This afternoon, as it was a dry fine one, I decided to take a little walk out, and explore a little more of the area.
Using walkit.com I planned about an hours walk to Harlington and back. I’m always reluctant to come back the same way as I set out so I made part of the route a circle.
Setting out in a westerly direction along the Bath Road, I came across this bargain hotel near to the airport. If you’d just flown into Heathrow, you’d find this hotel only a few minutes taxi ride away from the Terminals. £29 for a night is a very good deal indeed. That’s about US$45.
Walking on past the hotel, I then came across the Airport Bowl. Yes, It’s a ten-pin bowling alley. If you stay at the £29 hotel you’ll be able to walk across the street to this place, and see if you can strike lucky!
There’s also a Holiday Inn on this stretch of road, and of course, there are plenty of other hotels around this area to suit all tastes and pockets.
Considering its proximity to the airport, and aside from the planes landing every few minutes, it’s a peaceful place tucked away off the main road.
Here I passed the Wheatsheaf, and a little further along on the corner of Cranford Lane, The Red Lion.
Here I turned into Cranford Lane, and headed back towards Cranford. Almost immediately after leaving Harlington, one finds oneself back in the countryside again. There are ploughed fields on either side of the road, and a number of stables with horses grazing.
As I was walking back in an easterly direction I couldn’t help but notice the continuous stream of aircraft coming in to land at Heathrow Airport. I could see the landing lights of the planes, and as each one came into land, a look into the eastern sky showed the lights of the next one beginning its descent.
I continued back along Cranford Lane, and cut through the pathway back to the Bath Road, where I dropped into the local Tesco Express and picked up my reward for my walk, a couple of bottles of Theakston’s Old Peculier.
The whole walk took about an hour and was about 3.5 miles.
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John decided to go skiing with his buddy, Keith. So they loaded up John’s minivan and headed north.
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard.
So they pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.
‘I realize it’s terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed,’ she explained. ‘I’m afraid the neighbours will talk if I let you stay in my house.’
‘Don’t worry,’ John said. ‘We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.’ The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way.
They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
But about nine months later, John got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally
determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Keith and asked, ‘Keith, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up north about 9 months ago?’
‘Yes, I do.’ Said Keith.
‘Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?’
‘Well, um, yes!,’ Keith said, a little embarrassed about being found out, ‘I have to admit that I did.’
‘And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?’
Keith’s face turned beet red and he said, ‘Yeah, look, I’m sorry, buddy. I’m afraid I did.’ ‘Why do you ask?’
‘She just died and left me everything.’
Paddy was just waking up from anesthesia after surgery, and his wife was sitting by his side. His eyes fluttered open and he said, ‘You’re beautiful.’ Then he fell asleep again.
His wife had never heard him say that before, so she stayed by his side. A few minutes later his eyes fluttered open and he said, ‘You’re cute..’ The wife was disappointed because instead of ‘beautiful,’ it was now ‘cute.’
She asked, ‘What happened to beautiful?’
Paddy replied, ‘The drugs are wearing off.’