Mollie and my mom, as we enjoyed high tea in the crypts beneath St. Paul’s Cathedral.
After tea, we attended a service in the cathedral. We got to sit up in the chairs behind the alter, where the high and mighty sit. My mom has connections.
My mom, who is well on her way to 100-years-old, getting a Mollie hug. Mollie gives the best hugs. They are in the London Eye.
In front of Selfridge’s department store. I actually used our visit there for research for that murder mystery novel I wrote, that took place in World War Two London… available over there—-> in my sidebar, if you click the book cover pictures, they are magic links!
My traveling buddy!
Mollie is fun to travel with… or hang out with… or do anything with.
Enjoying the wind in her face at the Liverpool docks, after a visit to the Beatles museum, and right before we saw another movie scene being filmed, this time from a Meryl Streep movie. If you had any idea how many ships were sunk near this spot by Nazi bombs, mines or torpedoes, it would blow your mind.
Mollie, my mom, and I, walking in Paris.
Because, you know… Paris!
