Monthly Archives: June 2013
June 10 Holmfirth to Glasgow
Lets see what I remember: Nice visit with a local woman on the bus to Hudderfield. Down hill to the station is practically fun. They don’t call them cough drops here. Or at least that man didn’t. The woman at … Continue reading
June 8 & 9 – Alabama 3
So I come back from my morning looksee and there’s this big bus unloading right there and there’s Aurora Dawn her own self sitting on the bridge wall looking very friendly, and there ‘s Steve Finnerty and and I say … Continue reading
June 8 and 9 Holmfirth
I want to talk about the town separate from the concert. although I would not have been here had it not been for. After saying Hello they say “Did you know this is where they filmed Last of the Summer … Continue reading
June 7 – Brixton to Holmfirth
Me and my stuff walked from Mordaunt street to the Metro Station.I found it was okay if walked a bit and stopped then adjusted stuff the went 10 feet the switched things around. But I had left plenty of time. … Continue reading
June 6
This day was organized around organizing my travel mostly worked in the flat organizing the trip. on the lap top. Reserving the Assistance on the train. Finding out I left my charger cord at the Wrights. Doing Laundry – Washer … Continue reading
June 5
The trouble with posting later is that I forget. The cognitive psychologist I saw pointed out that you write things down so that you can forget them. What I won’t forget is Going to a Post Office, The Phoenix Cafe … Continue reading
Interuptus chronologicus – Alabama 3
Not to get ahead but since many of my friends know that this trip was started by tickets to see Alabama 3 in Holmfirth- Had a great time love the band love my new friends more details will follow.
June 4 Hook to Brixton
A very lovely morning followed by sending boxes to further travel points and a train to Waterloo, then great frustration and struggle to find the bus while having too much luggage but helped by an angel, then a bus to … Continue reading
June 3
My very first site see: The neighborhood church which is tiny and old, first part built 1591. Also had my first shop and a bit of a tour of Hook and another village, and my first tea with the family … Continue reading
June 1 to 2 getting there
This is the Paris airport where I waited for my connecting flights. Some poor kind woman had to push me and my stuff all the way down this corridor after taking me across several mezzanines, up and down several elevators, … Continue reading
My Adventures-with my M.S. 