We returned home from England Monday and I’ve been getting over a grotty cold ever since. I took my car Ruby to get an oil change this morning and noticed the mechanic had ‘You’ll never walk alone’ tattooed on his arm (from Liverpool Football Club) and it reminded me I hadn’t done my blog! We flew from Boston Airport, kindly Kim’s parents gave us a ride to the airport.
Logan Airport shops aren’t really as good as London airports, I never realised how good our airports in England were compared to other countries (except Norwich Airport which was truly shit). We shuffled through security like cattle and then headed off to browse the few shops. I found another Jesus magazine, like last time, no one in the store found this amusing except me. This is how I looked when waiting to board:
I think because it was a night flight the wait felt super long. Although we saw a little mouse scurrying about in the seating area that amused us for quite some time. I resisted the urge to buy something to feed it with.
Eventually we were able to board, amazingly for once I did not get seated near any children, let alone screaming babies. I think they must reserve this special treatment for when I fly alone, perhaps Kim broke the curse.
We flew with British Airways and got some little wines to make spritzers.
I like aeroplane food, I got a chicken curry although precisely the time it was served we got a lot of turbulence so trying to eat was quite funny jostling all over the place.
Eventually after lots of bumping about and crappy sleep we arrived at Heathrow.
They’d re-vamped the airport since I was last there with some English themed decorations… some of the decorations I think would be misleading to foreigners…
Then we traveled to my Uncle’s house in Upminster. My Uncle lives part of the year in Cyprus and his house was empty so he kindly let us stay for a couple of days which was nice because we got to visit with my Great Auntie Lily who lives in Barking and see my Mum’s cousin Elaine who we are close to.
On the Tuesday we made our way back into central London on the underground.
And we went for lunch in the Walkie-Talkie building with my brother, his girlfriend and my Dad who we almost didn’t recognise because he’d grown a beard!
I didn’t even realise you could go in the walkie talkie building but it had a beautiful sky garden and viewing platform. I think we went on quite a good day because you could see pretty far.
So we had a nice long lunch and a good catch up.
Charles had sorted us out train tickets to go to Wiltshire but we had some time to kill so we walked along the river Thames (pronounced ‘tems’ not ‘thay-mes’).
Uncle Jim had left us some vouchers for London attractions so I think we paid about £3.50 to go to the Clink prison museum.
For £3.50 it wasn’t bad and we got a silly photo for free afterwards.
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