Story 20 · By Richard Stubbs
The grand finale of a summer of high-speed adventures — a family soars above the River Thames on London's most magnificent wheel.
The morning buzz at 7 Stichwort Lane in Ashford was electric. Nine-year-old Jordyn and seven-year-old Tyler had already explored the Natural History Museum, the Science Museum, and the aquarium on earlier trips — but today was different. Today was their grand finale.
Dad Warren packed water bottles and snacks into a small backpack whilst Mum Michaela handed out the precious train tickets with a knowing smile.
"Make sure you look sharp when we pull out of Ashford International — we have a bullet train to catch!" — Dad Warren
Sleek high-speed trains glided smoothly along the rails as the family strolled to the platform. In just under forty minutes, the bullet train swept them all the way to London — a journey that once took hours, now felt like a blink.
Stepping off the train, they marvelled at the soaring Victorian ironwork arching overhead — a cathedral of glass and iron that has welcomed travellers for over 150 years.
A short underground hop then brought them directly to the South Bank of the River Thames, where the gigantic white rim of the London Eye pierced the blue sky above the rooftops.
As the family walked toward the boarding platform, Dad Warren propped the tablet on the stroller handle — and there was Granddad Richard, beaming from his sunlit office at Waterfall Kennels and Cattery in Fourways, South Africa.
"Ah, the final grand tour! Looking at that giant wheel reminds me of when the Stubbs family started the kennels back in 1959. Everything we built had to revolve around keeping the animals happy — just like those cabins revolving smoothly in the sky!"
— Granddad Richard
Michaela handed over their tickets at the boarding gate as Tyler bounced on his heels with excitement, pointing at the slowly turning glass pods above.
Their turn arrived at last. The family stepped into one of the spacious glass capsules — a crystal bubble suspended between earth and sky.
Silently and smoothly, the capsule lifted away. Ashford felt miles and miles away as London began to unfold beneath their feet.
Jordyn pressed her hands flat against the cool glass, her eyes wide as saucers. The city revealed itself in breathtaking detail — Big Ben standing tall, the Houses of Parliament glistening on the far bank, and tiny red double-decker buses crawling across Westminster Bridge like toy cars from a playbox.
"Look down there, Tyler! We are higher than the rooftops!" — Jordyn
Tyler squealed with pure delight, pressing his nose flat against the reinforced glass, his breath fogging a little circle on the pane.
From thousands of miles away in sunny South Africa, Granddad Richard held his tablet up so the bright Fourways gardens were visible in the background — a warm contrast to the grey-blue Thames below the Eye.
Tyler, nose still pressed to the glass, called out: "Granddad, can you see us from Fourways?"
"I can practically see the tops of your heads! What a magnificent view of London. You two are topping off your adventures in style." — Granddad Richard
London to Fourways, South Africa — over 9,000 km — yet connected in an instant by tablet and love.
Jack the ginger tabby and Joey the black-and-white cat dozed in a sunny patch on the living room rug, blissfully unaware.
As the capsule reached the very top of its great rotation, the children fell into a rare, hushed stillness. Before them, London stretched in every direction — from the silver ribbon of the Thames snaking westward to the magnificent dome of St Paul's Cathedral rising beyond the city skyline.
"This is the best adventure of all." — Jordyn, whispering
Dad Warren put his arms around them both and gave a warm squeeze. "A true high-flying finale," he agreed.
From sunlit Ashford gardens and feline post offices to high-speed trains and sky-high wheels — the Stubbs family had woven twenty wonderful stories together, stitch by stitch, adventure by adventure.
The Natural History Museum, the Science Museum — curiosity sparked at every turn.
Sharks, rays, and glowing jellyfish gliding silently behind vast curved glass panels.
Ashford International to St Pancras — forty thrilling minutes of high-speed wonder.
The grandest finale of all — floating silently above the rooftops of one of the world's greatest cities.
