Trafalgar Square with Big Ben
millennium Wheel 06.10.04
Horse Guard
We crawled wearily through our front door at somewhere in the region of 1.00 am this morning to be greeted by a freezing cold flat and two huffed cats after a 9 hour drive, courtesy of the M1 being 'closed for works' for a significant distance and a diversion, seemingly involving a tour of Yorkshire in it's entirety, having been cleverly put in place doubtless by some bureaucrat sat in a warm office at a reasonable hour.
Coming home is a strange mix of emotions, part of me looks forward to getting back to my own 'patch', seeing the cat's and having my own space whilst the other part of me is always very sad to leave my parents behind again, particularly on occasions like this one when I don't know when I will next see them but I do know it will not now be until next year.
So a good time was had, time spent with my parents, my sister and nieces and we managed to make it to my brothers home for an evening too. We ate copious amounts of good food, my parents are heavily 'into' fine cuisine, so much so that a trip to a good restaurant is generally a disappointment by comparison, we talked until we were hoarse, we did London, walked in the countryside collecting conkers and partook of some retail therapy courtesy of Mr Al-Fayed (no comment) etc.
I have posted a few pictures to be 'going on with' but I have over 300 to sort through and there is a mountain of post holiday washing to attend too before I can fiddle here endlessly without guilt. Please bear in mind the pictures are purely a photographic record of my trip, it was never my intention to knock David Bailey from his position so forgive me for having Big Ben at a strange angle or other similar errors! Hell....I'm a woman, I can't eat, talk, stare in wonder at sights before me and take a technically correct photograph! :o)
I'll be back with more later once I have dug myself free of the pile of laundry!
6 Comments:
Yes you can! We women are expert at multi-tasking, famous for it! lol
Welcome home, Scottie! We've missed you. Looking forward to seeing more of your tourist-type pics. Oh. Btw. That horse guard is really doing a bang up job of guarding that horse. No one could even think about tampering with it while he's sitting on it.
Whats a conker? (besides a rock, or brick...)
and Dale's perhaps misinterrpted the photo... seems to me the Horse is doing a fine job of guardin the guy! Weck-coom home sis!
Thanks for the welcome backs :o)
Dale you fool! hehe
Magz: I rekon you're right, lol and a 'conker' is a horse chestnut....do kids not play 'conkers' in Az??
Yiippppppppeeeeeeeeeeee....your both home in one piece. Show us the pics of everything ya bought in Mr Al whatevers humble wee store!! LOL...magz...we even have conkers down here....must be the convict in us.
Conkers? What a great name! We played "chestnuts" here in Toronto. (I guess we're not quite as imaginative as you Brits.) I remember it well. It was a boy's game. We'd collect horse chestnuts from local trees and extract the brown, shiny nuts from their spikey shells. Then, we'd use a nail to poke a hole through them and thread a shoe lace through and tie a knot at the end. Each player would take his turn laying his chestnut on the grass while the others were allowed one attempt each to use their chestnuts to crack the one on the ground. The boy who's nut was the last to break was declared the winner. I'm smiling as I recall it. You never see it played anymore though. Kids today are too addicted to their electronic toys.
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