<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063</id><updated>2024-11-08T06:53:07.882-08:00</updated><category term="London"/><category term="Beautiful things"/><category term="Royal homes"/><category term="London Museums"/><category term="City bites"/><category term="Ice sculpting"/><category term="Isle of Wight"/><category term="Lake district"/><category term="London for kids"/><category term="Markets of London"/><category term="Mother Nature"/><category term="Natural"/><category term="Paris"/><category term="Peak District"/><category term="Resort breaks"/><category term="Shopping in London"/><category term="animation"/><category term="on the streets"/><category term="sculptures"/><category term="train journeys"/><title type='text'>Spinning Memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-8909115541041767022</id><published>2013-01-22T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2014-02-14T02:57:45.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion king - The Musical </title><summary type="text">







Ever since I watched &quot; The Lion king&quot; musical some six years back, it has stayed with me as one of the most beautiful experiences for its exquisite display of human imagination. The entire concept, the stage, the costumes , the performances......everything is so spellbinding! It is not a surprise then, that it has made history as the longest running live performance, having opened in 1999</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8909115541041767022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2013/01/lion-king-musical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/8909115541041767022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/8909115541041767022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2013/01/lion-king-musical.html' title='Lion king - The Musical '/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3UBWNm5-4vO3gqL6FKTWs4-SYiHuDZRht8maQht-Kg2ZWNlY_yrni783eToBDW5286MrLdKmlatBYJi24qYMzdNlFCNMsEOfM6L0TVwUwzq-uHQtpjbWVtpEM8KA6phHcehKALdskak8/s72-c/brown-lindiwe-mkhize-as-rafiki-in-disneys-the-lion-king-london-company-photo-by-catherine-ashmore-disney11.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-8275229644371975633</id><published>2013-01-14T15:22:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2018-08-28T23:46:08.399-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ice sculpting"/><title type='text'>Ice Sculpting festival - Canary Wharf </title><summary type="text">

Each year, in January, London is host to ice scuptors from different parts of the world, who, in front of delighted spectators turn gleaming blocks of ice into stunningly beautiful pieces of art.&amp;nbsp;

In contrast to the endless piecs of art immortalized in London&#39;s endless list of museums, it is amazing to see the passion with which&amp;nbsp;these artists go about their stuff, knowing that their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8275229644371975633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2013/01/ice-sculpting-at-canary-wharf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/8275229644371975633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/8275229644371975633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2013/01/ice-sculpting-at-canary-wharf.html' title='Ice Sculpting festival - Canary Wharf '/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgygTH40OoVkyv-8N0ckwSlGoqXEWGnIrHzacLjxtBcwAc7A_n5bZkGKvgcxLTKDLPpUk1uS2JtZT7NyV-YI6ggZmJqQ89Pb7WC5S5CYX4Sqgy2Of7WAYH9RMBKl3WwGhBELaYiq1f7TW4/s72-c/DSC_1473.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-3686754055824360990</id><published>2012-08-26T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-17T16:51:03.518-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lake district"/><title type='text'>Lake District - Windermere </title><summary type="text">

While we famously know the place as Lake District with 14 odd lakes strewn around in the monuntains, the locals rarely refer to those as &#39;lakes&#39;. They are instead most commonly called &quot;Meres&quot; (Like Winder-mere) or &quot;tarns&quot; or just &quot;waters&quot; - all words that have stuck back from the Anglo-Saxon era.&amp;nbsp;

History abounds in Lake District, just like most parts on England. But here it is not in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3686754055824360990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/08/lake-district-windermere.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/3686754055824360990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/3686754055824360990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/08/lake-district-windermere.html' title='Lake District - Windermere '/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKq0oeWN0V0jyhSQH8Vrw7TEUrpUrN29vnGy-D01BBkJRh-CRCnu1Ehy_t_BJLdzGtv7hSJLifb_L8xyRuv6o4iRYpzR0wIFKTn0CSQdqYZUCRVlHOQQhyphenhyphennU7WOF1t9BoTV23AVzRRNU/s72-c/DSC_0814.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Windermere, Birtley, Chester le Street, Tyne and Wear DH3 2JX, UK</georss:featurename><georss:point>54.8863537 -1.5639284</georss:point><georss:box>54.884070200000004 -1.5688639 54.8886372 -1.5589929</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-7679179344272651125</id><published>2012-06-19T15:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-24T13:26:35.066-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Royal homes"/><title type='text'>Chatsworth House - Chesterfield</title><summary type="text">
As someone has put it rightly - It is difficult to travel for over fifteen munites in UK and not stumble across some building that has been declared as a national heritage site :). So when hubby&#39;s itinerary included &quot;Chatsworth house&quot;, I thought &quot;not another royal home...must be like Buckingham Palace&quot;. But the reviews on tripadvisor and husband both convinced me otherwise and I conceded, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7679179344272651125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/chatsworth-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/7679179344272651125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/7679179344272651125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/chatsworth-house.html' title='Chatsworth House - Chesterfield'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMpz3a0ypFcEcGOAr5Q8T1NzdhNZkLzgZpDTZ5KcOey1E2JhXllGNPHc3n0L7xQvh1DmZoe5CSO4r2vVICMZjFNdHVABD9BuqI8BRWbXSvjVVbf1QFOEW1a5zSvoFPLrj1fEPodynzdW0/s72-c/DSC_0360.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-5771246681208068227</id><published>2012-06-12T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T10:23:43.505-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Natural"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Peak District"/><title type='text'>&quot;Devil&#39;s Arse&quot;</title><summary type="text">


