I'm home again after a fabulous holiday with Het in London, the theme of which could be captured in this sign I snapped through the bus window:
My week had begun well with this news item. Please do follow the link and watch the video. These young people made my day and inspired me to do this when we walked through Trafalgar Square.
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photo by Het |
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photo by Het |
Well, there was a man offering chalk for a donation so what was a Sue supposed to do? BTW when he saw the slogan he smiled and gave me a thumbs up and refused to take a donation. (Also BTW, Het pointed out that anyone else would have squatted down, but I explained that if I'd done that, I wouldn't have been able to get up again.)
That day we walked 10 miles. Not bad for a couple of septuagenerarians. We went to The Woman in White exhibition at the Royal Academy, had lunch at the Wolseley, I bought a new poetry book in Piccadilly, new sandals in Covent Garden, and in the evening we went to the theatre.
We had tickets to see the worthy play The Corn is Green with Nicola Walker. The first line of the ad for this play says 'One person can make all the difference' so you can see why we were keen. Unfortunately the performance was cancelled that day because of Covid, so we had to make a quick decision as to what to see instead. We toyed with the idea of My Fair Lady - safe, but not the same without Audrey Hepburn - so we plumped for &Juliet.
We were so glad we did. This review says it all. We were probably the oldest people there but had as good a time as all the people at the front of the stalls, waving their arms through the songs. It's bonkers and funny with a less than inspiring script but with terrific singing and dancing and wild stage effects. I was so wired when we came out that I couldn't get to sleep that night.
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photo by Het |
The next day was a quiet and sedate trip out to the Dulwich Picture
Gallery for their current exhibition The Woman in the Window. It was
interesting and stimulating and I thoroughly recommend it. Actually, I'd go and
see it again if I was in the vicinity.
Dinner at Legare that night was mega
delicious.
On Thursday we rounded off my trip with a visit to the London Garden
Museum in Lambeth and a quick dip into the permanent collection at Tate Britain
where i chose my favourite painting (it's by Patrick Heron):
I did catch a glimpse from Lambeth of the source of most of my
troubles
but I was feeling so chipper by that point that it
had no power to spoil anything. So much intellectual and visual stimulation had
restored me.
But the best thing of all was the talking. We
talked for three days and still had things to say.
Here's to friendship, art, literature, music,
dancing, wonderful food, coffee stops, clothes and fun!
And here's to packing in joy.
As Het said, quoting Marvell,
"I prefer to 'tear our pleasures with rough
strife, through the iron gates of life!'"
Thank you, Het.
8 comments:
Sounds perfect.
It was 😊
Your trip sounds fabulous - I think it restored your mojo! 😍😉
Yes, it did. I’m living for pleasure now!
You sound so much brighter now, stimulated and excited about life again
It WAS a wonderful cure. I live in a beautiful place but I spend too much time inside my head,
What an amazing trip - doing all the things that I too love to do. Visited the Garden Museum about 8 years ago and was very impressed- would love to go again and see how it has progressed. The Dulwich Picture Gallery has been on my list for a long time. Pleased to hear you had such a lovely few days.
Thank you, Anita. The Dulwich Picture Gallery is well worth a visit if there is a special exhibition on. It’s a delightful gallery in a lovely place.
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