Once upon a time, there was a Beaver.
A beaver named Sammy ~ hah!
(inside joke for all my Tennessee peeps!)
But really?
A bar in England called "The Beaver".
Now I HAVE seen everything and can die a happy woman.
Ohhh stop! It's not a boring picture, I had to see if they had a good menus - no?
Now THIS is a boring picture...but I kinda liked the building.
Of course we did...have a beer that is!
They also do cappuccinos - who knew?
(not really into beer but working on it)
(when I say working on it I mean not really, but THINKING about working on it!)
Why are men SO into real estate? UGH!
Just a church...no big deal!
*B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L*
Another boring pic.
I have a fetish for doors, especially ginormous size ones.
What can I say, I want to feel special when I walk in an entrance so
I can MAKE a big entrance....ahhhhh!
Snap.
Just perdy...
Me standing at the door of church, looking at the modern road I just came from.
History and things that are old are just plain weird - makes you feel
a little out of sorts.
Not sure what this kid is grinning about - what do you think?
Models getting into position.
Models posing.
Model nailing it!
Again, just a boring shot but this "Beverly" place was lovely....
I was hoping to see Dick Van Dyke....from Poppins?
Mary Poppins that is...?
Anybody?
Ugh.
I sat there waiting for a whole 10 minutes......he never showed.
Come ON! How could you NOT think that was COOL to bike thru?
Clearly just me - dork!
Crazy door lady....I love DOORS!
All doors have a hidden message or something....making that up but
saying it with confidence so you believe me.
Too small.
Too black....too pastel.
I don't do pastels.
And I would like to live....YUP! You got it.
Right on that long green patch in the middle - beautiful spot, ain't it?
Yeah - yeah. It's not a DOOR Lauren.
I know, just seeing if you were still with me.
No THERE is a FREAKING door!!!
Tourists in Beverly - don't mind if I do.
That would be me...the red devil hiding in the ROOF ready to POUNCE ~ !
This is Auntie Joyce INSISTING I get a picture of the door on the INSIDE of this cool
tunnel thingy.....and that is what I did. I took a picture.
Boom.
Thanks Auntie Joyce.
Can you believe they are brother and sister?
I know, me and my brothers are MUCH better looking....what?
Tis TRUE!
Mmm - must have been adopted....awkward silence.
I can't even tell you HOW MANY TIMES we stopped to look
at real estate....why you ask?
(just imagine my face right now as you are asking that ridiculous question)
Exactly.
Better NOT to ask me any more questions.
The man himself "Sir John" or as he likes being referred to on the
overhead speaker at the train station
"Would passengers Dr. John Wells and daughter Lauren Wells please go to
platform five, your train is now leaving!"
Okay - okay.
So the hat is a little BIG but it FITS all that fluff in there and I was
F-R-E-E-Z-I-N-G
that day.
No word of a lie.
Ice, ice baby!
Gorgeous cathedral that we actually got to go INSIDE!!!
(other church was locked - booo!)
Did I mention I also like taking pictures of TREES?
No. I do not like this door.
Period.
Dad listening to choir practice....AMAZING!
I try to look UP as much as possible...even if it means I walk into cute
little British men - oh my! Sorry, my bad.
Hi, what's your name - I'm single!
(eyelashes batting)
*sigh*
If only I were BACK in Beverly.....such a HEAVENLY place to be.
*double sigh*
