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I've seen Fire and I've seen Rain
... rain. I suppose the weather here has been on the news in Australia as large parts of the UK have been flooded. We were lucky as it was never that bad. A few roads closed due to flood but the caravan site just got soggy.
Also forgot to mention in the last entry that on Saturday when we left the cottage I had to spray the car windows with de-icing fluid. Sings of things to come. Must get the car anti-freeze ...
A great day out
... verge of closing up for good when by sheer chance Wallace, of Wallace and Grommet fame, said the immortal words 'not even a bit of Wensleydale" when the love of his life in the Close Shave episode said she didn't like cheese. W and G fans all over the UK then decided to try Wenslydale and the brand was saved. Good old Wallace, what a star. I was expecting a monument erected in his honour outside the creamery, but alas ...
Day 9: Nun Cote Nook Farm to Richmond, 6 miles.
... what you imagine in your mind's eye when daydreaming of what the Coast to Coast will be - green rolling hills and stone walls carving up the landscape. There were also lots of abandoned and ruinous farm buildings, reminders of a way of life that died out many generations ago.
Marske itself was a charming village surrounded by beautiful scenery and we walked up on to higher ground to follow a shelf beneath a limestone cliff, which had lovely views of the River Swale in the ...
London to Miami
... snacks, all pretty good.
Miami was hot but all we saw was the airport, taxi to fort lauderdale was a surprise. Apart from being eighty bucks I'm sure the guy was in crazy taxi, they modelled the driving on his I reckon, only thing missing was the random youfs dragging the driver out at the lights.... Anyway into the hotel with great intentions of checking out the town rapidly evaporating into a bottle of water then ...
London
... massive highways and monorails, lacking all those superficial, city-shaped things, London exists as an entity. It works by itself. It's a place where things happen, and where things keep happening, becuase they always have and always will.
Stepping out from Cannon Street Station, a smallish stop near the Bank of England, I was looking for London Stone. I'd read, and been warned, that its present state was less than inspiring, but that didn't ...