Day One Hundred and One

We spent the morning on an unhurried drive back to London, saying goodbye to all the wonderful sights that England is capable of producing. There were no stops, except for lunch, as it was good just to reflect on the times spent together in this wonderful, magical place. I'm never anxious to leave. I think Bob was ready to get back to the familiar and we headed home without incident. Many times we just sat and held hands - no words necessary.