Oh hi there Mr Red Sox hat, the only Red Sox hat in existence that fits on top of my giant head, I thought I’d lost you!

The bridge pictures will have to wait until tomorrow. Until then, this is what our Christmas lights look like. Ho Ho Ho!

Real pictures to follow…

I think I found it! There is a stone bridge in Methuen that has been called the Land’s End bridge, the London bridge, and the Sands bridge. I initially heard about this thing in a book on Methuen history and I’ve wanted to take pictures of it ever since. I knew what road it was off, I knew it had originally crossed the Spicket River (aka the Mighty Spicket) but when route 93 was built the river was diverted and the Sands bridge doesn’t cross it anymore.

I tried to calculate where it was and I thought it was just South of Hampshire road, just to the East of 93. I was wrong. It’s to the north of Hampshire road and you can actually see it from the road. In fact, it’s close enough that my cat could jump from the road to the bridge.

It’s interesting for two reasons. (at least to me) One is that it was built without mortar. It’s just stones piled on top of each other. The other is that it was built in something like 1845 or so. (I could get the exact date, but I would have to get up off my ass, and that ain’t happening after watching the Bruins lose to the Maple Leafs) The bridge that’s there now replaced one that dated back to the colonial days. I find that fascinating. I love coming across historical sites like that. Things that predate my country. Living in Massachusetts we get to see things like that now and then, but to find one hidden in the woods just seems really cool to me.

I will be taking my camera there soon. Very soon.

Now, having said that…

Jen and I are looking at places to visit in the UK. Not planning, just fantasizing. Here I am, jazzed up about a 160 year old bridge and Jen shows me a photo of a castle that dates back to the 600’s. Note… not the 1600’s, which some one from the New England can sort of wrap his head around, but the 600’s.

Oh yeah, let’s not forget that there are Roman sites in the UK too.

Oh yeah… Stonehenge. An actual prehistoric site.

So I’ll leave this one with a question: If you could spend a few days in either Ireland or Scotland, which would you chose? Or, if you could pick one historical site to visit in England, Scotland, Ireland, and Wales, what would you chose?

Jen’s step father, Sherman, and I put Christmas lights on the front of the house today.

Happy Merry!

We have guests for Christmas. You see, there was no room at the inn so they came here.

I hope the baby doesn’t cry too loudly.

We went Christmas Shopping. Jen NEEDED these penguin topped driveway markers.

I tried to get the photographic jump on the Claus.

Here at the Robbie and Jenny and family and Patches residence it sure as hell is beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Almost every day this week we’ve come home to what looks like an exploded UPS truck. Packages, packages, packages!

Ho Ho Ho and all of that stuff.

Bollywood Grill in N Andover.

It was beautiful. The Lightening’s goalies put on the most pathetic performance I’ve ever seen and the Bruins destroyed them for it.

And oh yeah, Marc Savard came back.

And oh yeah, Marco Sturm wasn’t traded. Don’t ask, I don’t know.