I'm back from my travels;

I returned yesterday from a lovely trip to England, Scotland and Wales. I've been in England and Scotland before but everywhere we went (we being the bus tour group) I saw things I had not seen on previous trips so it was very enjoyable. This tour was organized by Collette and I have always been impressed by their guides. This time was no exception. Our guide, Christina, really knew her way around. She was a font of historical, economical and statistical information, very little of which my brain retained. I was on vacation after all. In the next several posts I will be sharing some pictures (as soon as I remember the process) and more specific information but for now I'll leave you with a joke:  A Scotsman, an Englishman and and Irishman were trying to get into the Olympics but they didn't have tickets so they cast about for another way to get in.  The Englishman saw a long stck, picked it up, walked to the gate and announced "England, pole vaulting" and the guard waved him in.  The Scotsman picked up a sewer cover, announce that he was a discus thrower and was also waved in. The Irishman, observing these successes, looked around, spotted and picked up a roll of barbed wire and walked up to the guard. "Ireland," he announced, "Fencing."  I know it's a groaner but I couldn't resist.