“Streets of London” when away from San Pedro, Ambergris Caye, Belize.

At the end of last month Rose and I celebrated our 7th anniversary of moving permanently to Ambergris Caye, Belize. Seven years. They’ve flown by so fast. 

Nothing to do with celebrating the anniversary but around a month before it we took a little time out from island life and made a visit to our previous stamping ground . London. England. United Kingdom no less.

Long time readers of this blog will probably have (quite rightly ) formed the opinion that I am somewhat a creature of habit. If I like something then I generally tend to stick with it (just ask Rose !). So, for our trip to London, I booked air tickets with United Airlines out of Houston and the Radisson Blu Grafton in Tottenham Court Road for our accommodation.

We caught the 09.00 hours Tropic Air flight to the Philip S. W. Goldson International Airport

and had checked in for our first flight to Houston , gone through security and were sitting at Jet’s Bar

and by

I had a

in front of me .

The short flight ( 2hours and 20 minutes ) to Houston was uneventful but we got a rude awakening when we approached the Immigration zone. It was packed. Horrendously packed (readers please do not moan about delays when visiting Belize ).

We eventually (around 90 minutes later ) cleared Immigration, got our plane and arrived at Heathrow around 11.30 hours the next day. We cleared Immigration and then Customs very quick;y and were in an Uber car (I love Uber ) no more than twenty-five minutes after touching down and in our hotel forty-five minutes after that.

Quickly checking in at Reception

quickly unpacking our ‘cases and a freshen-up and we were ready to ‘hit’ the shops ! We had some presents to buy .

With shopping over it was time for Rose and I to reacquaint ourselves with

and then for a good night’s sleep.

Breakfast the next morning .

Now what shall I have ?

Not quite anEstel’s Dine By the Sea ‘ but …

With breakfast over it was time for us to reacquaint ourselves with the UK’s transport system.

An unusually empty railway carriage.

Around thirty minutes later we were collected by my nephew Bradley so that we could spend the day with his partner Shorona and lovely (Shorona is lovely too) children Lottie and Cody. Cody is with me in the photo below.

And then it was present trying on time for Lottie (it was her third birthday the week before we arrived).

“C’mon Lottie . Cheer up “.

“Stop hiding . We can see you”.

it was like a fashion parade. And we managed to get the right size !

We had an amazingly enjoyable day and didn’t get back to our hotel until around 22.30 hours. We had to get some sleep in. We had an appointment the next day With my friend John and his wife Janet for a traditional British Sunday lunch !

But first to savor the lovely Spring day with a walk-in the streets of London.

My friend had booked a table (who knew you need to do that with pubs too now) and not long after sitting down I was devouring my lunch (sorry, only remembered to take a photo after I’d started eating it ).

All friends before the big match . Watford versus Arsenal the next day. Janet and John both support the Hornets and Rose and I, the Gunners and I was going to the game with John.

After breakfast the next morning

-something a little different –

there was time for a little bit of shopping with Rose before heading off to meet my friends and ex workmates John and Jon for a pre match appetiser . Oh, and a few beers !

And after a bite we moved on, yes you’ve guessed it, to another pub!

This one with more Watford fans in it. I was outnumbered.

And then onto to game but not before there was a photo call.

Me surrounded by a load of plonkers.

Enough tomfoolery it was time for the serious stuff.

One nil to the Arsenal.Not unsurprisingly I wasn’t the most popular person in that section of the ground .Time to make a hasty exit and head back to my hotel !

More exciting adventures in the next edition which I’ll try to publish real soon. Can’t wait, can you.

The headline for this edition is based on the song (which I have to admit is one that I don’t particularly like ) released in 1972 by Ralph McTell which reached number 2 on the UK Singles Chart.


  1. mrpeterjames says:

    That as an enjoyable read, thanks for sharing. Would love to work in Belize, any advice?

    1. Thank you. As to working here you would need to get a work permit (there is a fee) and have a skill set that Belizeans don’t possess. Or is not in abundance. I’m not expert in this area (I’m retired) so suggest you pose that question on one of the Facebook group forums. Eg Belize Expats.

  2. Frank Ney says:

    Hey John,
    the blog does not mention when you were in London? Hazel and I were in Covent Garden all winter up to March 26th, before returning to the Yacht Club in San Pedro. Hadn’t experienced winter nor spring for 10 years. It was great change! What a great city London is. Next time give us a heads up before setting out. Cheers

    1. Hi Frank. We got the Friday before Easter weekend . I left on the Wednesday after Easter but Rose stayed on to spend some time with her sister. We were exceptionally fortunate with the weather. It was generally very good.
      I grew up there so it tends to be meeting family/friends and going to do stuff that we can’t do here.
      Don’t generally broadcast when I’m going away. I write about it when I get back. Too much burglary going on.

  3. JD Wiggins says:

    LOVE your site and adventures…Wife I married in ’67 and I wrote only once or twice before 2014 when I recommended cooking chicken on a George Foreman Grill then may have missed you when us ol’ scuba divers stayed at Banyan Bay for a few days and enjoyed a trip to Hol Chan, HOPING to return but never got to…but still hoping. Crime sensitive ….
    we were so pleased how your Police dept expanded and given the problems stateside even tho we live in Denton, TX, …I find myself often saying to my wife’s rolling of her eyes…”See…we should have moved THERE.” !! 🙂 and if we ever win the lottery…..!!
    God Bless You and your wonderful family and all the beautiful pictures and stories…PLEASE CONTINUE and THANK YOU !!

  4. robert kellett vernon says:

    Hi you guys , why arent you as brown as berries , oh i forgot on AC you get rusty , but you havent got that hue either . Geez the streets of London , my stomping ground on the early 60’s , thats BJ before John, Carnaby St. etc etc. did i mention free love , John missed that too . had to pay for it LOL I know you were such a good boy , even working for some smutty gutter press!!! You just cant beat LONDON , no other city like it or can compare. Looks like you guys had a wonderful time , geez i could have told you about Houston ,, but Miami worse. Tampa is the best but not sure you can fly in there , if you could your hotel and airport travel would have been free , chez moi, but theres always another time . Take care my friends

    1. Hi Robert. Mine too. Stomping ground I mean mid 60’s was when I was allowed to stay out later and when I started working for a living. We generally travel via Houston (probably 2/3 times a year) but have never experienced anything like that before. Hope all is good for you both.

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