&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 

Interestingly, Peak Cavern, a major attraction in Peak District, was earliar known as &quot;Devil&#39;s Arse&quot;&amp;nbsp; - after the faltulent noises that used to come from the cave (lol lol). The name was changed to Peak Cavern during Queen Victoria&#39;s visit , but eventually the vulgar name made it more popular :)

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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1219014569346162647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/1219014569346162647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/1219014569346162647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/blog-post.html' title='Neo-classical marble sculptures in Chatsworth house - Peak district'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghF7LrOP4Z3u4cNW_vbanqYwohvPnQ2GfKqNPAOUgFDu1zOV-2z22-zP6C2J4VjGkpxts7vk11VMZKZqs7M1iaWndEmGOh_ow9yfXnfdZxkuRgTeeWQlClc3_ObYNkRGbRDvciPzJxFCE/s72-c/IMAG0432.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-348154160032861831</id><published>2012-06-09T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-13T13:29:36.686-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Markets of London"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shopping in London"/><title type='text'>Markets of London</title><summary type="text">

 Borough Market
Enticing smell of &#39;fresh&#39; veggies n fruits, vendors tempting with samples and customers trying to squeeze their way through crowds.I had almost forgotten after shopping in supermarkets what this felt like ! Today&#39;s borough market visit brought memories of childhood when we did a weekly trip to the huge vegetable market back home in India.

&amp;nbsp;Borough Market near London Bridge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/348154160032861831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/markets-of-london.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/348154160032861831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/348154160032861831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/markets-of-london.html' title='Markets of London'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSx8SSMIrcjLSa_e7L9nTQA0VY0nxOtSn-URajBfxCHjBVtw5hvzU9FxEwHVHRcayF-FzJMP5ESih8V7wRHQCCPtpgW1KJ1nAI6Qr8RAPgSqHCPtjY6IH5d11uZhoLY5DSJjlm8-zJcvI/s72-c/DSC_0540.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-5912001431109390952</id><published>2012-06-08T07:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T03:25:40.110-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London for kids"/><title type='text'>Bekonscot Model Village</title><summary type="text">



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When we decided to check out this place, less than half an hour from London, we had no idea what a delightful surprise we were in for. Tucked away in the serene setting of Beaconsfield, is the World&#39;s oldest litte Model Village. 

Eons away from the techno entertainment and flashing images this absolutely delightful place was like a breath of fresh air. There were so many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5912001431109390952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/bekonscot-model-village.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/5912001431109390952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/5912001431109390952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/bekonscot-model-village.html' title='Bekonscot Model Village'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5E4v_PAukG1VuQWGXeP0mFjW0Nip1kHpYDo-wP-3kuklUv8Z7BxGE3TTdjUHqruk8YnjgT68l-ye1hOnpwt9JQ0oOwCknHpHft36GN8-nk8fztBAoGwywqKY_Yv_eWbumfCCbj0A8tw/s72-c/IMAG0240.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-1845645609034471718</id><published>2012-06-08T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T21:57:49.698-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="train journeys"/><title type='text'>On the train .......... chugging away</title><summary type="text">



Long journeys by train are in special! We love them.This thread is a fond photo collection of the things we do during our train journeys


Doodling ....



Pondering....what huge chimney !






Click......Captured on a train journey to Scotland ..... 







Fooling around......&amp;nbsp; with our reflections





Gazing away ...dreamily



Whose idea is this !!!!! 




