The Death of Bobby Moore inc Hat news

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On our last day in New York, we scaled the Empire State Building….especially proud of Jude, who doesn’t like heights….

Next we headed for the highlight of our trip (so far) The Museum of Mathematics…..well it’s not really a museum, more interactive sciencey/puzzley type exhibits…all part of our extensive home schooling routine.

On to the Brooklyn Bridge….and then somehow we got hoodwinked into visiting another dodgy ice cream parlour!!! However….this one came up trumps (100’s for Taste, Price, Physical Strength and Filling Factor)….Taiyaki Japanese Ice cream, with custard flavour fish cones….

Hat news…..all the staff at the Empire State Build had hats on (I didn’t get a photo)…apart from that, here is a picture of a hat shop.

Today we “ride the Amtrak from New York city to Philadelphia”. (And if you can tell me which song from one of my favourite artists the lyric comes from, well done, for using google)…….now we get to death of Bobby Moore.

We took an Uber from 30th Street Station to our AirBnb. Our driver, Omar, was originally from Gambia, and we were talking about football – “Why does everyone support Man Utd”? (who knows).

“I followed West Ham Utd, listened to Bobby Moore at the World Cup in ’66 on a small radio in the Gambia, he is an amazing defender, is he still involved in Football?”.

“No, I don’t think he is, well not since he died ages ago”

“Eh? What?”

“1993 he died”.

“You’re joking, I cannot believe this, I will tell my friends”

I didn’t get around to telling him about The Beatles splitting up, or that Keith Harris/Rod Hull/Su Pollard had died. However he did get a reasonable tip to console himself.

We celebrated with some beer (see his and hers size measures) and a portion of Fried Sprouts.

Good day.