This post is by Nancy Jardine (reblogged from my own blog at http://nancyjardine.blogspot.com)
A peculiar thing …and lots of flexibility!
My apologies for the reblog today. My intentions were good in that I was going to do my main post here on the Wranglers site and add a lot more to my own blog with deeper details. Circumstances have meant a change – my time not available for either .
I’m on a flying visit to the south of England with ‘flexible’ arrangements for meeting up with people my husband and I don’t meet up with very often. Time has now been reorganised to do more socialising – hence the reblog!
However…Here’s the beginning of my post today, but please hop on over to my blog and see the rest. Meanwhile a few photos to whet the appetite.
The area of Aberdeenshire where I live lies on the line of latitude – 52.7360 ˚ north.
The co-ordinate for Central London is 51.5073 ˚ north.
For centuries, people have said “I’m going UP to London” but this phrase didn’t hold much water with my father. Fervently Scottish, born and bred in Glasgow, my father thought that was a very silly thing to say. He always claimed it was impossible to go UP to London if we were going SOUTH to do so. It’s one of those situations that still causes some controversy. For people who live in the north of the British Isles, it seems impossible to travel south and also be going UP.
Of course, the historic use of the phrase “going UP to London… to see the Queen” wasn’t important to my dad. He wasn’t in any way inclined to the monarchy and the idea of seeing the queen wasn’t an ambition of his. However, he was a very polite person and I have no doubts that should he ever have inadvertently been in the company of the queen, for whatever reason, he would have spoken to her as to any other person he met.
Growing up, I was curious about the whole affair and going Up to London to see the queen was quite an intriguing thing to do. I made a visit to Westminster Abbey for its 900th centenary celebrations to sing with the massed Girl Guide Choirs (you’ll find a post made about this on this blog) but was disappointed that the Queen was not attending. As patron of the Girl Guide Association, it was Princess Margaret who was there as the representative of the Crown.
Subsequent visits for me have always meant travelling south to go to London and I have always referred to my trips as going DOWN- even at the risk of the stares which came my way. On Thursday 12th March, I flew DOWN to London. I’m presently in the county of Hampshire, not too far from Central London, to attend a 70th birthday celebration of one of my husband’s oldest friends, an ex-colleague of many years ago that we’ve kept tin touch with over the last four decades. Flying down on Thursday gave us a free day to visit central London yesterday (Friday) the party being on Saturday night. Not much time, but just enough to visit some of the plethora of tourist spots…
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to read more of my trip. You’ll find URLS there for more information on the places visited and different photos.
Wishing you all a pleasant weekend!
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