20 Years From Now...
"20 YEARS FROM NOW," Mark Twain said, “you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than the ones you did.”THIS online journal is dedicated to our next 20 years!
Tuesday, 30 December 2014
Friday, 26 December 2014
We arrived in Wooburn Green, Buckinghamshire the evening of December 23 from London and after a delicious dinner followed by a quick orientation from homeowners, C&D, (Thank You!) we began our latest house and petsitting assignment less than 24 hours later.
Sunday, 21 December 2014
We began the week by returning to the Museum of London to view the special Sherlock exhibit that runs until April 12, 2015. One highlight is this interview with Scottish born Sir Author Conan Doyle who explains where he got the concept for Sherlock.
Sunday, 14 December 2014
Friday, 12 December 2014
Each morning (over tea no less!) we decide upon our destination for the day. Yesterday it was the Museum of London, and because John and I do museums differently we go our separate ways almost as soon as we enter and meet later at a pre-arranged time. To give you some idea of how diverse we are, John got as far in the exhibits covering the period 850AD in London while I made it all the way to the Black Death. ;-) We're already planning a return visit to continue learning about London's history, as well as see the special exhibit devoted to "the man who never lived and will never die" - Sherlock Holmes.
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
We returned to London Monday afternoon and since then have walked here, there, and everywhere as we get accustomed to this area of the city. Our Marlyn Lodge studio apartment is a short five minute walk north of the Tower Bridge so naturally we've been across to the south side of the Thames - and back. (For the websites of each location mentioned, just click on the highlighted name.)
Tuesday, 9 December 2014
Monday, 8 December 2014
Whitby Abbey dominates the landscape. It's visible from almost every vantage point, including the bay window of our flat. Walking through the town, whether old or new or atop the west cliff, it's always there making it's presence known.
Saturday, 6 December 2014
"This is a lovely place. The little River Esk runs through a deep valley which broadens out as it comes near the harbour…The houses of the old town are all red-roofed and seem piled up one after the other anyhow…Right over the town is the ruin of the Abbey, a noble ruin of immense size. Between it and the town is another church, the Parish one, round which is a big graveyard, all full of tombstones. It descends so steeply over the harbour that part of the bank has fallen away, and some of the graves have been destroyed."
Monday, 1 December 2014
A sunny Sunday November day in York can only be described with one word - glorious. Determined to make the most of our final day in the city we left our flat and paused to admire the view of the River Ouse and the Low Ousegate bridge.