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Some Corrections....and Westminster Abbey


We've read your comment Helen, thank you for you faith in me (ie Jane). You were correct, there was a certain element of absolute rubbish(!!!!) in Daniel's entries, which were all done when I was asleep.

Oscar, you will be happy to know that Daniel didn't let you down on the trip here, BA made a big deal about their light meal options in their in flight magazine so I was a bit concerned when they started serving Daniel curry out of Bangkok.

I would just like to point out that Danie's malaria comment is the biggest fabrication. What happened was that I was in the toilet at Bangkok airport and thought I had started hallucinating when I heard a disembodied voice saying over and over 'Jane, the water, the water.' It didn't occur to me not to clean my teeth, and funnily enough given that we were going back onto a plane for 12 hours I was a bit concerned about the consequences, but no reference was made to any specific illness. Again, the service of curry when we got back on the plane did not alleviate my concerns!

Anyway, back to the chronology. On Monday we went to Westminster Abbey and did a tour of it with one of their Vergers. It was worth every penny (a whole 4 pounds).

The guide book for the tour indicated that we couldn't get access to the shrine of Edward the Confessor so we were surprised when the verger took us there, huge bonus, and that in itself was worth the extra money for the tour. We saw Edward the Confessor, Edward I, Henry V, Richard II and Anne of Bohemia, Henry III and Phillipa of Hanault. Even Daniel was impressed (and at last he had an excuse to wander around murmuring 'ancient, ancient').

There was a huge amount of people wandering around but again being on
the tour was a bonus, we got fast tracked. Daniel's highlight of the Abbey was seeing Charles Dickens' grave, mine was....far too much to list.

Before we forget, another quick note.....WHERE IS THE HEATWAVE WE WERE PROMISED!!!!!!!

It has been drizzly with some brief respites since we got here.

This afternoon (despite the weather which we assume is here to stay) we jumped on the Big Bus to have a trip around. Even with the drizzle it was great, we hadn't gotten a perspective of where everything was beforehand.

Tonight we saw Mary Poppins, it was great. We had a meal package with it at an Indian restaurant in Paddington called Imli, it was the best Indian we've both had.

Drinks weren't included and I think we had dehydrated ourselves so we sped through three bottles of water. It only cost us 10 POUNDS!!!!!!!!!! My fault, the bill was only 6 pounds something including the tip but the cheeky cow that served us thanked me and wandered off with the 10 pound note.


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Hampton Court, Tower of London

Lots of really old stuff that Jane likes. Daniel finds a really big bottle of coke at Tescos...


Up early this morning to fill ourselves on the excellent Hilton breakfast. Even includes Haggis which we have not been brave enough to go near. Maybe tomorrow.

Jane has mastered thw whole tube thing and we are out to Hampton Court in about an hour. It is full of really old things. Things to do with the Tudors. Things that look pretty good but things that I know nothing about.

The gardens are beautiful, the ceilings amazing and the state appartments are incredible. It is also raining heavily so the numbers are down.

Next, into the Tower of London which really is cool. I mean how can it not be. People got their heads chopped off and I think William Wallace got drawn and quartered without being anti-semetic at all.

The crown jewels are very impressive but one wonders if the money could be better spent on improving british tv.

It really begins to bucket down so we have to miss the Jack the Ripper tour of White Chappel which Jane was bummed about. Her knee has gone out and it is quite amusing that I am the fitter one at the moment.

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The journey begins....

Oral hygiene is not a priority in the US


The big day has come and Jane is not particularly happy. In fact, she is tense. She is certain that the terror plot foiled in the UK was merely a diversion and that the terrorists are really intent on launching a campaign from Sydney involving a herd of exploding flying kangaroos. Of course, this is nonsense but there is a sense of nervousness as we go through security.

For me, there is relief that I am allowed to take my toothpaste on board as I had packed 32.5% of the confectionary aisle of Coles at Wallsend for the journey. I am very tense about the amount of confectionary that may be aboard BA010 and perhaps even more nervous about the possibilty that they may have Pepsi.

