JSadly the hat of awsomeness is no more. I left it on the Southhampton train when we got off at Fareham. I shall miss it.
We are now in Fareham, 2 miles from the seafront. Feeling like we're in the midst of real englanders. Surptisingly there are quite afew detached houses around here. Though there is also one of thse groups of houses where many people have sad lives that end up on television.
On our full day in London, I got up early and went to the Tate Britain. Finally got there and it was so worth it. About five rooms of Turners,
And some other stuff
I went back and got Connor and we went to the Tower. On the way we went to the Borough market and saw some really good Aussie buskers who had played Glastonbury. Went to the shard but didn't go up until another day when I can book online (and save ten pound). The tower was crowded but the only queue I got stuck in was behind the obsessive compulsive in the gents handwashing queue.
There was a river of red poppies commemorating all the dead from WW1
Had a bit of drama the next morning getting to train for Fareham. Works on the metro line led to delays and we had a 30 minute wait for a train. When it did come it was super crowded. Difficult to get on and off with luggage. When we arrived at our change station there was a little kid about 8 who wouldn't get out of the way of the doors. I actually considered my options!
Went to fareham city centre and seafront today
And yes, Tasmanian students of philosophy, these beasts do exist
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