Premier Inn Twickenham Stadium
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... 1 hour on train from my house and is south west of London. I haven't been to a footy match in so long, it was great to be amongst the crowds once again. As our train got closer to Twickenham more and more rugby fans were getting on, all excited for the big match ahead. The pubs were over flowing with rugby fans, BBQs cooking roasts and Australians and English men roaring with pride. A plus note, there was no queue for the female ...
... no wheels, I decided to walk to Twickenham to revisit Eel Pie Island, where the family stayed before John & Maria's wedding in 2012. It was 2+ miles. Enjoyed the walk, past typical English houses, some Tudor-style, and white-barked birch trees, across people-friendly crossings and past the Twickenham Rugby Stadium (ra ra!) and lovely English pubs. Even found a barber called Buck's with a special message for Dominic (see photo). ...
... to pay for high tea, and didn't make it to Harrods (the last one wasn't on purpose).
Some family friends, Ted and Susie Meads, happened to be in London at the beginning of last week so we were able to meet up on Tuesday and have lunch at their lovely hotel in Mayfair. Ted, I hope you don't mind me telling, but you know I love this - his family was there to see the bench plaque that his father made for his mother in Berkeley Square Gardens. Remember ...
Around eight hours later of headaches, bumping, and hoping their mother (the mother of the screaming children ) could read my mind, we landed in London at 6:55am (their time) / 1:55am (EST). From there, the Africa team and I parted. They had a twelve-hour layover and were able to go out and explore London whereas I only had two and a half. After ...
... the street from the Angel office and served complete meals of meat/eggs/grains. When attempting to place an order, the person behind the counter informed us that they just don't take cards. We still hadn't been to a bank to withdraw pounds, and so we were forced to continue our search for a meal.
A few feet away from that diner, we enter another, one that has pastries on display. We pick which ones we like and a lady bags them and hands them over. Meanwhile, Jimmy ...