Anway, we are pleased to learn that it is people that are flying to the USA who are bearing the brunt of the flight restrictions and who are only allowed to go on board with a clear plastic bag with their travel documents. Lets face it, they really do deserve it for going to visit George Dubbleya.

We say goodbye to Helen and David at the Airport and wander through the gates. I have to lose my belt and shoes at the x-ray and Jane is on crack point patrol to ensure no-one scores a point.

They torture us on the plane by walking past the business class before we reach cattle class. The chairs are smaller than I remember them but then again last time I went to the UK I was smaller. Jane has the window seat and we sit to a nice lady called Nicki who is on her way home to visit her family. I talk to much in the first 3 minutes so I have to remain silent for the next 4 hours so she does not think that she is going to end up in with me saying "It puts the lotion on its skin and puts it in the basket."

The food is suprising good and I spill a beer all over myself and Nicki. She takes this in good humour but I sense that perhaps detente better describes the situation.

The plane is fantastic. You can drink as much coke as you want although it comes in minutely small cans to frustrate your plans. There are also as many mars bars and maltesers as you want. I think I clawed back a fair bit of the fare.

The movies were a bit frustrating. Sound was fuzzy and the little cub died in the documentrary about tigers in New Zealand. Hope you weren't planning to see it. Michael Douglas look really plastic in The Sentinel and the Wild, a new Disney CGI, was about as good as the B grade voice stars in it although Shatner as always was outstanding.

Bangkok was hot and sticky. Jane uses the water to brush her teeth and immediately begins to worry about maleria. I probably don't help in suggesting that perhaps it is more likely she has diptheria.

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Arrival in London.....

Hercule Poirot was nicer in the TV series....


We arrive in London. The bags aren't lost. I am tired and the lack of the fabled showers of Bangkok has led to me being an orfactory insult.

We make our way to customs. Of course, we Australians, despite sticking with HRM ERII, are placed in the All Others queue while all the EU buggers fly through. Even the french, and heck, didn't we save those guys in WWII. It is OK, I forgive them, Allo Allo was just so funny.

We are met by a man at the customs desk who looks disturbingly like David Suchet from the excellent BBC Hercule Poirot series. He is not as engaging as the David Suchet version. We indicate that we are travelling all over Europe. He asks us where and even when Jane rattles off about 13 countries he simply says - 'That is not all of Europe.' Well, frankly, he can stick it as he looks a Belgian detective and he is a pom.

We escape via the tube and find the Hotel. We dump the bags and I manage to avoid the Portobello markets and persuade Jane to go with me to the British Museum. This is the best place in the World and it is full of things that you would not get to see accept the British recovered them from countries who our tour guide Jenny tells us 'Didn't really want them in the first place'. I particularly liked the word 'recovered' Call a spade a spade - they were nicked but thank goodness.

You can't touch the rosetta stone anymore as they have stuck it behind glass. Rameses II is amazing and the guide actually helped me find the Portland Vase which I had never managed to locate previously. The Elgian (sic?) marbles are still fantastic and thank goodness they were recovered too.

By the time we leave the British Museum, we are fading. However, Jane manages to get us to Trafalgar Square and into the National Portrait Gallery. Here Jane sees a lot of people she knows and I get to sit down a lot and look at paintings pretending to be enthused but really staving off tiredness.

We discover that Coca Cola is 80p but it is comes in 190 ml cans. Has the world gone topsy turvy. We make it back to the Hotel. We recover out bags from the Concierge and Jane is convinced that they have cracked her bag code as it no longer will open. Daniel spends the next hour entering every code into the bag until he discovers Jane had the bag the other way when she put the code in and 526 was 625. We laugh, we chuckle.... not.

We crash out. It is 3.00 pm and we manage to sleep unil 6.00 am the next day.

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