Day 6 To Bristol

But first, an early morning wave from the boss.

 .... and a nurse from Grannie

 We've just finished feeding again. (It's all she does, apart from smile)

 Claire and Cathy and Lissy stayed at home (= went out shopping) and I got a lift into Bristol to see Brunel's ship, the S.S. Great Britain. The first iron ship built.

 The blunt end of the ship.

 The sharp end.

The top end.

Dining saloon.

This is my ferry which (I hoped) would take me to the railway station. It did!

This is John's Bristol office. Well, not just John's, but it says Lloyds at the front so .......

On the canal, heading for Temple Mead railway station.

She gets around, doesn't she?

Back home, and a cot to assemble. Not sure where this cot was made, but the instruction booklet was a translation from the Japanese, from the Chinese, from the ....

This is the 3-D equivalent of painting yourself into a corner.

Finished at last!

We'd better check out the green sheep again.

This might be the last blog for a few days as we catch the train to London this afternoon, then Eurostar
to Avignon in the morning. Internet access is an unknown (actually, a known unknown) for a few days.
Anyway, because of this, I thought I'd draw the line

Get it?