A vote over breakfast and, being a democratic family, we decided to go to the British Museum. Miles took all the dirty washing to the local Laundromat for a quick wash - such a pain on holidays to carry the dirties, but such a relief when it's all clean again. Two hours it would take and GB10, but closed by midday (so best not to be late!) The Museum was literally 3 minutes walk around the corner and we arrived at opening time. We all admired the Rosetta Ston...

A slightly later morning, largely due to the lengthy shower of Claire, breakfast at the hotel, then off for the day's activities. It is Richard's day today and he had booked us into a bus tour/river cruise and walking tour. Miles was a little disgruntled as he thought he could be the tour guide and we didn't need any help, but even he admitted that the walking tour that took us to the Changing of the Guards took us to places he hadn't thought of. We had 13 min...

After a bit of rallying we all made it down to breakfast and energised us for what was to be one of the busiest (and possibly most important) days of the trip. We did the calculations and decided with 5 of us it was to be more economical to travel by taxi than by tube which really isn't a very good lesson for the kids, but practical. For 5 of us to travel in Zone 1 it was to be GB15.6, yet to get from one end of London to the other (without the walk to the tube...

After another lovely breakfast and a long chat over many cups of Yorkshire tea, we bid a fond farewell to Nether Poppleton and the Hinchcliffes. Miles returned the car at a suburb of York whilst Kyra manipulated her way around York railway station, bought a couple of books for the lads to keep going, lost the tickets, then found them(luckily) in the chaos. The train came like clockwork, on time, seats were waiting for us and almost exactly 2 hours later we found...

We woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs that our resident chef, Mo had prepared. Today was the day to meet Uncle d*** in York. Roger persuaded us that catching a bus into the city was best (rather than drive) so we caught the bus at about 9am. d*** was waiting for us at the bus top at Merchants Gate. After hugs and introductions he took us to Yorvic - a simulation of the Viking village that had been dug up in the 1970's. We took a "time capsule" train through t...