Visit to London

Visiting London had it's ups and downs for me.

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Last time I was in the UK, I spent six weeks with my Gran. She'd been ill for a while so I knew it would probably be the last time we would be together. *sigh*. She passed away last year. It was difficult being back and knowing I wouldn't see her. She practically raised me and meant the world to me.



We were there for only three days which meant I didn't have a chance to catch up with friends and family. The main purpose for my visit was to keep Grace company as she didn't want to travel the distance on her own. We spent the few days we had there with her and her boyfriend. Her fella has been living there for six months and appears quite settled.

Being in London was scary. We arrived the day after the bomb scare. Piccadilly was cordoned off (two subway stops from where we were staying), there were policemen everywhere, a continuous drone from a helicopter and sirens blaring constantly. I was relieved to get out of there.

Hubby was flying the plane from London to Hong Kong so I was left on my own to check in at the airport. I hate Heathrow airport...every time I go there something goes wrong!! The day I left UK was no exception. I decided to use my staff travel ticket on this trip, which means I have to be on stand by. I waited for half and hour to check in, only to be told the flight was full and I should come back in half an hour.

There I was, sitting on my suitcase, reading my book , minding my own business. Two policemen came running through the departure lounge, yelling and screaming for us to evacuate immediately and stay away from the windows. I thought to myself, "Well, Karen, this is just bloody typical!". Grabbed my suitcase, and joined the crowds of people running through the airport.

We were evacuated for about an hour. There were a few people freaking out a bit but I was reasonably calm. Perving at the hot men in uniform must have distracted me.....LOL.

Love KB