Uncle Joey, Aunt Kristen, and Troy in London

We had a Nascar load of visitors over from North Carolina. Uncle Joey, Aunt Kristen and Cousin Troy all came to visit us. Thy visited friends in Coventry before coming over to Cheveley for a few days. The kids were in school so they did the Cambridge sites and managed to sneak down to London one day and see the matinee show of Wicked. On Thursday, we threw Joey, Kristen, MJ, and Mags on the train from Cambridge and their Amazing Race quest was to find our hotel in London (since we all couldn't fit in a car together). M&V brought John and Troy in the car with all the luggage. In London, we did the whirlwind tour of the sites. The cousins were mainly interested in playing and would rather play tag around the sites than actually try to learn something. Here they are not paying attention at the Tower of London. They did enjoy Trafalgar Square since they could climb on the Lion statues that are made out of captured canons. We did the hop-on-hop off bus tour (which was great because we have never done it) and also took a boat tour on the Thames. We nipped into the Tate Museum because there was an exhibit that Uncle Joey really wanted to see. John and Troy decided that they would pass the time climbing in the cubes. Boys will be boys.

The weather was cold and a little rainy so the bus and boat were nice and dry but it was nice to see the colors showing that spring was just around the corner. The shot with Joey, Kristen, and Vivian is at St. Paul's Cathedral. The last shot is

from the warm and dry river cruise boat.

Skelton Family Reunion

On our trip to Devon and Cornwall, we were lucky to connect up with a cousin of Marshall's that moved over to the UK 7 years ago. Bobby is a cousin on the Skelton side of the clan. Marie was Arnold's sister and is Bobby's grandmother.

Long story short, Bobby met a wonderful girl in the UK and is now married and lives with Laura and her two girls. We were only lucky enough to meet Ellie as Jade was off to Euro-Disney in Paris. I'd like to say the highlight was walking up to the highest point in Plymouth or even touring the Abbey that was the home of Sir Francis Drake but I would be lying. It was almost the proper English breakfast that Laura cooked for us but that would not exactly be the truth. In all honesty, it was the biscuits and gravy that was the added bonus to the meal. You just can't quite find good ole southern gravy on this side of the pond and it was exactly what was needed to make me homesick for a grandpa Skelton's breakfast.