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And so after a long flight - 12+ hours - we arrived in Paris, grabbed a quick drink and then on to Birmingham. Unfortunately, Pat's suitcase decided to stop off in Paris but will hopefully be delivered tomorrow! Back to a sunny UK, with a temperature not much cooler than Hanoi yesterday, where the blossom is in full swing. Lots of memories of a lovely holiday. ...
It was very dark and wet when we woke up to the alarm. Leanne arrived as planned and drove us to the airport. Unfortunately, as we left the M6 there was a huge tail back where we needed to go, presumably due to an accident.. We sat in it for a while, moving 100yds in 10 mins. Action was needed so we headed off towards Tamworth where we saw signs towards Coleshill. At least that was vaguely in the right direction. Between my limited knowledge and Leanne's iPhone, ...
... and places and always tells her stories with passion and humour, and delights in surprises and ripples of shock in the telling. Today was no exception and she reminded me of the time she was teaching in Singapore in the 1960's. She'd flown to Bangkok and then took a flight to Ankor Wat and found herself on the same flight as Somerset Maugham, and on arrival in Cambodia in the same hotel too! Her companion tried ...
... above the lock, where a large dutch barge was moored and the lockkeeper came to chat to the people on the barge. We guess that’s where he had been earlier which was why he didn’t hear or see us. When we asked if the VHF was working, he said he hadn’t been trained to use it, so it was switched off.
The 14 day mooring pontoon was full, so we decided to lock up off the river into the start of the Worcester and Birmingham canal. There are two ...
... in the same part of rural Queensland where my mum grew up. When she went over to the UK many years ago she stayed with Martin and his family. When we all went over in 1983 (and then I remained in the UK) I visited Martin and his family. I also met his wonderful friends Jenny and Graeme. Whilst I couldn't catch up with Jenny and Graeme this trip we all met Martin's wife Caroline and her mum Anne for the first time.
Martin and Caroline married ...