Money in the bank is great, but memories are priceless
I know I’ve said it before, but I love London. Every time I go it has something different to offer, something I’ve not seen before. It could be an event, a building I’ve not noticed on previous trips. Perhaps the sight of a famous landmark from a different angle, or in a different light, like Tower Bridge on Friday night.
Golden Gate, Sydney harbor, Brooklyn, Rialto, Ponte Vecchio, they are all amazing, but Tower Bridge has gravitas. It is magnificent, imposing, unique.
We also caught sight of this £225 million bombproof super yacht. Not a sight you see every day, though to be honest we only realised how expensive it was when we saw it mentioned in the Daily Mail. We just thought it was a weird looking boat blocking our view of HMS Belfast…
We were in London to celebrate exam success (the boys) and our wedding anniversary. Okay, really we were in London because I wanted another excuse to stay there. As we live only 45 minutes ago it always seemed excessive to stay overnight, but the older I get, the more I realise how important it is to create memories. I don’t know how much longer my children will want to go away with their parents but I figure if I dangle treats at them like dinner in the Shard (what an incredible experience, eating on the 32nd floor, surrounded by the glory that is London), I may be able to keep them interested a little longer. And I will have a store of memories to keep me going when they finally realise we’re too old, too dull to spend time with. Even with the dangling carrot.