On this day (11th July) in 1859, Big Ben rang for the first time because (spoiler alert!) Big Ben is a bell not a tower. I used this anniversary moment to shine a light on some of London’s most exciting bells.
I want to start a new little segment. The Old, the New, and the Wonderful. There’s so much to do in London and you’d need a lifetime to do it all, so to help out all of my fellow Adventurers, I’ll be putting together three things at a time: one old, one new, and one a little bit unusual. Today we’re looking at the area in and around Cannon Street in the City of London.
I’m starting to get the impression that I can’t have a proper holiday anymore without putting my life in the hands of at least one stranger. Italy was no different.
It’s an intense, but rewarding experience as an Au Pair. I wouldn’t want to sugar coat it because it is tough; no one has ever said that looking after kids was easy, but you do it for those special moments when you feel privileged to be able to watch them grow up and to have had a hand, however small, in that development.
Back in November I wrote a blog post from the point of view of my, at the time, seven month old second cousin. Now, in Austria and Germany, we’re sharing our holiday with some long time family friends. Their seven year old daughter is my adopted sister, my partner in crime and my BBFF (best best friend forever).