Day-Tripping with The Patts

Thought you'd like to experience a typical side trip with us....we're headed for Abby Road studios where the Beatles recorded many of their albums.
This is our tube stop, West Harrow. If you click on the picture below, you can see the tube sign clearer. (In fact if you click on any of the pictures in these blog pages, you will get a full screen shot of it! This just discovered by my genius hubby!) We are waiting for the Metropolitan line train. Sometimes we have to wait several minutes for our train/the right train. As a way to amuse themselves, the kids pick out a spot on the platform they hope will be closest to a door when the train pulls in. The kid who comes closest to a door, wins. Wins WHAT we have not decided. Just the fact that they have WON has been sufficient so far.
Ahhhh, now we are sitting down, whooshing our way toward our destination. This trip requires only one switch onto a different line, the Jubilee. Out the window, above the red-and-white building in the foreground, you can see the famous silhouette of Wembly Stadium. Well, it's famous for some. I, on the other hand, had never laid eyes on it. When it was pointed out to me, I asked if that tube-ish arc was some sort of ride, like something at Vegas, etc.
Well.
You'd have thought I asked if it was an alien space ship, for all the grief I have gotten about it.
Here, Owen does what has become the traditional Remind Mom of Her Stupid Question, by saying, "Hey Mom! Look! It's the ride!"
They have yet to miss one opportunity, of which there have been many. (It is on the way to London AND to Heathrow.)
Sigh.

Here we are! Outside Abby Road studios. This pillar has John Lennon's likeness on it, with thousands of signatures surrounding. There is a matching wall, also filled with signatures, to our right.
A short walk from Abby Road is Primrose Hill, a posh neighborhood high on a hill (er, hence the name) from which you can see downtown London. Although Owen looks like he has transformed into Quasimodo, I can assure you he hasn't. Not totally anyway.
Now, to get home, just reverse this process.

And do me a favor. Don't point out the 'ride'. Ok?

I get enough grief as it is.