Halfway there

Fresh from my April Fools' Day appointment as the new manager of Guiseley AFC, I headed off to London on Thursday to check out the Olympic Stadium where we will be playing our homes games next season.   

Seriously, you didn't fall for that did you?! It appears that some daddies most certainly did, at least according to a number of Jamie's schoolmates.  RE-SULT!

Anyway, London, well we Whites did go there and we did visit the Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park (as it's now known).

Whilst at Stratford Underground station, we also paid homage to Coleraine's three 2012 Olympic medal-winning heroes. (I'm determined that Jamie will get to meet the great Alan Campbell, having personally witnessed him heroically capture the bronze on a very special day). 

Next, it was back into the centre and the cable cars that go over the Thames and back.

The highest car on the left contains my wife and children.  I took the picture.  Honestly, if you think I was going up there, well, you must be really stupid.   

We then clambered onto a speedy boat where sights included the Millennium Dome turned O2 Arena.  Yet another London attraction that neither Mrs White nor I could be arsed to go and see when we actually lived there. 

Following Nandos for tea, the other members of the clan once again proved their foolhardiness by risking vomiting it back up again.  Thankfully they didn't. 

The next morning, we stopped off for a quick picture at The Charlotte (can't think why).  

And then it was off to the Tower of London for a morning with a Beefeater who sounded like Al Murray.   

After lunch, we indulged in a bit of torture... 

....they've had it coming for some time...

...before bird-loving Jamie met a real raver, sorry, raven.

Yesterday we stopped off at the BBC but didn't see anyone famous.  (Hopefully somebody famous saw us).

Back in Yorkshire now, half-term is half-done - leaving another half to go.  Wish us luck.