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... t know where he gets his money from but we did have a good time in a pub watching the Rugby World Cup. That turned into a long night as there were two New Zilanders in the pub and we ended up going to dinner with them and Roger and friend. At the end of the night David and Kevin (NZ) weren't making sentences anymore and both had to be taken home.
We met up with my sister Julie and husband Peter and spent a lovely day with them in Cambridge, doing lots ...
... We literally caught our first glimpse of France just having emerged from the Chunnel). That sent me in panic mode. Had I missed the rest of my booking by a day? Had our train to France been missed by 24 hours? Obviously not because I just wrote we'd come from the Chunnel and glimpsed France. But apart from telling you that should have been suspenseful and tense, it sure was for me. But that wasn't the end because we had tickets ...
... the city. Our first stop was the Victoria and Albert museum. There, we saw an exhibit on the idea of luxury as well as Raphael's "cartoons." These are massive paintings by Raphael which are considered cartoons due to the latin root meaning "large paper." I was astounded by both the beauty and preservation of the paintings. Near the museum, we found Lebanese food for lunch. We then took the tube to Westminster so that ...
... but soon stopped. We then went for a walk to Big Ben. We were close to Westminster Abbey so we decided to walk there and went on a tour through the Abbey. What an amazing piece of history!! So much history in one building!! We spent about an hour in the Abbey. As we were leaving the Police were there with sniffer dogs. One person said there was a memorial service going to be held in one ...
... to the roped pathway said it was for groups only, so we kept going. And we got worried - where were the people? We found our entrance, and there was no one there. We went inside, and there was no one there. We zigzagged all the way through to the ticket office, and finally saw another customer buying tickets. At the desk, we presented our trophy: a slice of cardboard from the Frosties packet that we've been carrying around since Manchester. (When we cater our ...