Memories of various trips to England have been popping up on Facebook. I am ready to visit again.
With John Schaefer and George Emblom.
2005. In front of Kensington Palace on a Thanksgiving Break trip to London.
Northwest of London.
Norman tower on a Gothic cathedral.
Street scene, with the Cathedral west porch behind.
Elgar lived here as a boy.
The Clock Tower, from the Thames.
Looking toward Westminster.
The Herbert Howells window in the Lady Chapel, Gloucester Cathedral.
At Stonehenge, 13 July 2013.
Fish & chips from a market stall.
On the way home.
Flowers in The Shard, 60+ floors up.
At Shakespeare’s birthplace.
The cathedral spire is notable everywhere in town.
Howells, Vaughan Williams, and Stanford, all together in eternal rest.
Astride the Prime Meridian, one foot in the Western Hemisphere, the other not.
The research reading room at the Royal School for Music in London.
Tower Bridge at dusk.
JC by the River Severn, Gloucester.
A field of poppies, viewed from the train to Cambridge.
From the church yard.
HM the Queen and others of the royal family on the balcony of Buckingham Palace.
The Clock Tower, etc.
At Michael’s grave in July 2013, Twigworth Church, Gloucestershire.
The District Line train, arriving at Kew.
With Ramelle Sarna.
My first and so far only London beer this trip.
JC in front of Buckingham Palace before the royal appearance.
A PERFECT English breakfast.
At the Elgar Birthplace Museum outside of Worcester.
A Greenwich street scene.
The church from the lych gate.
London Metropolitan Fire Brigade, by our hotel.
Apparently the water table is high in Truro, since water was running in stone gutters all over town.
1997. At St. George’s Windsor, England, preparing for an Evensong. That’s me at left center with my arms crossed, standing at the foot of the aisle.
Aboard the Cutty Sark.
A bee, and white lavender, in the cloister herb garden.
JC after Evensong at King’s College Cambridge.
At Wells Cathedral.
Shard, from Tate Modern.
At the Tower.
At the hotel.
The tower at Gloucester Cathedral.
St. Paul’s Cathedral in the distance.
1995. My first-ever trip to the UK. A postcard to my parents from the north of England, after being in Scotland for 36 hours.
My parents lived in Buenos Aires then.