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Oh, England. Where to start. Not at the beginning. It was very strange to walk down the street, sit in a restaurant, walk into a store, and hear English spoken all around you. It has been 6 months since that was normal.
And what English! Much of it was perfectly understandable, but some of it was in accents so different that it might as well have been a foreign language. And one would pick up snatches of conversation that were like - I don’t ...
... but there was supposed to be a seal show due on but of course it had to be raining but no Zac really had to see it so we stood In the rain and watched and as I had no rain jacket with me I was trying to get Zac to share his with me by putting it over both of our heads this just resulted in me wearing the rain jacket as he was getting sick of holding it :D that was great for me as now I wasn't getting wet the seals were very cute and ...
This morning we woke early for our last day trip! We went to Canterbury to see the home of the Canterbury Tales and learn more about the Tudor Dynasty that ruled for over a century and is reason for all of England's religious tensions through the 16th and 17th centuries. The Cathedral was beautiful but I preferred Westminster's a bit more. We spent the day touring the city and popping in ...
... edge of the cliffs where we could see France. There was a lodge up the top where some of the swimmers stayed, who crossed the English Channel and had plaques placed on a wall in recognition of their efforts. (Susie Maroney obviously never stayed there.) Hawkinge Crematorium near Folkestone, was where Grandma and Grandad's plaque and ashes were. Frances didn't know where the plaque was, so we split up and within five minutes, John had located ...
... in a cosy café, eating delicious cakes and peering out at the pier through the downpour, John’s phone rang. It was the Oxford campsite saying they were flooded and would be closed for at least a week! Panic stations! John tried various other sites in the Oxford area and eventually found one that wasn’t flooded and had a vacant pitch, so next day we set off.
Lincoln Farm Park, near ...