Sick Days

So, poor Tay has been sick. I thought she was just allergic to old and bad air but we are in Scotland now and she's still sneezing. She is doing much better and we did get some excellent tissues today that put ours to shame. So soft, with balsam in them. No idea what that means...anyway, off we go.

Went to see St. Pauls yesterday for a very brief visit. I decided that since I lived here for six months and never went to see it...I better not come home again without getting there. Was well worth the visit. Another beautiful piece of history that my daughter can only relate to a scene from Mary Poppins where a homeless woman feeds birds.
We had tickets for Les Mis last night and as much as I love that show...it wasn't as full of grandeur as I remember. They moved it to a smaller theater about seven years ago so not as BIG as before. Still my fav music and I think Tay liked it. She was such a young lady last night dressed up for the show...being a good sport with her runny nose. She only sneezed a few times. We had dinner after in Picadilly (TGI Fridays, her choice) and then headed home.
Oh, almost had to bring home a son-in-law. She had a boy in one of the souvenir shops following her around asking if he could go home with us. Thought she was very beautiful...runny nose and all.
Today we got up somewhat early, headed for a quick stop in Oxford and then on to Scotland. Tay loves it here, with their clean air and green grass and all. We did well on our first day on the trains and are pros by now.
Things to note: Dad, our toilet has hydraulic lifts on it. If you drop it, it doesn't slam into the seat! Brilliant!! We had the most delicious French meal tonight, in Scotland, strange? Our bathroom here in Scotland is the size of our entire room in London. Both have been good so far. Just a strange size note. I can't remember the other funny stuff I had to say so I must be done.
Peace out...