Saturday (continued)

The driver in London knew not where to go
So we rushed to get ready for dinner and a show
The restaurant--way far to distant from us
So we hitched a ride on a double-decker bus
Keeping twenty-one together was getting out of hand
Until Mary fixed Dawna's shoe with a rubber band
But Dawna's a trouper she never did fret
Her theme song's from Spam-a-Lot: "I am not dead yet"
Our seats at the play were way up in the rafters
we were sure we'd be dealing with nose bleeds thereafter
The theater was hot for the production of Spam-a-Lot
We all waved our papers or programs as fans alot.

Sunday

A blue sky and sunshine in London is rare
But God gave us our Sunday without compare
We saw all the sights from Big Ben on down
But no tea with the Queen--she was out of town
We wound up at St. Paul's for a high Church sung mass
Wren's stone we sat under was incredibly vast.
The organ was loud but the chorus sang pretty
We left there to picnic down in the city.
A real gourmet feast from Mark's and Spencer's Simply Food
Under a St. James Park oak tree was incredibly good
While Kelley and the girls laid in the grass in the shade
Brandon and Corey and the other boys played
The tunes from the band we all did enjoy
Charles led the boys kicking their Hackensack toy
We practiced our thank you's before making the call
with Hackensack skill we did not let the phone fall
The applause from St. Joseph's was heard on speaker phone
Someone had a few tears and they were not alone.
On Westminster Abbey Mary gave her talk
And out of St. James Park to the Abbey we walked
Westminster Abbey was open so enter did most
We walked down Victoria's Street for an English dinner of roast
Our worship went long but the youth were all super
Patrick and Chelsea got tired but they both were real troupers
We ended at midnight then rushed off to bed.
For early tomorrow off to Canterbury we head.

Monday

At Victoria's Station we boarded the train
Most slept ninety minutes their energy drained
We arrived at Canterbury and walked the city wall
'Til we arrived at the gate and saw Cathedral spires tall
The group was slow moving and their weariness showin'
We toured the Cathedral walked on knees up the steps
Then had a great service downstairs in the depths
Where Beckett was murdered and revealed as a Saint.
Many mountaintops were shared and not one complaint
Our last supper dinner was incredibly fine
sitting outdoors on the river under beautiful grapevines
We had so much fun that we missed the early train
It looks like we'll have a late night again.


Dictated by Fr. Marty from the train as the group was headed back to London. They leave London tomorrow morning heading home. There will be no report tomorrow. He will call when they leave Miami on the bus. But the expectation is they will arrive at St. Joseph's about 11 pm.