BEST WESTERN Normanton Park Hotel
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Our plan for the next leg of the trip was to head to Nottingham as Marg was very keen to see if she could locate the man in the green tights who we had on good authority was a better than average archer. Unfortunately whilst the weather was not wet the very high winds persisted and making good time was difficult and tiring so we made an impromptu decision to stop at Peterborough for the night. As it turned out it was a terrific decision as ...
... the airport. It would not have been a stretch to get on another plane to fly from where we had docked to the transfer plane at the other end of the terminal however we were thankful for the opportunity to walk and stretch our legs. We were able to pause briefly and snap some photographs and the now customary selfies inside the terminal before boarding the connecting flight. The jouney to Heathrow took a further twelve and a half hours and we were both completely tired ...
... stones and made into brooches such as a bird and a mermaid with a really fat tummy. Elizabeth Taylor’s diamonds featured, as did a Harnell gown from about 1956 or 7 worn by the Queen on a state visit to France which was embroidered with pearls, gold thread etc.
For lunch we met Vince at Sloane Square, we were able to say goodbye to him before he goes travelling around Asia and Australia for several weeks, then we headed ...
I'm writing this from the comfort of what I laughingly call
'my office’ at home. We arrived home on Wednesday afternoon, to rain and wind
and hail.......bugger.....so, here’s what’s been happening to us
I’ll start where I
left off, at the camp site at Colombres, on 5th May.......
1030......up early and away! Well, reasonably early.....can’t
be too careful at our ...
... and wind down at the cottage.
Again, the cottage lay quiet as I sit here typing away and the FDN and the FDF sleep soundly in their beds. Laci, however, has pushed my bedroom door open not once, but twice, to make herself known to me – walking around the room, stopping at the side of the bed, staring at me, etc. I finally shooed her away and shut the door a little tighter – who knows, I may wake up with a ...