Tuesday, September 12, 2017

FIRST TO SURREY IN ENGLAND

(Although my photos were in the blog, uploading from word processor to blog, they disappear! I need a 12-year-old....)
  The journey actually begins Aug 22 from Calgary to Heathrow, met by Ted’s brother/wife Dave and Shelagh, a visit to sister/husband  Anne/Graeme then to Dave’s home for 5 days in Bookham Surrey. 
  For 5 days we were entertained with fine dining at home and away, especially our Golden celebratory lunch - first of 6 special occasions! - at Kinghams. The latter a beautiful 15th century restaurant in nearby Shere. Seafood galore, scallops turbot, crab - outstanding desserts later in the garden.  
  Memory invoking as Freda and Jack Kingham and their big ugly bulldog Timber lived next door to us for my 14 years in Baldock. And later we find my sister knows someone who also knew this family 60 years ago. Small world.
  With glorious weather for the first two weeks of our stay, we thoroughly enjoyed many lovely jaunts. With Dave and Shelagh, high tea at House of Fraser and visit to guildhall and castle at Guildford, where Ted’s London office was located back in the Bow Valley days. 
  A day out on the Thames, parked at Houses of Parliament on the first day that Big Ben failed to strike. A sail downriver to Greenwich and the Meridian line where all time originates. Splendid views of London all round. 
  A walk through the Naval colleges and Queen’s house, all new to us. But parking in Central London for the day -L40 about $66!
  Next day niece Sarah picked us up for a leisurely lunch at the ‘it’ place, The Ivy, which has opened a brasserie in nearby Cobham. Tarte tatin with calvados, sublime!
  Jet lag kept raising its ugly head for the best part of a week so it was eagerly bed for us there. But RnR in the beautiful garden pergola solved the soul too. And a bit of Proms music in the evenings to wind the brain down.
  Eating at home, we feasted on veggies almost exclusively from their garden of Eden, fresh crab and skate from British waters. 

  Our last day there, we visit Paineshill Park, where we attended a friend’s daughter’s wedding some 9 years ago. A beautiful restful stroll with their own vineyard.

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