They were a party of seven – three English, two American, two Indian The country looked quite different – beautiful parts of Bournemouth with many trees and much shrubbery, farther out sandy moors with great treeless spaces then thick inviting woods, New Forest. Stopped at Minstead.
Got to Winchester about 1:30.. Had lunch at Dumper’s.
Winchester Cathedral awesome – described in detail.
Rode home by way of Southampton.. Saw colts and horses in the New Forest. Stopped at the Green Swan for tea. Walked Boscombe Pier.
A man from American Express came for them and took them to Waterloo Station. They were seated in the dining car for the ride to Bournemouth where they took a taxi to their hotel. They went swimming right away and stayed on the crowded beach from four to six. They went down in the lift from which one has a very scary view. The beach is quite long and the cliffs are quite high, steep, and white.
For dinner they had pigeon for meat.
After leaving Edburgh their first stop was Abbotsford – Scott’s home.
On to Melrose Abbey for lunch and then pn to Dryburgh Abbey. More history and gardens The most beautiful view in Scotland – horseshoe bend of the Tweed. Traveled through more level country to reach Penrith at 6 o’clock.
In the evening Mr. Thomas took them on a tour of the garden.
She had a morning of sightseeing – Edinburgh Castle, along the King’s Mile, St. Giles Cathedral, Holyrood Palace. She shopped in the afternoon with the DeLongs. She walked back along George’s Street. After dinner she played bridge with Lois, Lib, and Mr. Lewis, with the Dr. and Mr.Thomas looking on. She drank beer. She gambled with the Beatons. She had a whiskey so she felt very happy.
John Knox – Leader of the Scottish Reformation
On the road again. From Loch Awe they went to Lochearnhead, stopped and walked around. Libby took photos of Scottish bicyclists wearing kilts. Drove through Woodsey hilly country. like the Trossachs. Saw the edge of Rob Roy country. Came down to flatter country. Stopped at Strathyre Hotel for fair lunch.
At Stirling they walked around the castle which had become a barracks. Pretty little gardens. Saw the room where Douglas was stabbed, the William Wallace Monument. Had a good tea at the Golden Lion – sandwiches, scones, cookies, cakes. Saw Allyn from the east. Stopped at the Fprth Bridge – magnificent span.
Arrived Edinburgh. Walked down Prince’s Street, attractive things in the windows , people good-looking and well dressed. Sight-seeing King Arthur’s seat. Holyrood, the Castle. Strolled back to the hotel. Played bridge and ate candy.
Old Station Hotel. Strathyre
(The days were full as they covered a lot of ground)
They headed north from Glasgow up into the Highlands.
From Glasgow they went north to “Beautiful” Loch Lomond. They were traveling through wide, narrowing, steep hills – which she likens to the Lake Winnepasake area of New Hampshire. A stop for lunch and then more riding on the narrow twisting roads. Finally reached Loch Awe at 5 p.m.
She and Lib got the props and rehearsed for a play they were going to present at 9 o’clock. The play was called appropriately “Mary of Argyle”. The performance – they couldn’t remember their lines and they laughed too much = (so hard they couldn’t speak!) Afterward they played charades and other games. They couldn’t go for a walk later because the hotel had to be locked.
Another long day riding in the coach. She liked riding up front part of ye time. They went to Dove Cottage of Wordsworth and De Quincey, a very pretty garden. They road around Lake Windermere. She notes the usual things – boats, islands, beautiful cloud shadows, foxglove, rhododendrons. They stopped for a cold lunch at the Prince of Wales Hotel in Grassmere. Afterward she “putted terribly” – (was there a miniature putting green attached to the hotel?}
More riding in the coach to Keswick. A delicious tea at an “old fashioned” hotel with china all over the walls, big vases, pictures.
She and Lib and Lois went downtown – they got bridge tallies and prizes for the big party planned for later. They dressed up for their big 6 course dinner. They played 3 rounds of bridge, then trades and professions.
She, Mr. Thomas, Lib, and Lois walked down to the lake. Great to get out and walk. It was very dark – seemed romantic.
Prince of Wales Hotel, Grassmere
Keswick Market Square
Walking near Keswick
n.b all images from Google
The tour started from King’s Cross Station. They stopped at Tring for lunch and then continued on to Stratford.
Tring – an ancient market town in Herefordshire (google image)
They stopped at the Red Horse Hotel where my mother had a “scrumptious” tea and played ping pong.
After lunch the tour continued on to Warwick and the Regent Hotel in Leamington. They had quite a dinner – 6 courses. In the evening they went by private car to Stratford where they saw Romeo and Juliet. She has great praise for the production.
The sisters got up and out in time to get good places for the changing of the Coldstream Guards at St. James. The slow march was the best part. They returned to their hotel for breakfast at 11:30 and then walked to the Tate Gallery. Then walked to Victoria Station and took a long bus ride to Kensington and then to Kew Gardens. They enjoyed the Gardens, walked a bit further up the Thames before coming back to Kew for the boat ride return to central London. They walked home passing Victoria and Piccadilly Stations.
Band of the Coldstream Guards
Kew Gardens Map
(images from Google Images)
(This was a particularly interesting day for me to read about. For all the times I’ve traveled to London, I’ve never been to Ascot.)
Photos from Google images
(It was quite a day. I have been to London and other parts of England many times but never to Ascot.)
They took the bus to King’s Cross Station But somehow went the wrong way and had quite a tour of London. They reached Ascot about 11:30. My mother writes that they sat on the front seat of a charabanc opposite the box of the King and Queen, She thinks the dresses were too much like garden party frocks. The Royal party drove up the course at 1 o’clock in an open carriage. The King and Queen looked just like their pictures. Other people arrived in coach and four.
The races started at 1:30 and ran every half hour until 5 o’clock. Beautiful horses.
Came back to London and had dinner at The Rendezvous in Soho
Ascot 1954 (photo from the Guardian)