Up Deptford Creek with a rabble

Continuing the latest in our series of "What do trainee vicars do in their holidays?", here's the latest installment, which could be easily entitled "What else can we do for free?"

With Bethany packed off on a coach back to Shepton Mallet for Soul Survivor we had 2 options:

1. Take advantage of our relative North-ness and go a bit further North for a few days camping near York, do the Railway Museum, the Yorvik centre, North York Moors Railway etc.


2. Go to London and do the Science Museum and anything else we can think of.
   

With the weather forecast looking dodgy, Eboracum being three times further away than Londinium (and therefore costing three times as much in diesel), and knowing of free accomodation in Deptford we went for the second option.

24 hours later the not-quite-newly ordained Rev. Jane Yeadon was welcoming us back to her Creek Road pad, this time with unpacking completed, pictures on the wall and cat installed.

We mastered Oyster cards and spent a day enjoying the Science Museum (well, Isaac and I enjoyed it whilst Tasha did a load of crosswords). We stumbled across the Albert Hall, which is so big that it is perfectly possible to walk past without noticing it is there, and enjoyed a cup of tea and a chocolate muffin in the Diana Memorial Playground whilst observing London life and different styles of parenting. For example, when Isaac plays in sand and water we tell him to wait until his feet are dry then to brush them off before putting his socks and shoes back on. Others have a complete change of clothes, bottles of water specially reserved for washing feet, towels, the works. I guess it allows them to exhibit Jesus-like behaviour in washing feet, but what a hassle!!

The following day we ascended the tower of Deptford St Nicholas and marvelled at the panoramic view before returning to ground level, Greenwich Maritime Museum and Greenwich Observatory.

Returning home our car accidentally ended up in the car park of a certain Swedish furniture retailer but luckily we managed to emerge only with some meatballs inside us, a few packs of batteries and a picture frame.

The trip to York will have to wait for another day.