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... Square around dusk and enjoyed some street performers doing everything from beatboxing to a type of singing dancing thing. It was a very lively atmosphere. We left for Birmingham around noon the following day. We had been concerned that I hadn't given us enough time in London, but in all honesty, we were eager to leave the crowded city. It was a great city, but a bit too big and overpopulated for ...
... the best place to start. I think I had the best seat in the house!
People started filing in, all the while I was beaming at nothing in particular, bouncing up and down on my front row seat and trying my hardest to resist doing a handstand in the blank area of ground infront of me.
Hardest thing ever!
The people behind me sat down and I had a short discussion with them and then got talking to an usher when she wasn’t busy.
We had ...
... was just beginning. Its arches are just beginning to be pointed. Unfortunately, the light coming in prevents a clear photo of the clerestory. Seeing the varying styles is fascinating. The choir sits in the west end, and the high altar which was stunningly lit by many candelabras at the east end.
Once we were allowed in the church I was quick to get in and find a brilliant seat, not far from the choir and right next to the lectern where ...
posted it over the bar after I signed it and one day when I return he said it
will still be there. Brilliant.
Sunday didn’t turn out to be as rainy as they had suggested,
but I struck out to see the Churchill War Rooms, an underground bunker in the
middle of London near Number 10 Downing Street where Winston Churchill ran the
British side of WWII. They took great
care to keep everything just as it was. ...
... at our hotel at 6.30pm after a very successful but exhausting day. we celebrated our navigation skills with a beer and a glass of champagne at our hotel before heading back down the road for a nice Italian meal. They must have known that we needed a drink as a glass of white wine turned into a bottle some how. Much to Mike's disgust I put the 1/2 empty bottle or full bottle in my handbag and took back to our hotel for another ...