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on meeting a bunch of great people from Germany and later Italy. I even left a lost, tired and miserable American standing on a corner and just pointed out to him his hotel. Instead, I should have cajoled him into a pub, so he could relax and buy me a pint (if he can stay at the Savoy he can buy me a pint or two).
Using this new (relaxed)
strategy, I walked through “The City” (financial district) and marveled, not at the new cutting edge architecture or the posh cars, but rather the different utility vehicles (buses, taxis, various sized lorries). Yes, I noticed the Lamborghini(s), Ferrari(s), Porches, etc. It was on this meander down to St. Paul and the Tower of London that I found a memorial to the victims of the V2 rocket attacks of WWII and I wonder how many Londoners even know it is there. I even found a piece of the old wall that surrounded London; with the top layer being medieval and bottom being Roman. The Tower of London is well worth the visit, not for the crown jewels, but for the history: armor, guns and instruments of torture (did I mention that I was on my own and could look at politically incorrect stuff). The walk across Tower Bridge and down beside
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Salute to Howard Wilson Of Kemptville
This year Howard Wilson of
Howard Wilson Motors in Kemptville celebrated 55 years in business. When I heard about this I was shocked. WOW! 55 years! It really doesn’t seem that long ago that a young Brian was hanging out there, waiting for the delivery truck to show up with my supply of the Ottawa
Journal that I would deliver after school. Our little gang of paper boys would pump gas, clean windshields, and check the oil for a free coke from the vending machine in the front lobby. Occasionally, we would be treated to smarties or peanuts from the candy dispensary. I couldn’t pass this milestone event without giving a big salute to
Howard for teaching us a little work ethic, and learning how to read a dipstick at an early age. Not many businesses can brag that they successfully stayed in business for that long. Thanks for the memories Howard – Well Done!
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the Thames was again worth the entire visit, pausing only to rest my feet and chat with some Fleet Street “suits” at The Blackfriar Pub. On my last day I hung out at my three favorite places: the British Museum, the National Gallery and a wander down beside the Thames River (no time to revisit the Tower or Imperial War Museum). London is a constant swirl of noisy traffic and people, flowing through the
classical and historical canyon-like narrow streets. The air smells and tastes of excitement, the beer is great, the pubs are fun and the traffic needs constant watching. There is something world class or just interesting (Churchill’s War Rooms or a 200-year-old shop still selling umbrellas) around each corner and, although it would be smart to stay at home, take a chance and go to London town.
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