Brilliant place to shop and find bargains, safe environment as Security are on site. Friendly Staff…read moreMembers. Car Wash Facilities, Special Promotions for customers. Free Parking Scheme for up to 2 hours. (Shopping at Asda and spend £5 minimum to qualify for free parking, as well as the use of The Gym). An absolute treat.

After I booked in error PP were able to promise a full credit fairly rapidly…read more Difficult to contact however although there was an option to cancel in the booking confirmation

My Car was damaged on return from my holiday in spain. They…read moresaid they would get back to me and its been a week. I am planning on taking legal action and emailing Itv news The sun news paper etc.. Descusting

A old fashioned shopping centre, it has a good selection of big retailers. A variety of local…read moremarket stalls set up inside and offer items from mobility devices, cheap jackets, flowers, even a greek deli on some days. There seems to be some work going on over the roof area and renovations.

I remember while growing up in the area that the Pavilions was THE shopping centre to hang around…read morein like a mallrat. But the problem is that not much has been done to it since the 80s. So when the Chimes came along, rather than fighting the much more modern looking competitor it just slumped into defeat and now is a bit of a sad shadow of its former self. It retains some of the old stores from its hey day, but for the most part, the bigger stores are in the Chimes. But I still like it, it was important to my childhood but the days of going to the back corner for Zodiac Toys to see what Thundercats they had in is long gone. These days of goths started hanging out the front I don't think they would bother to pull out the newly installed raises flower beds so that they'd have to move on as there wouldn't be anything to lean against. These days they'd just be welcomed.

As it turns out the stations at either end of the Piccadilly Line (excluding the Heathrow Branch)…read morelook exactly the same. I could quite well be because they were built around the same time, and are also termini. Mind you, Uxbridge actually is much, much more lively than Cockfosters, but I suspect that is because Cockfosters is actually a suburb as opposed to Uxbridge, which feels much more like a village.

Neat and modern station at the end of the Metropolitan and Piccadilly lines. It's better maintained…read morethan some stations I've been through. Good shopping and decent restaurants nearby. I've also managed to catch a bus here to West Drayton rail station - others go to Heathrow from here though they're not express.

The parking is difficult and the elevator hasn't worked as it should for a very long time. Some of…read morethe priests are more engaged than others, they are keen to perform religious rites and the price list is displayed of minimums to be paid to the temple and also to the priest. I'm not sure how the priests are paid because unlike in other faiths such as the church or mosques the priests don't seem to be interested in pastoral care such as visiting prisons, hospitals and hospices. On a Sunday lunchtime the temple is packed due to the number of people who visit as they provide a complimentary lunch, so if someone wants to pray or gather their thoughts this is the time to avoid as it really is a bun fight. It is one of the oldest temple locations in the UK and was originally a church which was then rebuilt into a temple.

A small station on the First Great Western line between Reading and Paddington. Two tracks, one…read moreeastbound (into London) and one westbound (towards Slough and Reading). The "slow" platforms are typically the only ones used - the "fast" train continues onwards at very high speed. Ticket offices are open between 06:30 and 20:30 plus there is an Oyster card reader. Very limited parking is available. Services and refreshments are limited - two very small shops selling snacks, candies and sodas, plus newspapers. There is also a vending machine. Bus stops are on the North side of the tracks that go to Uxbridge and other places. These are the London bus routes 222, 350, U1, U3 and U5.

I booked 2 parking spaces at Stansted with the meet & greet service offered by Quotes4parking,…read morethrough CompareAirportParking with a contact address Heathrowsecurepark@gmail.com. ALL of these companies are owned by the same man, a Pakistani called Ahmed who has a habit of setting up these companies and then puts them into administration, not caring who gets caught in the fall-out. This company let me down and the meet & greet didn't happen and to cut a long story short, as a consequence it cost me 4 days of my hard earned holiday and over £!500.00. I wouldn't trust him to park a rusty wheelbarrow.

Tried contacting them on several occasions to cancel our booking due to having to cancel our…read moreholiday due to illness. When I finally spoke to someone he told me that he couldn't find our booking! He eventually found it and told me, abruptly, that it was paid for through PayPal and that I'd have to request my refund through there . Been waiting almost a week and as of yet I still haven't received it! I rang again to be told bluntly to give it another 48 hours.Funny how they managed to take the payment instantly but is taking ages to pay it back(less £20) He also told me they would be deducting £20 for cancelling, even though we weren't travelling till September. I am so glad we aren't going to use them. Terrible service. We will stick to our usual car parking company in future.