Engineering ..See...a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1845645609034471718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/on-train.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/1845645609034471718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/1845645609034471718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/on-train.html' title='On the train .......... chugging away'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip6b6tA-H73Tpg8KnO_ND1x1Ahcrrl_7t94Wygm6Kuca6ocaFnT9TKOTmkcZbZNpQkp4rggHwDwurF4p-fVdiKFeSDkvHRhFPnwaiGsYDM0u__lsxP5J5_jtc5UaeR2OJKODctpaI7m4k/s72-c/IMAG0457.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-4780728099133339169</id><published>2012-06-08T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T07:32:11.474-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="City bites"/><title type='text'>Sheffield - A delight ...</title><summary type="text">






Cities , like people, have their own character. Sheffield is
a city that is quick to make an impression as soon as you land. A city of young
people, thanks to its universities, Sheffield appeared to us uniquely youthful and
yet laid back at the same time – something difficult to explain.&amp;nbsp;



Something that instantly caught our eye was the graffiti and
murals strewn around the city&#39;s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4780728099133339169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/sheffield-delight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/4780728099133339169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/4780728099133339169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/sheffield-delight.html' title='Sheffield - A delight ...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjYhl1QEukDl8qxrNWGp_wUyL5uMaxraHNOw1E5cl4o1ohOGfPfEr-JRxqEJ-k1Rw9bWcjj1mLuXCCzhZW9haqBGfbShL0k1KcLhWRi8IpqqqrgnKxC9EBbO8zGqDBtqhU5eeIMqOhthQ/s72-c/sheffield+Graffiti.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-7264528324663593923</id><published>2012-06-08T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-13T01:01:33.394-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beautiful things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Royal homes"/><title type='text'>Random Beautiful things ...</title><summary type="text">

Royal prams :)




I do wish i had carried a better camera..these were really cute !!!










Royal keys from Chatsworth home






A table clock from 17th centry from V&amp;amp;A Museum of art and design








&amp;nbsp;A beautiful ship, all in gold from V&amp;amp;A Museum of Art and Design











Side cabinet from 18th centry from V&amp;amp;A Museum of Art and Design





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Butlins - A holiday resort in Skegness with &quot;tailored activities&quot; was not really our idea of a 5 day holiday. If given an option, we would rather be out somewhere out in wilderness, doing a river or a forest trail.&amp;nbsp; But with weather turning our fingers n toes blue, a resort like Butlins with a lot of indoor entertainment options seemed like a decent option.



Much to my surprise it turned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/894025647374432175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/butlins-at-skegness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/894025647374432175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/894025647374432175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/butlins-at-skegness.html' title='Butlins - at Skegness'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMWEyUqfQYdJWYDbvkYAfRCZF9jkUtUFCN99d_g_Tnq8wUPKgPazM1f65ndHn18Gpz-X5rzNqCjDsvZhPNFfAXgwBMDetc6r_RpDG6GEM_h7dCfQJpUFZdEU5rYZTmhQ5byEz08gSCNY/s72-c/085.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-5424989122889646964</id><published>2012-06-07T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2014-08-18T13:38:29.590-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on the streets"/><title type='text'>Street Performers of London</title><summary type="text">

If&amp;nbsp; there is one thing I absolutely &quot;LOVE&quot; about London,&amp;nbsp;then it is the street performances, and the professional way in which the artists go about conducting them. In a city that pretty much breaths Art with its endless museums, theatres and galleries, it is only&amp;nbsp;but natural that art should spill out on the streets (though I do wish people had more time to pay heed). 

A lone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5424989122889646964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/street-performers-of-london.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/5424989122889646964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/5424989122889646964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/street-performers-of-london.html' title='Street Performers of London'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfqtmu60l4uRwsuN_PMK0Y5DAysDx5VfmzAINOVUtjI7igFpuOPKhFtxDJxxxGRYRJAjENdwuqBqIDFqgQ4cBxK6X2LGfPDz6BGbJqRVXrGH38vu6mL1RBBy5R_M8JKDRRy6V685_F3s/s72-c/VIDEO0004-001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-8977960912032762190</id><published>2012-04-28T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T06:34:40.950-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London Museums"/><title type='text'>Natural history Museum- Red Zone</title><summary type="text">










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Visiting Natural History Musuem&#39;s Red Zone (the earth section) on earth day was a pleasant coincidence. I wonder what it would be like if all schools in the world were converted to museums like this one. Kids could choose where they want to go, and how much time they want to spend on what....and teachers became mere facilitators ......



