Travelling down memory lane to London and England

Stonehenge, Salisbury Plain, England

Me, at Stonehenge, during my first trip to England in 1987

Memories of London town and the English countryside in spring

It’s about this time of year, early spring, that I always think of travel to England. I haven’t been there in years, but I travelled several times to England at about this time of year in the past. The first time I stepped foot in London, on a balmy, overcast day in the spring of 1987, I felt at home. Though I had never been to Europe before, there was something familiar about London. Maybe it was all those English movies and books I’ve consumed, or perhaps something in the blood, the collective memory of my family. Whatever the reason, I am writing this post as a love letter to England in the spring.

 Oh, to be in England, Now that April’s there – Robert Browning

My grandfather, Charles Samuel Ward, was born and brought up in inner city London. He came from a poor family that was thrown into destitution when his father died in a hackney accident. My great-grandmother was faced with the agonizing decision to “give away” two of her children, and my grandfather was sent to Canada when he was only about 12 years old. He never went back to England; never saw his family again.

Tea in London

Photo of tea time in London courtesy Pegs on the Line.

By the time I went to London, my grandfather had long since passed away, and I had no painful memories to keep me from having a grand old time. And I did. I loved London — one of the world’s great walking cities. I stayed with friends near Chelsea, who were busy during the day, so I spent most of my time wandering in the city, tracking down iconic sites that held significance for me because of my strong ties to English culture.

Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been? I’ve been to London to see the Queen.

It’s embarrassing to relate, but when I was a child living near Toronto, Canada, I went on a school trip one blustery, grey day to the Toronto Island by ferry. I was so immersed in English culture, I actually thought we were crossing the choppy waters of the English Channel! Doctor Doolittle, Oliver Twist, Mary Poppins, Alice in Wonderland, Peter Pan — these were the companions of my youthful imagination. And even as an adult, English authors like Somerset Maugham, Jane Austen, Charles Dickens, Evelyn Waugh and Rudyard Kipling were always among my favourites.

Peter Pan statue in Kensington Park, London

Peter Pan statue in Kensington Park, London

Looking for signs of Victorian London

So, in London finally as a young adult, I went a bit crazy looking for my imaginary version of Victorian London, and things with literary or personal associations, like:

  • The Peter Pan statue in Kensington Gardens
  • The streets of the old City — to look for scenes reminiscent of all those Charles Dickens books I read
  • The British Museum’s pristine Reading Room and the priceless manuscripts in the British Library
  • Poets Corner in Westminster Abbey where Charles Dickens, Lewis Carroll, Lord Byron and other literary mortals are immortalized
  • The steps of St Paul’s Cathedral, where the “Bird Lady” in Mary Poppins fed the birds: one of the most heart-rendering and evocative scenes of Victorian London ever (along with that scene in The Little Princess with Shirley Temple, when she finds her wounded father, the war hero, and meets Queen Victoria — I get teary just thinking about it)

In England’s pleasant pastures

But I also left London, to visit the green and pleasant pastures of the English countryside. London is fun, and full of history and associations that I treasure, but the countryside is pastoral, peaceful and lushly green. I toured a charming corner of the south-west, in Hampshire. I loved driving along narrow country roads, stopping to look at grand homes like Longleat House and Beaulieu and other imposing structures like Salisbury Cathedral and of course the mystical and enigmatic Stonehenge.

If I were to go back to London today, I would make time for pleasures of a different sort. Though I have no concrete plans for London at the moment (I will be in Ireland in September however, so let’s see), I am already starting to keep an eye out for small boutique hotels, upcoming art exhibits and of course London spa days. I might even look at hotel spa breaks in the UK — that way, I could combine immersing myself in England’s green and pleasant countryside with some much-need pampering.

Tea time: Best places for tea in London

Browns Hotel Tea Room

The tea room at Brown’s Hotel.

But one of the top things on my mind for a trip to London is tea. I love tea. I’m already researching and have found these useful lists and links:

So, if you have any suggestions for spas, boutique hotels, tea shops and other slow, relaxing and green ways to visit London and England, please share them so I can start planning my imaginary trip!

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4 Responses to Travelling down memory lane to London and England

  1. Vasu March 14, 2013 at 4:16 pm #

    That picture at Stonehenge, you have that wild but pretty punker gal look! Nothing wrong with that, I’ve known and dated a few punker gals, being about your age !

    I confess, I still wear leather jackets, punk style occasionally.

    Latest theory about stonehenge;

    I love your description of the tea rooms in London. Being a tea-phile, I’m impressed. On my last trip to London, 1993, I stayed at the Kensington park hotel and also London school of economics dorms. I spent a lot of time traversing London back and forth, botanical gardens, Covent garden opera house, Royal Albert hall, British library, British museum, etc. I also took a train and Bus to Stratford on Avon, Warwickshire to check out Shakespeare’s birthplace and also had a beer at Grumpy’s pub where Christopher Marlow was killed in a pub brawl. The over-night train to Edinburgh by Brit-rail was awesome ! I also saw the Northern lights in Inverness, Northern Scotland. Many lovely memories.

    I even saw the scallywag Aussies beat England at Lord’s, cricket match!

    Being part English, part Irish, you probably have some deep, “oppressor-oppressed” conflict in there, perhaps ? Most of my Ireland-Irish friends just can’t stand the English !
    I just look at them and say, Pardon me but I am an anglo-phile but also love Irish culture !

    Sweet dreams !

  2. Shalu Sharma March 15, 2013 at 6:08 pm #

    Nice photo of yourself, typical 1980’s look. Everything flies by expect Stonehenge which is still standing. Wah, the great English cuppa (Indian most likely). If you want to feel like home in London, visit Southall and drink a pint of Cobra beer at the Glassy Junction. I have heard of the tea room at Rocco Forte’s Brown’s Hotel but haven’t been there.
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  3. Meghana March 23, 2013 at 1:23 pm #

    I missed travelling to this place
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  4. Ferrial Pondrafi September 23, 2013 at 11:39 pm #

    great picture of you standing in front of Stonehenge.
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