Last Day in England

My visit to England is at an end, barring a quick visit tomorrow to my old haunts in central London - Oxford Street, Regent Street, Marks & Spencer, - I cannot resist my trip down memory lane.

Here are photos of a couple of English pubs visited.  The Fox on the Hill is the "family" pub frequented by my brother Chris and all his gang.  Cousins Martin and Sam took me for lunch at the Scotsbridge Mill today.  Although the sign says "riverside pub" actually the river flows through the pub.  One can sit and view the flowing water as one eats.  But as there was a glass barrier, my photos had too much reflection to show you.

A quick anecdote - grandson Jack and I were in London in July, 2005, and were caught up in the ecstatic euphoria at the announcement that England had won the right to hold the 2012 Olympics.  And here I am again, in 29012,  part of the hype of the past week of those Olympics, and witness to much celebration.  The bunting is to be seen to be believed, and Union Jacks adorn absolutely everything, from shoes to toilet paper.  It has been fun to be part of it all.