Passage to Sackville.: tower bridge

I went to England last year and so I was surprised to find myself heading back again this year; but how could I not go back for my Aunt Audrey's 90th birthday ?

I find flying quite magical. And was amazed to see Windsor Castle passing below the plane; three days before the royal wedding.

My cousin Steve once more offered his lovely apartment for me to crash in. Last visit I tried to "tough it out" and not waste my first day in England and ended with a headache. This time I immediately settled onto his couch for a lovely nap. "Wake me in two hours", I asked. Instead I woke on my own to the aroma of dinner four hours later.

From Steve's I headed to Limehouse to stay with my nephew Andrew and his wonderful wife, Jess.

I was so glad to finally meet Jess and we had a marvellous wander around the nearby marina and beside the ever changing Thames.

Folk have to manage the locks themselves

While Andrew and Jess worked, I happily explored London on my own.

Tours were offered of the inner workings of Tower Bridge; including a walk across a glass floor looking down on the river and road below. Wowsa. I couldn't resist that.

Even better, one section of the glass walkway had a mirrored ceiling above it making for some interesting photo opportunities.

The monument to the Great Fire of London (1666) is a narrow column built in 1671 which once-climbed affords marvellous views of the city.

What had to be impressed upon me was the fact that it was 311 steps to reach that amazing view.

However I did get an official certificate when I reached the bottom. I was amazed that it had only been 311 steps; my guesstimate was more around the 5,000 mark !

London is a feast for the eyes; even derelict buildings have a certain beauty. I marvelled at the Butterfly bushes growing all over this place.

These ruins of St. Dunston in the East is a church that was bombed in WWII.

Notice the palm tree; this is in London.

In Greenwich I visited the Cutty Sark built in 1869. Unlike our own famous Blue Nose it is no longer in the water but instead perched like a stranded creature caught in a trap.

London is so chock a block full of amazing things to see. Standing on the deck of the Cutty Sark with the Thames in the background and a domed structure on the left. What do you suppose it is ? Ladies and Gents toilets ? Want to guess again ?

It's the entrance to a 1,300 foot walking tunnel under the Thames that was opened in 1843 !

Of course I had to follow it, not realizing that where I wanted to go was in the opposite direction. So, once I reached the other end, I walked back ... wondering just a teeny bit about the ceiling leaks ...

Since I was in Greenwich I went for a lovely stroll through Royal Park and up the hill to the spot where the Eastern and Western hemispheres meet.