We packed up our luggage our estate wagon for the last time and drove back to Heathrow, the place where our adventure had started. It was raining all morning; I like to think that England was crying for us as we left.
After two months away from home, I can’t say I wasn’t ready to be home again – but I didn’t want to leave England.
Here are a few parting thoughts and pictures...
Chances are, a name is not pronounced phonetically. For instance, Gloucestershire may looked like "Glau-ses-ter-shy-er," but it's pronounced more like "Gloss-ter-sure." Similarly, Southwark is actually pronounced "Suth-ick." Ah, the delightful idiosyncracies of the English language!
Here are our ten favorite names in England, culled from tube stops and road signs:
-- Cockfosters
--Tolpuddle
--Peasedown St. John
--Pucklechurch
--Wigglesworth
--Giggleswick
--Efflefechan
--Leighton Buzzard
--Bottle Bank
A Bedford rose:
A moment of peace in the little town of Petworth:
Some British bunnies:
Hydrangeas:
A Nottinghamshire rose:
And what would England be without sheep?
2 comments:
Thank you, Shannon for this wonderful tour! I enjoyed it very much and shouldn't be suprised if I find myself scrolling through these pages again!! It will always be my dream, but thanks to your wonderful "travelblogue" I think I can wait patiently a little longer.:)
Emma
Hello Shannon! I just had a delightful time traveling through your pictures! I decided to follow you so I can come back and look some more! Blessings from Linnie
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