And, in fact, the wonderful Ray had asked us did we want to have a 'Pub lunch', or a 'proper lunch'? Since this was a very special day for all of us, we said, 'a proper lunch'. He called ahead to The Lygon Arms, in Broadway...(a famous very old wonderful Hotel with a l-o-n-g glorious history)....and made a Luncheon reservation for the six of us.
(Seemah and her husband Bill, had stayed at The Lygon Arms back when they had spent that fabulous year on Golder's Green in Hampstead, where Seemah was staying on this very trip, with friends she had made all those many years ago.
We drove through these incredibly beautiful areas that had us all Ooooing and Ahhhing and stopping to take pictures of these very different homes
So I really really wanted to see this Teddy Bear Musem, but, I'm getting ahead of myself here.
Lunch at The Lygon Arms was sublime! Great food; Beautiful service; and the setting was incredibly memorable...
We definitely were NOT in Los Angeles any more, Toto....
We had such a lot of fun, laughing and giggling over silly stuff...we were all giddy with the pleasure of being here in this beautiful area of England....
after lunch they served Coffee and Dessert in another room where we sat on couches and continued our racous conviviality! We did hope that we didn't seem like 'The Ugly Americans', to the lovely English people with whom we shared this smaller more intimate room....Happy? Oh, my Lord, we were like little children playing in a sand box, and I know we probably seemed drunk to the other patrons, (no one had even had one drink...), but it was just everyone's natural good great feeling about being inthis rare corner, on this beautiful summer day.
More to come...
I'm so glad you included a picture of a thatched roof house! When I was there we had this amazing Scottish tour guide and she told us the story of her thatched roof home which she was renting out and how it caught on fire and her neighbors called to tell her that her "wee hoose was abarnin' doon" (it's much funnier if you can hear it with the accent of course). Such a beautiful place and lovely photos. Looking forward to more.
Visiting from Michele's . . .again.
I can't believe I lived in the UK for a whole year and never visited the Cotswalds. I'm depressed now after looking at your wonderful pictures. What a fabuloous birthday present!!
Here from Michele's. I'll come back later to read more about the Cotswalds. Have a wonderful day!!
What a wonderful birthday present! (I like mine also without gifts, it's the get together with loved ones that counts). Thanks for the pictures, too! It really is a beautiful place. Waiting for the next post! (what's your favorite Teddy's name?)
What a beautiful place!! The pictures are so lovely. Those thatched roof cottages are so cozy looking! Just makes me want to visit there!!
My Grandmother came from England to America when she was 13 years old. She told me all the legends, stories and sayings from her homeland as soon as I was old enough to sit at her knee and listen to all the wonderful tales she would tell. I think that sometimes she would forget that I was there at her knee because as she talked she seemed to be so far away from me, even with my hand still upon her knee. I think her heart always remained in England. I know that she always wanted to go home to England someday but finances never seemed to come her way to allow it to be so. I told Grandmama and myself that we would go live there someday! "I will find a way Grandmama, you will see when I grow up, you and I will go there to live someday!" She would look all sad and pat me on my head and say, I know child, someday, someday. I never made it happen, I never had the finances either! But I am glad that you were able to fulfill my grandmothers dream.If you go again you might please take thoughts of my grandmother with you, along with your teddy bear. Her name was Constance Ward, and there was not a better Grandmother in the whole wide world! She past away about 10 years ago. But I still hold her and her love of England in my heart. And maybe (God willing)I will one day still have a chance to live in my own Pike Cottage.
Karin--LOVE these thatched roofs...
Anita--You must go back sometime and take a side trip to visit this BEAUTIFUL area...
ally--do come back...
mar--it was indeed, a trky special birthday present...oddly enough, I never have my Teddy a name...
me--Yes! LOVED it there sooo much..and we did go to Bourton-On-The-Water...
Rachel--I agree with you Rachel; all the houses even the non thatched roof ones, were charming and memorable...I hope you can go sometime...
faira--I love this story about your Grandmamma...it brought tears to my eyes...what a very dear dear women she must have been..I hope yiu get to go for her, some day...
what a great way to spend a birthday. i , too, like the idea of "doing something" on my birthday instead of getting more stuff. i have enough stuff, but i cant ever have enough adventure, even that adventure is just amtrak to seattle for the day. to go to london, or the costwolds.. how spectaculer. and although i havent gone yet, i do get to feel as if i have, through you. thank you!
What a great way to spend a birthday :)
Great pictures, and a wonderful story to go with them. You've given me the travel bug. I need to go somewhere, and soon!
Nice pics. You don't look like an OLD OLD lady to me!
This is such a nice read and it's cool to put a face to the stories now!
I've never seen a roof like that before, it reminds me of a Gingerbread house, or Santa's village. Anyways...now I want to see a picture of "Teddy"...that lil guy has traveled far more places than I ever will, haha. It is obvious you & your friends get along so well & had a great time together.
You sure know how to keep us on the edge of our seat! I can't wait to read more.
ps...thank you for your support.
Hi OOL, Here from Michelle's today :o)
Enjoying readingf your Cotswolds story, nice to see what Visitors from overseas think of things we tend to take for granted living so near to them.
LOVE the story, Naomi, please continue soon.
Thank you, It was enough to hear you tell about it. Going there by myself would never be the same without her by my side.In our hearts, Grandmother and I went there many times, together.
I can still hear her whispering to me in the morning, Wake up Merry Sunshine. Or when I am down, Keep your Pecker up, little bird. Or if I was dressed beneath my station, LOL, You look like a bag of Muck tied up Ugly! When I would cry over nothing she would say, Be a man Mrs. Potter! So Everyday I try to wake up Merry, I keep my pecker up when I can and I try to have the strength of soul that Mrs. Potter did. I still work at the dressing part. In that respect Grandmama would still be horrified!
Beautiful story, and great pictures! The last time I read a story with pictures was Curious George right before my big brother tore it up to make play money, but I didn't play with it.
Hi, Michele sent me, and thanks for visitng my blog!
I hope you have a nice weekend, OldOldLady Of The Hills!
OOL
I will write you a set of instructions over the next couple of days of how to set up a blog roll :o)
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