Geography got a new meaning at this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8977960912032762190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/04/natural-history-red-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/8977960912032762190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/8977960912032762190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/04/natural-history-red-zone.html' title='Natural history Museum- Red Zone'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIGRrXfbkOKYGJAazzjmjdjCo5DRBj4qRxkxCxbp2SROBe5P11KezWIf1IrAaUB5K27-vZwMWPPjp12LqFcVTcxgoM8g6lit4f5JZyniPOSw3ypcBPsRbaunxStzEh6D5YM_BgUC8R8XY/s72-c/DSC_0154.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-2297562063621516433</id><published>2012-04-22T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-13T01:12:23.033-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beautiful things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London Museums"/><title type='text'>Buddhas at the V &amp; A</title><summary type="text">






Wonder how many visits it would take if one had to cover all of 4.5 
million items in London&#39;s Victoria and Albert Musueum, world&#39;s greatest 
museum of art and design. No idea why we did not end up going before, 
but rains made us drop in for a quick visit recently.&amp;nbsp;



There was so much to drive you crazy, its practically impossible 
to put it down in a blog, though I am sure a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2297562063621516433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/04/buddhas-at-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/2297562063621516433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/2297562063621516433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/04/buddhas-at-v.html' title='Buddhas at the V &amp; A'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSFCAlr_778wtqjs-BwzeR_359QmIKu8ymDbyz8YccPMQoSLFP8SlPyxAKSR8GgVa1YuV-lBQGslNZEGgWbmgUNKWGwj7k9XsaB22ZkdnmupSaqpOkaS6RkxW8NR9m96SPbZoxmAKn8M/s72-c/IMAG0146.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-9058124965010638260</id><published>2011-05-20T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T05:42:45.059-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paris"/><title type='text'>In Paris - where beauty finds expression ....</title><summary type="text">




What does one say about one of the most beautiful cities in the world ?&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;Paris was a family get-together ...one after 4 years when my husbands parents joined us from India, and his brother and his family came from US.&amp;nbsp; The cousins had a blast, and the grandparents enjoyed watching the three of them together.&amp;nbsp; And we could not have chosen a much better place .....

Paris </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/9058124965010638260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/in-paris-where-beauty-finds-expression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/9058124965010638260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/9058124965010638260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2012/06/in-paris-where-beauty-finds-expression.html' title='In Paris - where beauty finds expression ....'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9hogmGqvlIvyE4vfk1S9qKouTXkmULbYohlQ1MI89THAdbZtKIG2E6Zettls1gENMy77y8rJ8cHzAmdb-yABEqDcZGocxw2K09eJncJ3iWPmhHiieVHh32u5gvZySTgbZaSZ7j-LYyg/s72-c/IMG_4219.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-1563130540193597095</id><published>2011-02-16T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T05:43:05.809-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isle of Wight"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London"/><title type='text'>Isle of Wight</title><summary type="text">









Isle of Wight with friends Lakshmi, Anand and lil Kavya was a short holiday.While I suppose we missed out on quite a few attractions, the ferry, Owl and Monkey Haven and Amazon Zoo surely added some wonderful pages to our memoir.&amp;nbsp; 




Waiting for the ferry to the isle





Gurnard Pines is where we stayed ..a country resort, pretty remote and commute to the bus stop meant long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1563130540193597095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/isle-of-wight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/1563130540193597095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/1563130540193597095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/isle-of-wight.html' title='Isle of Wight'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMFOfmjyQ7NT7u-Qu9PPb6APbrebaFsGHwjHBociXLGcYpj1WVAu4Ji-8XUmRQNg3wXxmJfIG8i7QTjtiUODHeq2jAiIMrqVbumNbOln3NIn7_jutK5G-AAP-kNii17KeeaVwXhoCQZE/s72-c/IMG_3656.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-5459814313525852048</id><published>2010-11-14T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-06-10T14:45:49.597-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London"/><title type='text'>Roman Bath</title><summary type="text">


The train journey from london to Roman Bath is a treat for the eyes tired of bustling city life. The vast green lands dotted with sheep and horses, present the most refreshing 2 hours one can spend on a train.&amp;nbsp;

Our visit to the Roman bath was a beautiful experience.


The Abbey was welcoming - abuzz with tourists and poppies on a cross marking &quot;Rememberence day&quot;(Poppy Day)&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp; 
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Awww! Just look at that ! 




If you ask me - Heaven looks like the Museum of Transport :) to a 3 year old with its steam engines,&amp;nbsp; horse carraiges, buggies, the trams, buses and toys in the play area. 

