his restaurant (as many were trying) and when we declined, he looked me up and down and said "We do large portions" as if my size indicated that I go for quantity rather than quality!
We then headed back at the hotel before heading out to Picadilly Circus to meet up with my mate Clive with whom we headed to Chinatown for dinner and story telling. It was great to see Clive again after all this time and it was a great evening. But we had to call an early end to it as Carolyn was exhausted as she hadn't managed to sleep as much as I did on the plane.
Clive and I were good mates back in our teens and early 20s, but then lost touch for many years and eventually reconnected through the Friends Reunited website. Back in 2005, I had to leave Australia due to a visa issue and during that time back in England, I caught up with Clive and another mate, Paul (Bernie) at Clive's place in Buxton. Since then, we've just been connected on Facebook and pass messages every now and then. And as he was going to be in London when we were, I arranged to catch up with him. I really great thing to do.
A great start to the trip.
Monday 7th
A slow start to the day as we were weary, but we wandered down for brunch in Covent Garden before strolling along and checking out some shops on Regent and Oxford streets. (I also spotted Jeremy Paxman walking the street too).
We then caught up with my mate Michelle - we worked together in Melbourne and she and her partner, Lockie, are now living in London. It was great to see her and she is very happy with life and London seems to suit her well. We caught up on gossip and told tales of our adventures and then moved on - it was great to see her.
After that, we took shelter from the rain before meeting my sister, Louise, and going for afternoon tea at Tiffany's department store. The root of this trip is for my nephew Daniel's wedding at the weekend in Bournemouth, so it was nice to see Louise now before the madness of the weekend distracts her.
After that, we went for a bite to eat in the West End before going to see a Jeeves and Wooster play called Perfect Nonsense at the Duke of York Theatre. It starred Robert Webb and Mark Heap and was a very funny and silly experience. It was a well directed and produced show that was slapstick due to the nature of the medium. It stuck pretty close to the original P G Wodehouse book and the three actors (Mark Hadfield being the third) were superb. It was Robert Webb and Mark Heap's first night as they had taken over from other actors who had kicked the play off a few months ago. A very enjoyable experience and I'm glad that we found the play.
After that we returned to the hotel after a longish day as we were both weary - it is hard to tell whether this is age of we are recovering from the trip. And that completed our London time.
Tuesday 8th
We headed out for breakfast before getting the tube to Heathrow. From there, we picked up a hire car and started out to drive through the Cotswolds. Having started off by driving in the wrong direction (as I tend to do), we got on track and had lunch at Henley on Thames. I am sure that I had been to Henley before, but being there didn't bring back any memories - in fact, I was quite disappointed - not as beautiful as I had thought. Oh well.
From there we drove over to Abingdon that was a lovely town - very pretty with some great old buildings that were great to see.
And then on to Cirencester which is a really nice town - the colour of the buildings (most having been built with local stone) gave the place a great look. It has a gentle feel to it and some classic looks. A lovely place to see.
From there, we headed to our rather glorious hotel in Cheltenham - oh my! I don't think I've ever stayed in such a classy place - a stunning old manor house that overlooks Cheltenham race course. Just gorgeous.
It was a relaxing day and nice to be driving through the English countryside again.
Wednesday 9th
Leaving the luxury of our hotel, we headed off for a drive through the Cotswolds - the only plan being that we'd end the day in Bournemouth.
We started with a drive around Cheltenham - not much to see - some lovely bits, but lots of boring bits. We decided not to stay, but to head off for more picturesque places.
The first village we went to see was Upper Slaughter - a pretty place that we wandered around happily. We followed this with a stroll around Stow on the Wold - very nice too.
Upon leaving there, I pulled up behind 4 other cars waiting for one to turn right. Unfortunately the woman behind was looking at a light that had come up on her dashboard and by the time she saw us, it was too late to do anything other than slam her foot on the brake and almost stop before shunting us. I didn't go into the car in front, so that was good. Anyway, these things happen. Nobody was hurt (though her dog was shaking a lot) and the company I hired the car from did what they had to do. The car wasn't badly damaged and we all went on our merry ways.
The next stop was a gorgeous little village called Castle Combe - very idyllic. We wandered around there for a while before continuing our trip and arrived at Stonehenge. Unfortunately, time had escaped us and we missed the last bus that takes people from the Visitors Centre to the stones - but we found a spot fairly close to see them from and take a couple of photos.
