…Which is what I had the other week. And yes, it rained. Quite a bit, to my great disgust after the recent nice spell. And this week, it’s nice again.
Bah, and bah again.
Anyway, here’s my illustrated calendar of things went to and seen:
Fri 20th Evening
After finishing work, I went to see the Spitfire. Mainly because absolutely nobody fancied a drink with me. Not that that was particularly surprising, but still.
So here’s the pic:
To commemorate the 70th anniversary Battle of Britain hero pilots and crews, as we damned well ought to. They don’t get enough praise, if you ask me.
Ladies and gentlemen, I doff my hat of freedom to you.
Off to the Horniman Museum down Forest Hill way, for a nose about. I’d never actually been here before, and although it’s hardly the Natural History (my personal favourite of the big museums in London), it’s was still a fun little trip.
Here’s what it looks like inside:
The one exhibit that utterly fascinated me was the music collection – lots and lots of instruments, old and new(-ish) on display side by side. Loved it. And, quite predictably, here’s the panoramic picture of it. (badly stitched – it was dark and I didn’t have a tripod, is my excuse for making a hash of it)
It also has a rather nice little garden, which I actually spent more time in than the museum, playing with a macro lens (a Nikon 60mm f/2.8, if you must know. Much as I’d like one of the 105mm VR ones, I don’t do enough macro work to justify it. Although I promptly went and used it at Kew the very next day)
Here’s a bee on some Lavander, just for the sheer gratuitousness of it.
A Full Bee. Presumably not called Eric, then.
I annually organise a Flickr trip to the delightful Kew Gardens once or twice a year, because it’s lovely there. I really must get round to joining sometime. There’s a set of pictures on Flickr, so you can look at them instead of here. See HERE for the set, and HERE for a few more. I like butterflies. And the trip to the pub afterwards, naturally.
I was quite proud of this one (which currently adorns my desktop as a background)
Lazed around, processing photos from last few day’s outings, and spent far too long chattering to various people on Twitter. As you do.
It’s off to the seaside! The sun’s out, and it’s nice and warm, so it’s off to the coast for a wander. Eastbourne was the train stop, and Beachy Head was the destination. A walk along the Seven Sisters (even if there is eight) was called for.
And what a lovely view. Well, once I’d hiked up the road route from the town, not realising there was a far quicker way from along the beach. Bah. Still, had plenty of time and the hard uphill hike was good for me. *Wheezes quite a lot*
There’s some photos HERE.
Taken at great risk, because it was blowing a BLOODY GALE up there. Good job it was sunny, if you’d needed a tripod it wouldn’t have lasted upright for 2 minutes.
Here’s another picture illustrating the chalk cliffs, and so you can see why it’s a favourite spot for people who feel suicidal.
A Big White Cliff. With Added Lighthouse.
Cathedral hopping time again, this time to Chester. The Cathedral Photos are HERE, but here’s the usual over the roof shot for you…
It also has Rhinos all over the show at the moment in the Rhino Mania! To quote the website:
“Rhinos are some of the most endangered animals on earth. We have nine of our very own Black Rhinos in Chester Zoo. This event is helping support their relatives by fundraising for the Black Rhino Field Conservation Project in Kenya and Tanzania managed by the Zoo.”
I wish I’d known about this before I’d gone, or I’d have attempted more. Those are the ones I came across while looking at the city in general. There’s 62 stunning rhinos created by the regions artists, along with 116 mini school rhinos dotted all over.
Love them. Although not -quite- as much as the London Elephant parade, who I met an awful lot of very nice people through.
Good job, all those artists and schools.
Lunch with a friend, and a lazy wander in the British Museum
Complete with recycled artwork from South Africa.
A Thingy. And a bit of classical sculpture, too.
Lazy day. Doing chores. And stuff. And nattering on Twitter, yet again.
A trip to Bexhill-on-Sea to see Antony Gormley’s Critical Mass at The De La Warr Pavillion.
The photos are HERE.
Here’s the inevitable panoramic image, complete with HENIOUS stitch error in the railings, and a load of people who wouldn’t stand still. *swears*
Antony Gormley's Critical Mass
Was going to go to Children’s Carnival at Notting Hill, but couldn’t be bothered, and watched the Grand Prix instead.
Mr. Vettel, just what the hell did you think you were doing, eh?
Ooh, today’s going to be busy it’s the Notting Hill Carnival (pictures are HERE, since you ask and no, no bare boobies this year. Just a great deal of very well built ladies with rather prominent décolletage).
Who-hoo, as they say. Or at least any straight male would, anyway.
Here’s the gratuitous shot of a *cough* rather well built lady
And finally, the highlight of the season, the Great Summer Frolick!
I was lucky enough to be invited along to take pictures at the rehearsal beforehand too. Go me. This, not incidentaly, also saved me being late due to those lovely people at TfL closing Hampstead just before the start of the concert. (Faulty lifts, apparently)
Anyway, despite a slightly late start, a very good time was had by all, and The Frolick were marvellous.
As they describe themselves, they’re “Top of the Pops of London’s Baroque in modern innovative cabaret style,
with completely authentic sounds of original historical performance.”
For those of you who didn’t see the tweet, you can see a few pictures HERE.
Here’s one of them:
Wonderful stuff, and throughly recommended as an evening out. For a taster of them performing, there’s some videos HERE
6:15am: alarm goes off. Back to reality, then.