Located conviniently in Covent Garden the chillout&amp;nbsp;place in London for tourists Museum of Transport is a&amp;nbsp;perfect place for Dad&#39;s n kids while mommies hang out in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6739128655814615761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/museum-of-transport.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/6739128655814615761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/6739128655814615761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/museum-of-transport.html' title='Museum of Transport'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYdFu13CAEKjyu49_akgj3xxLmKmG7-cKncMYvF_qGz8_Jfe5zLGptlEKfc1Y1-X85qp7UWt7xpYL3zVxH5UqWpN25hNsHS4saw0j8sqi-ewAegWUFYzRh2TXgSrfwO5kQY_jxn4t-8rU/s72-c/IMG_1895.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-2917460777868485260</id><published>2010-10-02T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T04:16:37.311-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London"/><title type='text'>The IMAX experience</title><summary type="text">

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Oh we know Halloween is not here yet :), and no this is not a dress rehearsal. That&#39;s Vedaant in a 3D movie - his very first 3D </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2917460777868485260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/imax-experience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/2917460777868485260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/2917460777868485260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/imax-experience.html' title='The IMAX experience'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMvTOqLVA-fPFCwZ5iZMrcf39S_4wDlW6ytBt1B5m8jc-19kS0eSXynm1XCxR8xo3W5ki7uSdLqYyeX5NaidwWtTMFyZYtw4LnWM3ehagi_rDnDeNoyTrYZMUgh12Uwx07d_t6qMGId1E/s72-c/Photo0042.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-435425813506629990</id><published>2010-09-29T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T03:55:08.918-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London"/><title type='text'>Trafalgar Square</title><summary type="text">






&amp;nbsp;Trafalgar square is one of our favourite places in London. The huge lions are amazing to climb on. But its the entire atmosphere, full of tourists, and loungers and kids that gets to you. And not to forget..the brave peigons who it seem love being chased :)
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Trafalgar Square is a square in central London, England. With its position in the heart of London, it is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/435425813506629990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/buckingham-palace-n-trafalgar-square.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/435425813506629990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/435425813506629990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/10/buckingham-palace-n-trafalgar-square.html' title='Trafalgar Square'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1gWc8QEgFuOFO_DljP1HmPY_CkKfZHqzxtTvSQp_upzF12rdz_HK97XJsPnrlMcreo-yYBHf0AZ7X5RuiHM7Awu5KLfjirlXgRonzK06lJdMsnfEnrPu2MDxmWzInnZJt1gvGI_9DXc/s72-c/IMG_3391.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-5442631404466749254</id><published>2010-08-31T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-08T10:09:02.598-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mother Nature"/><title type='text'>Muchute Farm</title><summary type="text">


 

...This is what we sang all the way from home to the farm. A song from our favourite &quot;Barney visits the farm&quot; CD.&amp;nbsp; 
&quot;We&#39;re on the way, we&#39;re on the way, on the way to grandpa&#39;s farm...
On our grandpa&#39;s farm there is a little pink pig...
On our grandpa&#39;s farm there is a little pink pig..
The pig it makes a sound like this - OINK OINK &quot; 


... umm, no &quot;little pink pig&quot;here. One big hog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5442631404466749254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/muchute-farm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/5442631404466749254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/5442631404466749254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/muchute-farm.html' title='Muchute Farm'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Nhrc_6fGmMK6gf492XtHATJ5vWPJqwBycZVIZ_KNvyA61ixIcmbUUYgsUuHPH-To2GpvJybRSKZ1VtftnRoVPIDTt8qTYigESPOANYHCjzplMVnuxnFd5Z9RGFzx2uTBthXF1QfJJNs/s72-c/IMG_1742.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8902577279672296063.post-2490716011203039872</id><published>2010-07-27T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T02:32:35.497-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London"/><title type='text'>Ruislip Lido - the perfect picnic !!</title><summary type="text">
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A canal reservoir, an artificial beach surrounded by beautiful Woods, Ruislip Lido is a beautiful place for a day trip in West London.



Wonderful walk through the woods with friends, Spotting birds in the lake, bathing under the sprinklers and building castles in the sand. What more to make a perfect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2490716011203039872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/hap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/2490716011203039872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8902577279672296063/posts/default/2490716011203039872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/hap.html' title='Ruislip Lido - the perfect picnic !!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZqVSc6vSfLxs00-nEGilT980HsGCDbieGyEAyXE5hBkWveKUP2XVxFAJ34le5OyJbhpKzZPj9erlONZI71vb3QjS68W8ksFCcH1KxKuLyEq7ZPcWP5sJhZsJ6vOVv-7d55fPNkBxCYos/s72-c/IMG_1549.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>