Wow, what weather we had on Saturday in the big city.
Walking around the back streets off Oxford Street, just in a jumper and Ems too. It was nice to feel the warmth of the sun on your face.
A grand day out it was.
Wow, what weather we had on Saturday in the big city.
Walking around the back streets off Oxford Street, just in a jumper and Ems too. It was nice to feel the warmth of the sun on your face.
A grand day out it was.
Yup, nice day weatherwise yesterday in town.![]()
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
We had a walk around Windsor, was nice.
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Was it packed? I drove through last Wednesday or Thursday, when it was devoid of the usual crowds.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Next time, take your passport, get the entry ticket stamped before you leave the Castle; your passport, driving licence or photographic ID is just to verify you are the person holding the ticket. Once they stamp your ticket, you can visit the Castle FREE for a whole year.![]()
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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