We enjoy a visit to keep in touch with 'the outside world' - it gives us a perspective on life in general.
We go for the day and always stay above ground, walking most of the time but also the upstairs of the bus.
We've just booked for the new Hockney exhibition and are going to meet Leonardo da Vinci (!).
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| View from The Monument |
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The first time I went to London was a school trip in 1948. Three groups missed the train back to Nottingham. I was in one of those groups. A furious headmaster was waiting for us to turn up. Teachers did their best to inform the parents who could be reached by phone. No mobiles in those days and only businesses and posh people had telephones. We caught a later train and arrived late but we had buses waiting to take us to our local bus stops. (The children at our art school came from all over the wider Nottingham area.) I was downstairs on a double decker. Some girls were going up and down the stairs. We found out that a student teacher was busy kissing the girls on the top deck of the bus! The girls were queuing up, (no, I was NOT one of them) What a lark. Don't know if the headmaster found out but I feel sorry for the young man if he did. He may not have been given the cane (the head was NOT one to spare the rod!) but he might have been severely disciplined by the training college — expelled? I guess nowadays he may have landed up in court. Our group spent most of our time in the zoo but we did visit the Tower too. I spent a week in London with a friend (staying with her sister) a couple of years later. It is these early years I recall vividly rather than later visits. Since we did not have TVs or electronic gadgets, and no holidays in our early years, a visit to London meant a great deal to us. Nothing posh but wonderful buildings to look at and Parks to visit.
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