White Hart Inn
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We began the day with the usual - coffee, emails and blogging before thinking about how to spend the last remaining hours of our holiday.
I suggested that we take a bus to Kingston to see another perspective rather than the train. But final packing needs to be done. Done and dusted so off for the last time.
We got a bus to Kingston and went upstairs to make full use of the views. It took a while but ...
... maybe in
this lovely London airport this not so comfortable chair may become my napping
grounds for the next 7 hours. Trying to avoid thinking about the long wait in
the London airport without being able to explore outside the walls. I have
already seen quite the variety of people here, even a family all decked out in
bright colored matching Hollister outfits… quite interesting if I say so
Up early to pack and prepare for our next adventure!
Went to the hole in the wall for additional cash and then set off for Kings Cross St Pancras station.
The station has changed quite a bit since I was last here but it's good to see that the old part has been preserved. We were quite early so had a sandwich and then readied to go through customs and have the first foreign stamp in our passports.
We boarded the train ...
Today we are on our own to travel to Brighton to see a bloke about Elm trees. This bloke Peter has discovered that Tumut is the only place in the world that has different species of elm trees still surviving and Trina has asked Pete to visit him. So we are heading to Brighton. This should be really interesting as we have to navigate 3 trains!
The trains turned out to be relatively easy but expensive! We arrived ...
... cemetery is perched high on a hill which we drove up - has a 1 in 6 gradient. The car - diesel VW Golf struggled a bit. When we got to the cemetery I clearly remember visiting it previously and could almost remember where John's grave was.
We walked up to the grave - it's near a magnificent row of yew trees. Pete cleaned the grave and said that he would like to get some flowers.
We returned to the village and went ...