'The Old Baily' |
The next day they picked up
their tour at ‘The Old Baily’ courthouse right where they left off the night
before.
"Really? We saw the
inside. Do we need to go in again?" Beth asked feeling stressed about
finishing the tour and thinking about how little they completed the day before.
"15 minutes... That's
all. I would like to look around."
Once past security -where Rob
left his Swiss Army knife- they were free to wander the halls seemingly at
will. They climbed the stairs and turned down a hall where the courtrooms were
found. They immediately were disappointed that no photography was allowed
because the hallway was populated with clients in consultation with barristers
many of whom wore the traditional legal attire complete with black robes, white
shirts with long square collars and silver wigs with pressed curls sitting atop
their heads. Although the conversation seemed quite serious they couldn't help
feel that the wigs added a comical aspect to their appearance.
Pub pit stop. |
They entered one of the
courtrooms where the crown was presenting her argument to the judge. After
about ten minutes of rather uninteresting procedures, they quietly ducked back
into the hall.
"Only five minutes
left." alerted Beth.
"OK. Lets check out this
courtroom." Rob said as he gestured to a different courtroom. "It
looks like there is a witness on the stand. It may be more interesting."
Samuel Johnson's cat Hodge |
They slipped in the back and
watched the witness on the stand, who turned out to be the defendant and was
also defending himself. They watched for 15 minutes while Mr. Edwards was
cross-examined by the crown and as he tried to explain, with some rather
colourful language, his side of a story. The issue at hand was whether or not
he’d threatened a police officer.
When the cross-examination was
finished the judge began his final words. When ten minutes passed of the judge
summarizing the case, Rob whispered, "OK. We can get going."
"Not now." responded
Beth quietly. "The judge is about to make his ruling."
We stand on guard for thee... |
After another five minutes the
judge said in no uncertain terms that he believed the police officer's
statement. He trusted that Mr. Edwards had indeed threatened Mr. Mullins
especially when he asked how Emma, his wife, was doing and sentenced him to a
year in Pentonville Jail commencing immediately.
Rob and Beth walked out of the
courtroom followed by Mr. Edward's girlfriend who looked none too happy.
"That was
interesting." they agreed as they walked out an hour late to recommence
their tour.
London Stock Exchange |
They continued on the city
tour sticking more or less to the route only stopping once at ‘Ye Old Cheshire
Cheese’ pub for a pint and typical pub fare of fish and chips. Since the pub
had once been frequented by Charles Dickens, they didn't feel like it was a
distraction to the tour.
Beth and St. Paul |
Passing by St. Paul’s Cathedral, the site of the famous Charles and Diana wedding, they entered Fleet Streets in the financial district which was once the main market area and still maintains street names Milk, Pork, and Bread. As they made their way to the old London Stock Exchange Building, they watched as posh dressed men and women drank cocktails in a lounge set in the middle of the building’s shops selling top end watches and clothing.
They’d finished their walking
tour when they finally reached the Tower of London just in time for one hour
and a half of tower viewing. While in the ‘Jewel House’ an attendant standing
guard over the crown jewels display asked Beth to put away her iPad.
Tower of london left of Tower Bridge |
"I'm sorry... I wasn't
taking photos. I was just using it to read the information on the Jewels."
Beth explained as she quickly returned it to her bag.
The attendant sweetly
apologized several times but explained that no electronics were allowed at all.
She then followed them into the room where the Royal Crown Jewels lay in all
their splendour and proceeded to give Rob and Beth a private tour of each of
the items.
New City Centre |
They took the long way home,
walking across the picturesque Tower Bridge, along the more modern north side
of the Thames following the recently christened Queen's Jubilee path, and back
on London bridge where they walked to Charing Cross Road. Having a final pint,
they collected their thoughts on the day before heading to their residence
content with a feeling that they had, at last, accomplished the London city
walk.
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