Well if you want to hear this story maybe I had better start from the first. My husband is Andrew M. Crawford and he was born in Aberdeen, Scotland. Hes 66 and in good health thank God. My son Scott is single and 31 and very interested in our history in Scotland. My granddaughter Jennifer 13 is also very interested so we took her. We figured that these two can tell and show the other 5 children and 14 grandchildren and 1 great granddaughter, the cousins, and where their history is. As you can tell we're very clanish. Ha. So we jumped on a plane and went on our Adventure. We landed in London on a bright and 69degree day. Got a rental car (Mercedes)sp wow! and started to Salisbury in the Southern part of England. Oh Boy what a ride. Left side driving(my son did it well) and an old lady trying to read a map and getting car sick from reading the map. Well they have roundabouts instead of traffic lights and if you dont hit the right road that branches off of this circle your on your way to disaster. The roads were like a one and !/2 lanes with a line down the middle. I saw beautiful country homes just like the books of the 1800's behind big trees and fantastic. Rolling hills and hedge fences, and alot of cows. We got to Salisbury and saw the most beautiful Cathedral the top pointed and sparkling in the sun. Knights are buried and Dames and Sirs in the floors under some kind of rock Knights were in marble caskets all over the place. The most beautiful colors from the windows you ever saw. You knew you were in the presence of a great power. We also went into an old English garden. This lady only opens it 3 days a year for charity purposes so we were very lucky. I wa! lked into the 17 and 18 hundreds. As I walked down the grass to the fish pond I felt like I could be there in that time. On my right was honeysuckle over a small hideaway with white wicker furniture. I had to get my picture taken there. Way across the grass from the hideaway were fruit trees all the way to a canel. (my spelling is terrible) Beautiful flowers, blue bells, roses everywhere, blackbarries on the stone walls and beautiful green lush grass everywhere. Very structured. I found a small summer house in this garden surrounded by sweet smelling roses. We then went to Andys cousins the Miltons. They lived in a stone condo I call it. Andys mothers brother is Alex and hes 96. Bright and smart and I got a copy of his lifes story. And all sorts of info on the Milton side. We had tea and scones and Scotish shortbread. They couldnt have be sweeter. From there we found a bread and breakfast. One big room for all 4 of us at 15 pounds a piece. We had breakfast in a glass inclosure. The English breakfast was sausage, eggs, broiled tomatoes, bacon (thats like ham) and fried bread. We stayed for 2 days and then jumped into the car and drove and drove. This time we got on a express way all the way to Scotland.