Arrived in Newcastle upon Tyne, my home town, then went walkabout. At the Quayside, looked upriver at several road and rail bridges. The top bridge was a prototype for the Sydney Harbor Bridge. The bottom, swing bridge stands on a site that may have had bridges since Roman times.
Category: UK
Ancient Octagonal Space
I’m in York, England with my brother for a couple days, a city I have explored so many times at various points in my life. Revisited York Minster’s Chapter House, an octagonal space dating from the 1280s. Took this (somewhat distorted) photo.
Thames Path Hike
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Thames Path Hike
The Thames Path is a 184-mile National Trail that roughly follows the River Thames from its source in the Cotswold Hills to the Thames Barrier east of London. For three days this week I walked part of the trail from near Reading to Oxford. I’m grateful I was joined by two friends I’ve known for… Continue reading Thames Path Hike
Sticky Toffee Pudding
A mint garnish was all that remained of a sticky toffee pudding: a fitting end to dinner on the last night of our three-day Thames Path hike to Oxford.
Abingdon
Walked from Wallingford to Abingdon, the longest section of our three-day Thames Path hike. After dinner we walked through this gateway, the entrance to former Abingdon Monastery, on our way to our hotel in a big old house by the River Thames.
Thames Path Day 1
Day 1 of 3 hiking part of the Thames Path. Home tonight is a 16th century coaching inn in Wallingford, a picturesque market town. Grateful to be walking with good friends: one I’ve known since school days, 60 years ago, and another I’ve known since moving to the US 40+ years ago.
Fleet, Hampshire
Spent the day with friends in Fleet (Hampshire, UK). We chatted so much, I forgot to take photos. Took this picture from the rather fine footpath between the train station and their home.
The British Invasion
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The Day Swinging England Invaded America
England swings like a pendulum doBobbies on bicycles, two by twoWestminster Abbey, the tower of Big BenThe rosy-red cheeks of the little children Roger Miller, 1965 I’m on board an Airbus A350 from New York-JFK to London-Heathrow. Last night, my home was the TWA Hotel at JFK. The hotel’s public spaces are in the restored… Continue reading The Day Swinging England Invaded America