Jon Crispin's Notebook

An Interesting Day or Two

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Yesterday I took the train from Stratford upon Avon to Marylebone London.  It was raining.

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I made it with plenty of time to spare to make the 5.30 kickoff for the Fulham v Derby County match (ended in a 1-1 draw, but still fun).

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After the match I walked back to my hotel past my favorite row of houses.  Most of them have these amazing stained glass doors.  Mind blowingly beautiful.

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This morning I had a bit of a plan that started in Bishop’s Park.

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I wanted to walk past the Cottage again.  Last night, I entered the ground through door 36.  Quite narrow.

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I really like these graphic tiles set into the pavements along the Thames Walk.  Especially the smell lines coming out of the poo.

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Next stop was The Dove in Hammersmith for a pint of ESB.  Nice

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I started inside in the tiny bar and then moved to the deck out back.

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Just before I got to my ultimate destination (next photo), I got a text from Cris at home telling me to call immediately.  This is why; a giant fookin’ tree had fallen on my Element, and had knocked over my Vespa.  I think the Element might just be toast, but the Vespa could be ok.  Kind of put a damper on things.

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Many years ago John Wilson surprised me at the end of a very long walk along the Thames with this view.

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Here is a closer look at the Naked Ladies of Twickenham.

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And another.

I made it back to the Dove for more beer and a Sunday roast.  Tomorrow I have some meetings with folks interested in the suitcase project.  V exciting.

Weekend

Posted in Baseball, baseball stadiums, drinking beer, Fried Clams by joncrispin on 06/07/2015

We took Peter back to the train in New Haven on Saturday.  But as his visits are not too frequent, we will go out of our way to take him to Farnham’s in Essex for fried clams.  This view from the parking lot always entices me.  The clams were brilliant as usual.

I have no idea what was going on here.

As it was Friday and the Sox were home, we then drove to the  Woodland T Station to take the Green Line into Fenway.  We had just two tickets for Cris and Peter, so I stood on line at the “day of game” window and scored a standing room space on the Green Monster.

It was a beautiful night for baseball.  I had never seen a game from the Monster before and it was a perfect place to watch the action.

I was standing beside two really nice guys from Huntsville, Alabama.  We kept buying each other beer, and  I think it was the first Miller Lite I have had in 30 years.  Scott and Jim were both Sox fans; they knew the team really well, and were perfect companions for the evening.  Baseball!

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