Holiday Inn London - Wembley
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... has all of Western Europe in there...so that will be super handy in Portugal and Spain later! We found Primark again (yuss!! Super cheap store lol) and I found a raincoat for me finally and it only cost £9 and Gaz got some Union Jack socks :-). We were beginning to get a bit hungry again, so we found a restaurant - the Football Cafe. We ordered just a shared platter...it was pretty tasty, and was just the right amount ...
... education, and services for children, young people, and their families. http://www.raggedschoolmuseum.org.uk/
The museum guide was a treat! Not only did he share his vast knowledge of the Ragged Schools and Barnardo Homes, but he also had a gift for slipping into a heavy Cockney accent. He delighted in translating the rhyming words and tried to explain what it all meant...I couldn't understand a thing ...
And we're off.... It's a suitcase rather than a rucksack, it's the western world rather than the eastern and it's the dollar instead of the baht. Eight hours in the air, six movies, two meals later and we touch down in Chicago. One passport stamp, sixteen train stops and two coffees further, and we're outside Dyson offices waiting for Sarah. 17:20 local time, 23:20 GMT, the adventure ...
... Sue and I ended up travelling together on and off for almost 6 months.
This morning before the wedding we had to go and pick up a hire car for the next part of our trip, as the rental place wasn't open on Sundays. Thankfully they'd given us a small car and not "upgraded" us to a giant one, as rental places often do. It was a manual, which wasn't so bad as I'm quite used to driving them now.
Then we went back and met up with the girls at the pub for lunch ...
... cease its falling. I had taken myself off from my friends for the day, to spend some time on my own to seek some clarity. I knew that something was brewing and a decision about ‘something’ needed to be made. Sat in that snow, having fallen clumsily into it, I had my moment of clarity. I told my friends of my intentions later that evening.
Hurtling down the smooth tarmac of the southbound M1, I looked out over the rolling fields of ...