Ten years ago today I was struggling to go to the loo in a wedding dress and enjoying the best knees-up of my life as the new Mrs G. A decade on and Mr G and I woke up to a beautiful view of an amazing landscape from the best holiday cottage we have ever stayed in…which we got to share with our daughters. We are two very lucky people in so many ways.
I really didn’t want to leave Foxwood, especially as the weather was finally improving. The lake looked very inviting but we had to pack up the uneaten waffles and slightly damp wetsuits, wave goodbye to the brilliant Chinook eco-cottage made of straw and drive south west towards London. Maybe we will be able to come back one day when the girls are a bit older and we have the funds to return to Canada.
Our journey took us back through the town of Stratford again, so we took a break from the drive and stopped for ice creams and a quick walk. Stratford is a very pleasant town which (deliberately) looks more stereotypically English than most English towns do. The River Avon has swans gliding gracefully around on it, the shape of the town hall looks a little bit like the Globe Theatre and the sunshine makes the colourful flowers in the ornate gardens look particularly vibrant. The only downside is that Stratford happens to be Justin Beiber’s home town and so, as the Stratford theatre festival is very Shakespeare-heavy (for obvious reasons), merchandise is available which merge the two ‘famous for’ aspects of the town. T-shirts sporting slogans such as ‘To Beiber, or not to Beiber’ made me cringe. I noticed that, along with several other people with links to Stratford, Justin Beiber has his own star on the pavement outside the Avon Theatre. I hope he doesn’t let it go to his head.
We returned to London as the sun was setting and were greeted with more cake from our host, my husband’s aunt, in honour of our anniversary. Well, it would have been rude not to eat vast quantities of it… When both children were finally asleep, we settled down to watch the London Majors playing baseball against the Kitchener Panthers again in the next round of the playoffs (I’m not entirely sure what that means). Despite looking very dapper in their pristine stripy pyjamas, the Majors lost again after another very lengthy game.