Heathrow is an impressively massive airport. Very sturdy and industrial, clean and new. Long…read moreescalators. P The area we are in is large but empty, nice not to feel so crowded. I then go to my first non-North American, and my first British / London / Heathrow Airport / across-the-pond toilet (on land of course) and it's full of the brown stuff. It spells "Welcome to Londinium". There is a button on the wall but it's too high to press using my foot so i go to another stall (i'm a germaphobe nowadays, the less i touch germs the better, i feel). Stalls go down all the way to the bottom for more privacy but urinals have no privacy. I like no privacy at urinals. I like the extra space. I go to a second stall hoping to find a cleaner toilet. No brown stuff but lots of white stuff. By white stuff i mean toilet paper and hardly any water. I decide to flush. I can't keep going from stall to stall. Is this a British thing not to flush? Am i already learning about the culture? Or is this the exception not the rule? I then go to my flush my first non-North American / British / London / Heathrow Airport / across-the-pond toilet (on land of course) and it fills with water but doesn't flush. This is my only experience in my life flushing a British toilet. I don't know, is this normal? Is it always like this? Usually like this? Sometimes like this? To find our next gate we have to go through security again, and they make us put a ticket on our bags to potentially check them on the next plane. I'm not a fan, but they say it's required. (Luckily the plane ends up being big enough so we don't have to check them.) I see a middle aged couple both with googly eyes. You know the googly eyes you buy at a store and use for crafts? It looked just like that. I see they have a daughter - probably teen or in her early 20's. I'm hoping to get a good look at her eyes. With genes like that they are either really f-cked up or normal. Luckily for the gal they are normal. Kind of boring actually. The online boarding pass says we are in Terminal A but not which gate, and at some point we find out they won't show it on the airport screens until right before we board. And we have to go through security again. At security there is barely a line. The security guard, a younger Ethiopian looking man with a British accent says he needs to check my back pocket. No one else around me is getting checked and i have nothing in my back pocket. He must just want to touch my flat butt (just another typical Ethiopian with a flat butt fetish). After the (probably) gay man touches me unnecessarily a separate lady with a hijab on her head says she wants to check my bag for one of my liquids. She grabs a small almost empty container of lotion from the very bottom of my bag. It all seems a little ridiculous and maybe targeted but who knows. They test the liquid in some machine. Probably making i don't bring in fluoride (you know, because they have messed up teeth here). I've only been through security twice in a foreign country (Mexico and England) and both places searched me and my stuff unnecessarily while searching no one else around me. Both times making me repack my suitcase. So far (besides the toilet - and that can happen in America too of course) it doesn't really seem much different than an airport in the U.S. There's of course a Starbucks too. Mostly white people, with some black and asian people, except they speak in a British accent and speak of "pounds" instead of "dollars" (i prefer the word "pounds" to "dollars", partly because pounds sounds more masculine). Maybe a few other nationalities too of course. Maybe a few less obese people. Okay a lot less obese people, especially compared to Portland in 2026. I search out and find the one seat in the airport without an armrest (someone must've broken it) so i can somewhat lie down and take a nap on two chairs that are next to each other, instead of sitting upright in one chair. Normally i find some gross carpet to sleep on but there was none around and the hard floor seemed too... well... hard. So i got in my two seater seat and slept about an hour total in the span of about 2 hours, but probably no more than 5 or 10 minutes at a time. I somehow woke up in more pain than i was in before just in time to find out what gate we were at. B33 - we had earlier taken a shuttle from B to get to A (as that's what we were told) not to mention a lot of walking (not complaining about the walking, but it was all time consuming). A weird system to let us know last minute, but it all worked out. The Fifteen Year Old said she saw a red double decker bus out the window at the airport but i missed it. I see my first Down Syndrome person in Europe / in a continent outside of North America today. Big day for me.

Heathrow Airport is where I landed when I came to London from Los Angeles. I landed in terminal 2…read morewhich is named the Queen Terminal. This was my second time in London and my first time was also landing in Heathrow Airport as well. The landing was fine, exiting the plane was good, going through the broader agent was simple and picking up my baggage was great. I also flew out from Heathrow to go to Germany which was my layover before going home to Los Angeles. The only issue I experience here was the check in desk was not open until like an hour before my departure. Then the walk from the baggage drop off and security was far.