Premier Inn South Mimms/Potters Bar
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... toys! It's also feels cold and has rained for 2 days solid since we returned (August in England!). We now have serious post-holiday blues. Freddie has asked if we can go away again!
Freddie - when I'm older I'm going to live in Costa Rica.
Joanne - are you looking forward to going home? William - no!
I guess that's the sign of a great trip!
So what strikes us as the main differences and what are we going to miss the most now we are back?
... National Park, Speyside, Inverness-Shire. Seems like we are in Game of Thrones every time I see a sign to "The North"! I am going to get a very good look at the countryside and the wee towns along the way. Drove up as far as Glasgow and decided that we'd had enough driving for one day and stayed in a typical B & B. Wandered down to the town for tea and all of us (including Rocco) had a big sleep. ...
... like I usually do!
I stopped off at Paddington to grab a photo of the Paddington Bear statue and purchased my ticket for Heathrow in the morning. It's going to be an early start (and I'm having a fairly late night now) but I can always sleep on the plane! The next chance I get to update the blog will probably be once I get home, but I'll be landing in Brisbane around 9pm local time on Monday night, so it might not be til Tuesday that I get around to it.
... The crowd swelled and Jason and George could not get back to us, so they watched from afar and ate the food!
Zoe and I had a great spot, right at the gates, and we loved it, the guards, the marching bands, the pomp, the ceremony! At one point the band played "The Final Countdown" by Europe-hilarious! The girls did manage to find the boys after it was all over as Jason had climbed to the top of a wall across the road and ...
... were locked, the last opened up directly onto a wall, it wasn't a cupboard at all. No time left, I pressed myself against the wall and tried to be really small remembering I had once hidden behind a milk carton.
"They've gone. You have four minutes until the cameras are back up!"
More searching, now pulling the furniture apart. I have that scrap of paper in my hand, it must mean something.
I'm now behind a curtian in the window bay ...