October 11, 2022 A day for something old and something new.

Linda does not wait until the last minute to pack, doing the first thing this morning. I on the other hand do things like man has since the beginning of time, at the last minute.

Sometimes it is quite a distance in a station from one underground line to another.

Yes, we are back on the London Bridge once again.

Just confirming for the nonbelievers that this really is the London Bridge.

Back to the Brough market to eat the best sausage rolls ever. I had just but ours an this was line behind me.

We bought the traditional rolls which are in the middle section. I have no clue how many hundreds of them they sell in a day, but there were pans of them going into the ovens as I stood here.

This is real honest to goodness street food, and street food is something we always enjoy eating during our travels.

Perfection.

If you like sausage and flaky pastry, this is a must try.

At the Brough Market just look for the Ginger pig on Stoney Street. Don’t visit London without stopping here.

Not far away is a Museum we have never visited.

And yes, it where “thrown into the clink”, meaning going to jail, comes from.

The original prison is long gone, but the museum as very interesting as it told not only what once was here, but also what happened inside what once here, and it really wasn’t very nice. In fact it was horrible. I’d say the lucky ones got sent off to Australia which wasn’t any picnic either.

Back then prison was truly punishment.

This small section of wall was all that was left of the original prison.

Strapped upright so you could not lay down, the belt went around your neck holding the points of this torture device in place against the bottom of your chin and your chest. Sleep was not an option until you told the authorities everything they wanted to know.

Bloody Marry was Mary I, the catholic Queen of England. She didn’t just want those protestants burned at the stake, she wanted them to really suffer before they died.

Nothing like putting a little fear into the general populace.

For some crimes public humiliation was enough.

The old chopping block.

Using Green Eggs to cook/smoke the pork at another pig place in the market.

The sign says it all.

Dessert time means buying some very special doughnuts.

The Shard looms over all.

Linda had to have that last ice cream cone before leaving.

Crossing London Bridge for the last time this trip to our favorite city, London.

For once the Piccadilly line wasn’t busy. No matinees at the theaters today.

What the tracks look like.

Slow time of the day and the trains are further apart than normal.

That is not good.

My last Doom Bar, but I will be back. And I am really not a beer drinker, preferring wine, but exceptions must be made for what is special.

It really is a photo our doughnuts. Inside is filled with at chocolate filling. Heck, there is more filling on the outside than is typically inside the doughnuts we get in the States. Or maybe it is just that we know places in London better than we do where we live in the States.