Last week we packed up our house and said "so long" to our new friends in Stratford-upon-Avon. We all felt a bit sad that our time there is over. The boys had already put down little roots. We didn't foresee this a year ago when we started planning this adventure.
It was nice to welcome family and friends from Canada in the last month or so, to ease the impending extraction.
Louise and Dahlia,
Michael and the Grenfell theatre students,
Jennifer, Mike, Claire and Sam,
And my (Nancy's) parents, seen here navigating the London Underground like pros. We loved making and sharing discoveries--so much fun with you all!
Some things we'll miss about Stratford:
National Trust sites,
fish and chip take-away,
using our bikes everyday.
using our bikes everyday.
Old stuff everywhere,
school uniforms,
riding on the train.
The canal,
my quiet spot to work everyday in the Shakespeare Institute (says Ken),
the back alley short-cuts to school.
Chimney pots and other roof-top decor,
playing football in the abandoned lot,
a slower pace of life.
I will miss Hemming and Peace Funeral Directors at the end of our street. The men who worked there would often be out in their smart-looking red waistcoats washing and polishing their vehicles. It was a daily reminder to "seize the day".
Most of all though, we'll miss our new friends here. You know who you are!
We've left a piece of our hearts in Stratford and I think we'll come back again.
