Posted in England on September 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The lovely Morag, a family friend, once again made us feel completely welcome and at home with her in Islington. We really enjoyed her company and had lots of fun chatting in the evenings over dinner
Brian was away in Holland for the few days we were here and so Joseph was in charge [...]
Posted in England on August 29, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Monday was a Bank holiday and we spent it with my dear friend from work (AUT) Robyn. She is over here for 6 months and has found herself a great job in a University library over here – not easy arriving in a country with nothing organised but just a desire to make changes [...]
Posted in England on August 29, 2008 | 1 Comment »
On Sunday Dad got up at 5.30am to catch the car ferry to Holland for his course. Turns out he was an hour and a half early getting to the ferry - mum says serves him right for being too punctual.
J, P, mum and I caught the tube into town. We looked at the Houses of [...]
Posted in England on August 29, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The first day we arrived Joseph and Dad went to a football match (Spurs v Sunderland). Uncle Pat’s friend had got them posh seats so Joseph had to dress up and he wore Dad’s clothes. He had to pull the trousers up under his armpits and the shirt went down to his knees. I wish dad [...]
Posted in England on August 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Now in London, Islington, with my mother’s friend Morag again.
On our way over from Ireland to England we passed through Wales and Shropshire, where my Godmother, Aunty May, now lives in a rest home. She is 5 years older than my father, so born in 1918. The rest home is in a tiny village accessable only by single, [...]
Posted in England on August 19, 2008 | 1 Comment »
We spend the night with my cousin (Dad’s nephew) Chris McKillop and his wife in a very pretty little village a few minutes out of Worksop in the North of England. The children delight in their spaniel Eliott whom they manage to exhaust by playing water games that he, as a Springer, can’t resist. They [...]
Posted in England, France on August 11, 2008 | 3 Comments »
This obviously requires much relisience and determined cheerfulness from us – tho we have succumbed and booked hostels for the 3 days B is working in Edinburgh (sp? I never know) and Glasgow – but what amazes me is why people actually choose to have their annual summer holidays in their static caravans in rainy [...]
Posted in England on August 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
After staying in London with Grandma’s friend Morag (where I liked watching my favourite books ever “Horrid Henry” on TV – and it ws the first time I had watched TV except for in Albania) we went to stay with Mum’s cousin Chris near Worksop. I really liked their TV because it had 1000 channels [...]
