This blog is posted mostly everyday when we take a break from our usual retired Life as former full-time RVer's and travel overseas.

Saturday, August 31, 2019

A Henry the Eight Day - Aug 30, 2019

It's not every day that you get to go see a castle of a King made famous by the song by Herman's
Hermits. Confused Bob.

London is a city under construction.

The tide is out on the Thames.

Your gases to what it means is as good as mine.

Just a block from the entrance to Hampton Court, Castle are the homes of two famous persons. The top two are of Michael Faraday's residence, he of electrical fame. While the bottom is of the great architect, Christopher Wren.

Required selfie. Note to Bob, check aperture settings before taking photos. Bungling Bob.

Count yourself lucky, my count I took 24 photos of chimneys today but will only subject you to these three. It was fascinating noting how many different designs there were to the chimneys. It's not everyone's cup of tea but it's mine and it's my blog. Bad Bob.

Docent in character inside the castle. They are who they portray and they are not allowed to break character which can make for some fascinating conversations.

One of the eight wives of Henry. Interestingly when he disposed of them by whatever means he chose, all traces of them were wiped from the castle.

The King himself.

Family portrait.

Modern rendition of King and Queen. As noted before, Henry wore the pants in his family, while in this family I know my place. Subservient Bob.

Linda laughed at the spelling of wine on the barrel. It is one of the neat things about the castle as they have tried to show it as it was during the time of Henry and many of the items carry the spelling of that time.

One of those, I just like this photo, photos.

The castle itself and the grounds are enormous and are well worth the trip to see them. The best part is that unlike the masses of people at the better-known castles, here you can actually see things rather than just other people.

The photos tell it all. It's 250 years old and the grape variety is Black Hamburg which is a sweet table grape. If you look closely at the photo you will see dozens of clusters hanging from it. Unfortunately because it is housed in a glassed end area, it is impossible to take a photo of all of it.

Walking through the dahlia garden Linda spied this variety, one we'd never seen before.

Scenes of London.

But we do see a few tab tops, they are few and far between. This is the sum total of today's collection.

Linda with her favorite rosemary gin and tonic. Happy wife, happy life, happy Bob.

An around the world yacht race. They are actually moored outside our fifth story hotel room which you can see in the background. They're going to be open for the public tomorrow so when we return from our outing, assuming were not too tired, will take a look. It's why we don't like to make a great deal of plans, but take things as they are when we travel. There are people in the group that seem to have every minute preplanned and rush for one thing to another. That is definitely not our style.

Friday, August 30, 2019

A London Walkabout - Aug 29, 2019

The view from our hotel room. This is what is known as St. Katherine's Dock, and while it's greatly changed today, at one time it is where clipper ships docked with their cargoes to be offloaded into warehouses.

I titled this a London walkabout, and we did really do a lot of walking, but to get there we first had to take the tube.

Our guide, Tony, is from the east end of London, a real cockney, so that was where we were heading for our walkabout and it is obviously an area that the trains are not full heading towards.

Back in the day this was the rough-and-tumble area of London and this police call post is a remnant of those days.

So why am I posting a photo of a police station? Well it was on the same site that the first put the station ever in the world was built.

I had the slip those chimney pot photos in somewhere, so this look like the place. The contrail in the first photo is an added bonus. Boastful Bob.

Tony giving us run down of some of the things that went on in this area during the old days. Interestingly enough some of the old days actually included his childhood.

We call them tenements or projects, here they are estates in this was where Tony grew up. Today it has been much more civilized.

Located nearby was something that changed the sides of buildings in this area of London. Someone can take a spray can and what results is vandalism, or it could be what we call graffiti but Ben Eine and others created art. But as you can see from the first photo the vandals and graffiti artists will the face anything.

That is not blood on the front of Linda's top, but this little narrow aisle he was filled with the at one time because this was where a number of Jack the Ripper's victims were found.

The name of a barbershop near where Jack the Ripper did his ripping.

Another of those, you never know what you're going to find when you download and is photos.

Enjoying a crêpe at Spittlefields market. We had never visited here and supposedly it was excellent market, but will take the unbelievable crowds it unbelievable amount of things to discover at the Portobello Road market.

The big smile is for the fact that if you look at her hand you can see it through the dress. And not only would you see her hand you would see everything else. And no, miss modesty did not buy one. Disappointed Bob.

This shop didn't just have a sign, the whole storefront was the sign.

I joked with Linda that every year we come here she goes over and stands by Caesar, while I take her photo. I'm still not sure why grabbed a hold of his hand for the photo other than the fact that it was highly polished so lots of other people had. Perplexed Bob.

London is just as beautiful at night as it is during the day.