7 Sept. 1996
I took a boat tour up to Greenwich. We disembarked and I walked over to the Royal Naval College and the Maritime Museum and took pictures of it and the Queen’s House. The museum was all roped off with construction and so I didn’t bother to see if was open and didn’t go up to the observatory either. Then I went back into the village and had some lunch (a meat pie and mash). I looked in my guide book to see what else I could see and decided to walk up Croom’s Hill because it said “this is one of the best-kept 17th to early 19th century streets in London.”
I also saw in my book that General Wolfe was buried in St. Alfege’s church here and determined I would check it out. I went into the church and a man told me I only had a few minutes to look around as there was a wedding soon. The church looked so nice, all decked out in flowers for the wedding. I went right over to Wolfe’s tomb and had a look at it. There was a stone carved with his particulars on the wall, a brass plaque on the floor indicating the actual tomb underneath, a stained glass window, and a flag hanging from a pole that some dignitary (I forget who) broke over Wolfe’s place of death in Quebec and then brought back to his tomb.
The Cutty Sark is there in dry dock as a museum but instead of taking a tour of it, I decided to go aboard Chichester’s Gypsy Moth IV, which was also there. I read his book years ago about him sailing around the world non-stop, by himself, and it was a bit of a thrill to walk around his boat.