Boxing Day (Part Deux - for the second time)

This is the second time for this post...so I'm hoping that it works this time...

This is a photo of my loving and kind family (some of it) at Rotten Row. Rotten Row is a strip of dirt around the edge of Hyde Park (London, again...) where you can ride your horse. It's been around for centuries now. Peter is the only one acting 'rotten' - he is such a dear brother of mine. :) My Dad is in the middle of the photo, and Nat's Dad is on the right.

This photo is of the statue/memorial to the first Duke of Wellington, that great General that defeated Napoleon Bonaparte at the Battle of Waterloo, Belgium (yes, Waterloo is not in France). He did well against the Napoleonic forces in the Penisular War Era, too, promoting himself into the public eye with his outstanding use of the forces he had at hand.

This is the London residence of the first Duke of Wellington. I'm not sure (don't have my London book with me at present) but I believe that it is a museum these days and open to the public. I just thought that it was a very nice house and looked fairly imposing.

One amazing thing about England that was just weird to me. I didn't need to wear my sunglasses at all. I didn't in Paris, much, either, or Munich. The Sun, though bright, was not bright enough to require them. Winter in Australia must have a stronger Sun (thank goodness!).

Boxing Day (Part One)

One of the first places we went to on Boxing Day was the Marble Arch, near Hyde Park, London (just in case you got it confused witht he Sydney one, and was wondering what drugs I was on!). I liked my brother's explanation as to why there was a marble arch: they had some left over marble from completing all the other buildings, so they decided to make another monumental thing out of marble. I liked that one - thanks, Pete. It's a nice little arch, though, and worth just to wander and see it if you have nothing else to do (at 10 in the morning).

As you can see from the bottom photo, Peter (my brother), had a fun time trying to 'kick the pidgeons' while at the Marble Arch. Not really. He just likes chasing after pidgeons, still...Which shows you can never grow old from some things. Sorry, Peter - it was just too good to resist.

Christmas Eve in London, England

Dad and I got in to Heathrow Airport at about 7:15am on Christmas Eve. That afternoon Peter and Nat took me, Dad, Peter (Nat's Dad), and Kate (Nat's sister) to the Royal Albert Hall to see the Christmas Concert. It was very enjoyable to be able to go to the Hall, to see it, to be in it, after see it numerous times on TV.

Before the concert we arrived in time to take a few happy snaps of the Prince Albert Memorial (top picture) and one of the Royal Albert Hall (middle picture). As you can see in the top picture, there was actually some blue sky in ENGLAND during WINTER of all times! The bottom picture is one of the stage I took before the concert because I thought that it looked nice.

The musicians were dressed in period costume of Mozart's time (because they are the Mozart Musicians and Choir or something like that) and it looked really great and fancy. Wigs and all. They got us to join in for singing some of the carols which was fun because I was missing the Christmas Eve Carol by Candlelight at St. Stephen's (Martin Place) this year.

So, this was a wonderful treat on Christmas Eve, even though it was exhausting in some ways too.

Peter and Nat's Tree

My first picture from my holidays overseas, however, features my brother and sister-in-law's Christmas Tree. You can compare this with my tree lower down on my page, if you want. But, lucky them, they have a real one. Very pretty, I thought, Peter and Nat.

Okay...I'm back

If you people hadn't realised, for the past four/five weeks I've been away from here. I have been in Sydney and all over the world, catching up with my brother, trying to catch up with friends (and failing in some cases), and having fun over the Summer break from school.

For Christmas I got some very nice presents. One, however, will be featuring on this (or another blog just for it) because of the wonderfulness of this present. I received a Tottenham Hotspurs teddy bear mascot for Christmas off my big brother and sister-in-law. Therefore, during my journey across parts of the northern hemisphere, this teddy bear has featured in photos in front of numerous important/interesting monuments and features.

Hence, once I get myself into gear and create pictures at appropriate sizes for this blog, you will be sure to see some interesting things...

Enjoy! Good to see you again.

Oh...and English people into Cricket...Bad luck about the Ashes!!! Australia 5 - England 0!!! Woohoo!!!