Goodmonk Tales

I was a special gift to my owner, on Valentines Day 1996 from someone very special. We are embarking on a bit of travel, so you will be able to follow our adventures and tales, as I keep this sort of diary for my owner. You could say this is my version of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. Something to keep you amused while we are on our journey. Please add comments, we like to hear back from you.

13 June 2007

London



Wednesday, June 13, 2007. Sunny partial cloud, 22c.
Awake at 6.30, out of bed at 8.00, breakfast at 9.00 down in the dinning area, help yourself, cereal, toast, coffee and tea. We enjoyed breakfast with two young ladies, suffering the after effects of a Kontiki Tour of Europe and excess alcohol. Being Adelaide girls they had the cure, VEGEMITE spread thick on toast.
Today our only full day in London, we are going to meet up with Barb, after she has been to the dentist. Scheduled to meet around one, we had a little time to fill in, so what better way to spend it a visit to The National Gallery. (Yes another Art Gallery)
For the afternoon we visited, the Tate Modern down on the banks of the river. We were a little naughty as you are not allowed to take photographs in the gallery, as can see we did get one, and a nice guard told us not to do any more.
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