As the capsule completed its gentle descent and the family stepped back onto solid South Bank ground, their hearts were full to the brim. They retraced their steps — back through the Underground, back through the magnificent arches of St Pancras, and onto the waiting bullet train headed home to Ashford.
At 7 Stichwort Lane, Jack and Joey were exactly where they'd been left — curled in a warm, purring heap on the living room rug, completely unbothered by the day's grand adventures.
And somewhere in sunny Fourways, Granddad Richard was already settling into his chair, spectacles polished, tablet charged — ready to hear every single detail on their very next video call.
Jack the ginger tabby and Joey the black-and-white cat dozed in a warm, purring heap on the living room rug at 7 Stichwort Lane — completely unbothered by the day's grand adventures high above the Thames.
Twenty stories, one unforgettable summer — the Stubbs family explored, discovered, and soared together.
Throughout their summer of adventures, Jordyn and Tyler approached every experience with wide-eyed wonder — from the bones of ancient dinosaurs to the silent glide of sharks, from the roar of a bullet train to the hush at the top of the world's most famous wheel.
"We are higher than the rooftops!" — Jordyn
Big Ben. The Houses of Parliament. St Paul's Cathedral. Westminster Bridge. Cranes, church spires, and glittering glass towers stretching to the horizon.
From the top of the London Eye, the entire city unfolds like a living map — the silver Thames threading through it all, connecting centuries of history in a single breathtaking view.
The spacious glass capsule felt almost magical — a crystal bubble suspended between earth and sky. Silently and smoothly, it lifted away from the platform, carrying the Stubbs family upward into the blue London sky.
Below, the South Bank shrank. Above, the horizon expanded. And in that quiet, gliding moment, the whole summer of adventures seemed to crystallise into something perfect.
London to Fourways, South Africa — yet connected in an instant by tablet and love.
Ashford International to London St Pancras — a journey that once took hours.
Twenty wonderful adventures woven together, stitch by stitch, across one magnificent summer.
The Victorian ironwork cathedral of glass and iron has welcomed travellers for over 150 years.
At Waterfall Kennels and Cattery in Fourways, South Africa, Granddad Richard adjusted his spectacles and beamed at the family through the tablet screen — the bright Fourways gardens glowing warmly behind him, a vivid contrast to the grey-blue Thames far below the Eye.
"I can practically see the tops of your heads! What a magnificent view of London. You two are topping off your adventures in style." — Granddad Richard
Founded in 1959, the Stubbs family kennels in Fourways, South Africa, were built on a simple principle: keep the animals happy. As Granddad Richard noted, everything had to revolve around their wellbeing — just like the cabins of the London Eye revolving smoothly in the sky.
Decades on, the spirit of adventure and care lives on in the next generation — in Jordyn pressing her hands to cool glass high above the Thames, and Tyler squealing with delight at the world spread out below.
Stepping off the bullet train at London St Pancras, the family marvelled at the soaring Victorian ironwork arching overhead — a cathedral of glass and iron that has welcomed travellers for over 150 years.
From this magnificent gateway, a short underground hop brought them directly to the South Bank — and to the gigantic white rim of the London Eye, piercing the blue sky above the rooftops.
The South Bank of the River Thames buzzed with summer energy as the Stubbs family arrived — the gigantic white rim of the London Eye dominating the skyline, slowly, majestically turning above the rooftops.
Curiosity sparked among ancient bones and extraordinary specimens from the natural world.
Hands-on discovery and wonder at every turn — science brought brilliantly to life.
Sharks, rays, and glowing jellyfish gliding silently behind vast curved glass panels.
From high inside the glass capsule, Big Ben stood tall and proud, the Houses of Parliament glistening on the far bank. Tiny red double-decker buses crawled across Westminster Bridge like toy cars from a playbox — the iconic heartbeat of London made miniature by altitude.