But time was marching on and we were getting peckish, so we headed over to a place called Fordingbridge in the New Forest - passing many of the wild ponies along the way. Having feasted, we made our way to our hotel in Bournemouth for a well earned rest.
Thursday 10th
Started the day with a bit of an explore before going over to see my mother. The three of us then headed over to Portsmouth and had a wander around and a look at HMS Victory - for no apparent reason.
From there, we headed over to Salisbury for a wander and a visit to the cathedral - an impressive building indeed.
To finish off, we went out for fish and chips - we are in England after all. It was a gentle day - which is fine by me
Friday 11th
Picked up my mother and we headed over to Sandbanks to catch up with my cousin Vicky and her two kids, Max and Millie. We had a lovely couple of hours together and it is always a pleasure to be in her company again - I do enjoy her.
After that, we wandered the shops for a while and then relaxed before having dinner with my mother's friends Paul and Wendy - an entertaining evening and a relaxing day.
Saturday 12th
Today was an easy one - just hanging around. My sister (Louise) and brother in law (Jon) arrived from London, so we spent time with them and wandered the shops a bit. In the afternoon we caught up with Vicky, Max and Millie again along with Vicky's parents i.e. my uncle (David) and aunt (Judy) - I rarely see them so it was great to do so. After Vicky and the kids left for home the rest of us went out for a lovely dinner with old family cousins, Cissie and Basil. And that was it - a fine day.
Sunday 13th
And then came the day that was the source of the trip - my nephew Dan getting married to Aimee. I had thought that it was risky to have a beach wedding in a country like England, but the weather gods were more than kind and it was a lovely day.
We joined everyone early and I got to spend time with Dan etc before we all headed down to the beach. The wedding agenda had a lot of elements that needed to come together and they did.
There was the ceremony itself within a marquee on the beach and then whilst they were having family photos, all the guests were loaded into the toy trains (sweets distributed) and we rode up and down the beach front to the amusement (and bewilderment) of the other holiday goers. Upon arriving back at the marquee, there were drinks laid on and all mingled there before heading back into the marquee that was now set up for food - so nice food was presented, speeches made (father of the bride, mother of the bride, best man and groom) and then dancing began. A pleasant afternoon of chatting and mingling occurred before afternoon tea was delivered and I sat back with a contented stomach and a happy refrain.
As things ended, we ended up back at a hotel and had a final cup of tea with David, Judy and my mother and then that was it. It was a great day - lots of enjoyable moments and lovely to see Dan so happy with his wife - they are going to have great times ahead (if he does as he is told). I am really happy to have been there, but I wouldn't have missed it for anything.
Monday 14th
Leaving Bournemouth behind we set off and had a lovely breakfast at one of my favourite places - The Wykeham Arms in Winchester - a great little stop-off.
We then made our way to the gorgeous village of Chawton to visit the house/museum where Jane Austen lived and wrote most of her stuff. It is really well maintained and displayed and there was a 10 minute film that told the story of her life. I have never read any of her stuff, but I was happy to be there.
From there, we headed to Highclere Castle which is the house used in the series Downton Abbey. I have been to many stately homes and manors etc and this is about as good as it gets. The house and the grounds were stunning - and we got to look at quite a bit of the house. It is the home of the Canarvens - it was the 5th Earl of Canarven who discovered Tutankhamun's tomb in 1922. In the basement, there are some of the relics from those digs and also some reproductions to enhance the experience - it felt weird to think of the oner of the house as being the man who was in Egypt digging through ruins and finding such wonders - I could almost imagine him coming home after his adventures. It was great.
From there we went to Oxford where we were staying in the wonderful Randolph MacDonald hotel - a lovely place in a great location. We wondered around the place for a while, went for a nice dinner, went to the pub to watch the first half of Leicester City playing Reading and then called it a night. Another day full of good adventures.
Tuesday 15th
We started the day with a drive around old Oxford before heading over to the village of Woodstock and Blenheim Palace - a place I know well from when I used to live in Oxford. It really is a gorgeous place - the grounds are stunning and the palace is huge and impressive. We didn't have time to go into the house but enjoyed our stroll around the grounds and took some good photos.
But time marches on and we had to get the hire car back and catch our plane to Barcelona. |