Steve and I wanted to give Harriet “The Lincoln Experience,” otherwise known as “A week in our lives in Lincoln.” Over the next several days, Harriet gladly accompanied us on our errands around town, although sometimes the errands came to us, as when our friend Dorothy delivered a dozen free-range eggs straight from the farm. All of the photos in this installment are Harriet’s.
Steve was preparing to submit his application for a British passport and needed to get some passport photos, so off they went to Tesco’s photo booth for instant results.
On the way home, they stopped at Aldi for chicken and groceries. Back at home Harriet volunteered to help with shredding a pile of papers that have been accumulating for quite a while. She kept the shredder running at full capacity and both she and the shredder had to take a break every ten minutes or so.
The three of us went to Gino’s Italian restaurant for a mini celebration, followed by an evening walk around uphill Lincoln. We returned home and warmed up with a cup of tea and some dark (healthy!) chocolate. We watched The Vicar of Dibley on TV by candlelight.
The next morning Harriet told us that she watched about half of her DVD, Forest Gump, before going to sleep, only to be awakened at 2:24 am by a text message, from someone in California, which is eight hours behind the UK. Such is the life of a world traveller!
We stopped by our friends David and Sandra after lunch. David offered to sign a legal document that Steve needed for his British Passport. They warmly welcomed Harriet to their home.
After dinner, we walked down to the Lincoln Cathedral for the Stations of the Cross program. This was the Devotional Concert at the Lincoln Cathedral, part of the Easter weekend program. There was a choir and an Organist. The organist, Claire Innes-Hopkins, a young woman, was unbelievable. Afterwards we walked home, had tea, and watched TV.
By Saturday morning, Steve had completed his passport application, and he sent it off at the Post Office. They offered a check & send service where they look through the application to make sure that everything was good to go. One less thing to worry about.
There was a market in Castle Square, offering everything from fresh fish to colourful mushrooms.
We walked from uphill Lincoln down to city centre, stopping at Jews Court, Imperial Tea & Coffee Shop,
Paula’s handbag shop stopping for lunch at the High Bridge Café, where my favourite table overlooking the river, was available.
The walk back up Steep Hill was just as the name says – steep!
We had lunch at the Thai restaurant in the Bailgate, one of my favourites. We heard some American voices, so I had to go meet them. We were walking home in the same direction and they invited us for a drink at the Morning Star Pub. Only a hundred yards or so from our apartment, but we had never stopped in.
We had a beer, chatted for a while, and were on our way. It makes it easy to make friends in a pub-based culture. Steve and I took Harriet to the cathedral to experience a special occasion – an Easter service.
Amazing that a whole week has come and gone since Harriet arrived. We were having so much fun that I didn’t want the time to pass too quickly.