I was amazed at the camaraderie there was between the eight of us during our visit to London, Travelling in a group is by far the best way to go. The fact that we were from three different generations did not cause any conflict, we just had a ball. From the ‘Selfie’ we took as we sat in the chauffeur car on the way to Tullamarine till late that first Sunday afternoon, we were still so full of expectation, even though it was some sixty plus hours since we had slept in a bed.
We learned so many things, here are a couple.
(a) ‘All that glitters is truly solid gold’at the V&A.
Fiona admiring the Gold
(b) You don’t throw out your carpet square even if it is hundreds of years old. (To protect this one they only turn the lights on for a very short period each fifteen minutes.)
Shane with said carpet
(c) Most of all I learned that don’t touch means DON’T TOUCH!!!! We were coming to the end of our visit and were looking at a beautiful old tester bed. I’m not too sure whose it was or what the sign said. But, it inferred that one should not sit on or place any of ones body parts on it. I only wanted to poke it with my index finger just to check if it was soft or hard. Bad move! The second my finger touched the bed the loudest of sirens was activated. Oops! So embarrassing!
Took no photos, For obvious reasons we moved on quickly.
(e) Finally we learned that as it was now seventy plus hours since a proper nights sleep we probably ought to expect to wane a little.
After the V&A we went back to The Mansions, regrouped and went out for a pub meal. We all agreed it was the best of days and we’d do it again in a heartbeat. Everyone slept soundly that night.