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Somewhere over the rainbow...

It's been quite a week here in the UK.
I seem to make a habit of being in the UK during a General Election or Brexit referendum which is always interesting, to say the least. This week's results, as on previous occasions, has resulted in an awful lot of tea being drunk trying to figure out what the British election result means. I have given up being surprised by anything in world politics these days.

Away from tea drinking, we have had a fantastic week catching up with family and friends in London, Oxfordshire, Nottinghamshire, Shropshire and Devon.

So welcome to a few of our photos which sum up our Great British summer road trip.


In a week where people are nervous of large white vans in cities - we spotted this band in a van in Brick Lane, London which made us smile, along with the giraffemu Street Art. 


As did the general vibe of the Brick Lane area of London. As you can see the sun was shining and people were generally out enjoying their weekend. This was just hours before the horrendous London Bridge terrorist attacks not far away.

We cosied up to dogs and fires where ever we went.
 Yes, we know this is a British Summer and we love all our friends who thoughtfully turned the heating up for their friends from the tropics.
No complaint's from me, I've been loving the weather.


We've also had two barbeques huddled under umbrellas. 
Nothing is going to dampen our spirits for the Great British summer BBQ!



Midweek finds us in Shropshire with friends who have bought a 16th Century Manor house. We make friends with more dogs and this little chap who greets everyone on arrival. Oh, those summer knights!


So we end the week with stormy weather and a wonky polling station sign.
It kind of summed things up!


The very next day there was a rainbow, it was a magnificent sight



Here's to a great week ahead everyone!

Linking with thanks to Maggie at Mosaic Monday



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