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Posts tagged “Great Britain

Riding the Train in England

Train, England

Traveling on the train to visit Dover, England, home of Dover Castle.
Looking out the window, I don’t know what town is visible out of the window on the journey.


Superman’s Conflict

london, england, phone booth

While in London, which one will he choose?


The Royal Pavilion in Brighton

Brighton, England Royal Pavilion

When I first visited Brighton, England it was either 1984 or 1985.
(Don’t recall which year at the moment.)
At the time, the Royal Pavilion was undergoing repairs and a facelift.
The palace was covered and hidden from view.
I returned in 2012 and this time it’s beauty was in full display.


Windsor Castle

Windsor-Castle

Photograph made several years ago.
Originally with 35mm color film, scanned with Nikon Scanner.

I love the Royal Guard standing by the Castle and the Shadow of the Soldier on the horse.
I wonder if the Queen was inside at the time.


The Royal British Guards on Horseback

british royal guards on horseback

Photograph made several years ago in London
with 35mm slide film. Scanned using a Nikon scanner.


Watching the Neighbors

Dover Caste, Dover England, English Channel

Photograph was made looking out a window
in Dover Castle, Dover, England.
The English Channel is visible in the distance.


Dover Castle, Dover, England

Dover Castle is on the south coast of England on the English Channel.
I wish I were king 500 years ago so I could behead somebody.


London Parliament at Night

It’s been awhile since I’ve been to London. I think it’s time to go back.


I Wasn’t Invited To The Royal Wedding!

So I arrive at Heathrow airport early this morning and head to Buckingham Palace for the Royal Wedding. My first question is, “Can I be early?” I don’t see anyone! I assumed that someone had to be interested in this event but I wasn’t complaining. I was at the front of the line and had the best seat in the house.

So I’m waiting and waiting and waiting and finally a friendly elderly British gentleman asks me what I’m waiting for. (It must’ve been real obvious.) I answered, ‘The Royal Wedding, of course!” He says, “My fine fellow, that was yesterday! Didn’t you know?” I’m stunned at this point and pull out my invitation to see how I could get it so wrong. But no, there it was in black and white – the date said April 30th. My British friend looked at it and commented, “That certainly looks real. I guess Prince William didn’t want you to come.” and then he walked away.

I stood there flabbergasted. I was deliberately given the wrong date by the Royals. Now I’m mad.


I’m Moving

Bought a new home yesterday. Came with its own security guard wearing red.