Blogs from United Kingdom, Europe - page 2941

Day 3 in Sheffield; we decide to venture into town on the tram system. Alison and Peter pointed out shops, cafés and most importantly pubs on our tutorial last night so we were of course supremely confident. Ha Ha! We took the laptop in because there must be an Internet café somewhere in town (you’d think)! Starbucks was the only place we found, so we settled in for a while of blogging and catching up with emails. The connection was so slow, and expensive, we gave up after an hour or so. During this time I found a tourist information centre and a map. There was another internet place we discovered - a bar, but opening times were different, we will try that tomorrow. We found a pub for lunch (not the Frog and Parrot we ... read more

sorry this is so poorly written. I'm too lazy to write well. Soo I went to Stratford-Upon-Avon with the lovely Janet this weekend. As much as I love Shakespeare, I think alot of the things there were stupid. The plays we saw were awesome....veryyy much worth the money we payed. However, things like Shakespeare's uncle's brother's house or Shakespeare's wife's family's house were just not cool. I enjoyed historicla and factual information, but most of it was not factual. I suspect that the town passes off alot of info concerning Shakespeare that is just myth or just "possible" not even probable. Soooo that kind of felt like getting sucked into a tourist trap. shaekespeare would think all that mess is idiotic anyway. Warwick is a castle right next to Stratford. That was really neat. There was ... read more

Well the time has come and we are on our way home (well nearly - there is still the packing to do...) but priorities - the farewell party. We got everyone together at The Morrison on Kings Rd for one last drink with them here in London. Thank you for everyone for coming.... read more

Sunday is the day Alison and Peter go grocery shopping, so we tagged along to get some supplies we cant do without. Alison was to prepare a traditional English breakfast (brunch time) for Mick complete with black pudding. While we were shopping, Alison said she had ran in to Michael, one of the old farmhands we used to know when Grandad had the farm. Unfortunately Mick and I weren't with her then, we'd walked off on our own to do some investigating... We had completed the shopping and were relaxing back at home when who should come to the door but Michael's brother Stewart! Alison said she hadn't seen either of them for ages, and both on one day was very unusual. Stewart had a family matter to discuss with Alison and Peter, so Mick and ... read more

His skin was like leather. He wore the tattered remains of what might have been a sleeping bag. His most distinguishing feature was a two foot long, one foot wide matt of hair, resembling the tail of the North American Beaver. It is unlikely that this particular Scot had ever seen a beaver, making the resemblance a phenomenon. Three years ago in late July the man had approached three naive Canadian tourists on the streets of Edinburgh to ask for spare change. He felt akin to the three because they too had terribly out style hair cuts. Today... His beaver tail swayed happily in the light breeze, basking in the autumn sun. a fleeting glance. A passerby. A familiar face. It was him, The naive Canadian with the formerly awkward haircut. Fate had brought them together ... read more