Saturday, April 5, 2014

LONDON: the BEST first, then the rest.

I am going to be brief, but that does not in any way diminish our joy, excitement, or  delight with visiting to the Hungerfords of London.

The best things about London are the members of our family.  Anyone can see the Tower Bridge, Shard, and several palaces, but not everyone gets to spend time with our very special family in London.

Upon arrival in London, Jason came to our hotel to escort us to their new abode. (It was so good to see him in person after so long).  We had the Crystal Palace route down, so this was a new one at Herne Hill was one we needed guidance to learn.  How fortuitous that we should choose a hotel with a direct route to the family's new home!  Sometimes things just work out.

Our greeting by  Bethie and Charlotte was so wonderful.  It was as if we had been there just last week.  Each of the following visits were progressively jubilant and exciting. It was great to hear about activities, future plans, and general chit-chat by all. 

Meeting and getting to hold and coo with Peter, our newest family addition, brought back memories.  He is such a happy baby.  He was only a bit fussy when he decided it was time to eat and only Mommy was wanted then.   The rest of the time, he allowed us to share him.  Weighing in at 14 pounds, Peter is a healthy boy.

Charlotte is delightful.  She loves books and reading.  She is quite imaginative and creative.  We were fortunate to  attend her dance recital during our visit.  It was very sweet to see Charlotte warm up to Grandpa Marshall for special time together while sharing books or play.

Sunday, March 30 was Mums Day in the UK.  Jason took Bethie and I, the moms, as well as Marshall and Charlotte to Tea at the Grovsner Hotel at Victoria Station.  It was quite elegant and filling.  Tea, champagne, and tasty treats -- delightful. 

We took the train back to Herne Hill following a bit of shopping at Victoria Station.  Following a bit more visit, it was time for us to head back to our hotel and the end of our family time in London.  With clean clothes--oh, yes, Bethie and Jason even took care of our laundry--we sadly said good bye and made our way to the local bus stop and trip to  our hotel.

We have wonderful memories of our trip to London; and fortunately, Bethie and Jason are great at creating photo-histories of events that we can visit  as our minds get fuzzy. 

To quote Bob Hope, "Thanks for the memories. . . ."