Farewell to Aunt Linda and Uncle Bill

Today was Aunt Linda and Uncle Bill's last in London. We celebrated with pub food in Portsmouth, where we were pleased to discover that once you get outside London, people actually talk to you! This stands in stark contrast to the city itself where if you lay dying on the street most people would step around or over you while hurrying to their next destination. On the way home on the train, Linda and Bill went out of their way to thank us for the hospitality at our little B&B, telling us that acronym now stands for Blood & Blisters. Considering that we've seen all the major sites of London, tramped over Tower Hill for a day, gone to Paris, walked all over Greenwich and taken the train to Portsmouth, all on a limited breakfast, fast lunch and late dinner, that's probably pretty accurate. Oh well, at least people who visit us can't complain they sit around the house all day and don't see anything!