Premier Inn Bristol - Alveston
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... me is quite taken with the AS but calls time as we near the end. Seeing her reading the book that Helene and Eddie had given us , whilst still in the baths, indicated to me that she'd probably had enough. We set Tim the Pom to direct us to the Royal Crescent here in Bath. We soon arrive at a cobblestoned street running in front of about 30 four storey sandstone terraces with about an acre of lawn in front of it going down a hill. It reminds me of the scene from Oliver when ...
... We headed from here to a nice park and towards West Minster Abbey cathedral. Imogen made some squirrel friends along the way. We decided not to go into the cathedral because it was so expensive so we headed over the bridge and towards the London eye Ferris wheel. Took some photos of it and said we would come back later to go on it. Never happened haha. We decided to catch the tube to London ...
... beauty and history. No trains or tubes, so my poor little left brain gets a
That will end next week however, when I go to a seaside
village near Dublin for 9 days. My friends Lan and Muriel did a housing
exchange recently and so had a contact for me there. I am so grateful though,
that Rosemary has offered her place as my center in the UK, and I can leave ...
... sounds British. .
Rosemary is a vicar’s widow, and is very involved in the village
Anglican church. We have interesting conversations about religion and the gay
issue. There are two gay couples living nearby, one of which attended the
service on Sunday. It is hard for her to imagine the kind of fundamentalism I came
out of, and the ways that issue is handled in ...
Difficult to know where to start. On Wed night when we went to the play I was introduced to a lovely elderly lady, Pat Fox. She told me that she remembered Avoncliffe House and would love to talk to me. It was Iris's turn to clean the church so Brian and I went over to meet Pat. She came with coffee and biscuits ( cookies to us yanks) and she did tell me about building a house next door to Avoncliffe and how when Leslie Caron & her husband, Peter ...