This week the sun shone solidly as a diamond on black velvet. It was a fair thing, because most of my activities were al fresco. On Tuesday our group went to the London Mormon Temple to visit the grounds, eat lunch, and perform some ordinance work. The London Temple is not only beautiful on the outside, but as is typical with most temples, it sits on a tremendously well manicured garden. These Temple grounds, however, were the most extensive of any I have ever seen. There was a koi pond with attached canal, and footpaths all along the grounds inviting users to stop and smell the roses and to ponder all things eternal, and temporal. Included in the Temple trip was lunch at the cafeteria- an experience I couldn't fail to mention. It was inexpensive, of a quality nature, and above all, delicious. True Ambrosia. Wednesday was nap day (yes, those are necessary even in London), and Thursday was likewise necessary. We took a train and went to Kent/Shoreham to indulge on a "Country Walk" that got us lost, separated, miss two trains back to London, and above all, have an absolutely delightful experience. On the country walk we ate lunch at an abondoned Roman castle, waded through a stream, went to a beer hop farm and an oast (the walk sort of turned into a beer tour), walked through a driving range while dodging golfballs, frolicked in a field of flowers, and enjoyed the forest. We also went to a little farm where they sold, of all things, beer. The countrified walk was well worth the wet dog that went into the stream and then shook on all of us, that's for sure.