Thursday 1.

Busy day yesterday; as Ruth and her daughters were staying with Lizzie in London until Saturday, we motored down to Lizzie's in the morning, arriving at about eleven thirty. Lizzie, Danny, and the children were all out at work/ school. Above photo, of Freya, rose tree, and Tuva taken in Lizzie's Garden.

This one, also taken in Lizzie's garden, is of Bryan, Tuva, and Freya (Strawberry).

Ruth served up a quick lunch, then the five of us took a tube train across London to Tower Hill. The above photo is of Ruth in front of the London Wall, the lower courses of which (the first eight or nine feet) are second century Roman, i.e. circa 200 A.D. The rest is medieval repair and heightening.

 

We then walked  a couple of hundred yards, over a small drawbridge, into the Tower of London,  through an arch, and the White Tower was before us. It's only when you see it in full sunshine, that you realise how fitting and descriptive the name is. It's a grim, well proportioned old building, built by William the first (also known as William the Norman, William the Conqueror, and William the Bastard), and completed somewhere about the year 1080, I think. After I'd told the girls these interesting facts, Ruth told them that the Normans, although we think of them as French, were, in fact, Norse men (quite rightly). As residents of Scandinavia, this pleased all three of them; and anyway, it's always good to have the facts straight, and anyway, we don't want the French getting above themselves, do we?    Must get on with some work now. More bloggery later , perhaps.