Tyler squealed with pure delight, pressing his nose flat against the reinforced glass, his breath fogging a little circle on the pane. The whole of London lay spread out below — and for one seven-year-old boy, the world had never felt so wonderfully, thrillingly enormous.
Nine-year-old Jordyn pressed her hands flat against the cool glass, her eyes wide as saucers, as the city revealed itself in breathtaking detail far below.
"We are higher than the rooftops!"
Seven-year-old Tyler squealed with pure joy, nose pressed flat to the glass, breath fogging a little circle on the pane — completely lost in the wonder of it all.
From the very top of the Eye's great rotation, the magnificent dome of St Paul's Cathedral rose beyond the city skyline — cranes, church spires, and glittering glass towers dotting the horizon as far as the eye could see.
The silver ribbon of the Thames snaked westward, threading centuries of London history together in one breathtaking panorama.
"This is the best adventure of all." — Jordyn, whispering
As the capsule reached the very top of its great rotation, the children fell into a rare, hushed stillness. The noise and bustle of the South Bank far below seemed to belong to another world entirely.
Dad Warren put his arms around them both and gave a warm squeeze. "A true high-flying finale," he agreed.
At the summit of the London Eye, with the whole city spread below and Granddad Richard watching from Fourways, Dad Warren put his arms around Jordyn and Tyler and gave a warm squeeze.
In that quiet, gliding moment — "A true high-flying finale," he agreed.
The family retraced their steps — back through the Underground, back through the magnificent arches of St Pancras, and onto the waiting bullet train headed home to Ashford.
Hearts full to the brim, the Stubbs family made their way back through the London Underground — the familiar rumble and rush of the tube carrying them from the South Bank back toward the magnificent arches of St Pancras and the waiting bullet train home.
Electric buzz at 7 Stichwort Lane. Tickets in hand. Backpack packed. Bullet train to catch.
Forty minutes on the high-speed train. St Pancras marvelled at. South Bank reached.
Glass capsule. Hushed stillness. London spread below. Granddad watching from Fourways.
Underground. St Pancras. Bullet train. Home to Stichwort Lane and two sleeping cats.
Jack the ginger tabby dozed in a warm, sunny patch on the living room rug at 7 Stichwort Lane — blissfully unaware that his humans had spent the afternoon floating hundreds of feet above the River Thames.
And somewhere in sunny Fourways, Granddad Richard was already settling into his chair — spectacles polished, tablet charged — ready to hear every single detail on their very next video call.
Warren, Michaela, Jordyn, and Tyler — sharing every moment of the grand finale.
9,000 km away, yet present for every gasp and squeal of delight.
A view of one of the world's greatest cities, seen from its most magnificent wheel.
135 metres tall — the tallest Ferris wheel in the world when it opened in 2000.
32 sealed, air-conditioned glass capsules, each holding up to 25 passengers.
A full rotation takes approximately 30 minutes — slow enough to savour every view.

The high-speed journey from Ashford International to London St Pancras — just under forty minutes — was itself a thrill. Sleek trains gliding smoothly along the rails, the Kent countryside blurring past the windows, the children wide-eyed at the speed of it all.
A journey that once took hours, now felt like a blink. Modern travel at its most magnificent.
"Make sure you look sharp when we pull out of Ashford International — we have a bullet train to catch!" — Dad Warren
"Everything we built had to revolve around keeping the animals happy — just like those cabins revolving smoothly in the sky!" — Granddad Richard
"This is the best adventure of all." — Jordyn, whispering at the top of the Eye
From sunlit Ashford gardens to the very top of the London Eye — the Stubbs family had woven twenty wonderful stories together across one extraordinary summer, stitch by stitch, adventure by adventure.
"A true high-flying finale." — Dad Warren
At 7 Stichwort Lane, Jack and Joey purred contentedly. In Fourways, Granddad Richard's tablet glowed, ready. And somewhere between Ashford and the sky above the Thames, the Stubbs family had made memories that would last a lifetime.
High in the Sky at the London Eye