The Brits really know about good museums. Today, and I feel my final for the country was the Imperial War Museum. Thank you for recommending it, Elizabeth. SIEGE WEAPONS, but then the most expansive and affecting display of the world wars. I held in a good amount of choked-up Susan-Boyle-looks-like-a-loser-but-wowed-everyone-with-her-voice during a recording of Winston Churchill:
Victory at all costs,
victory in spite of all terror,
victory however long and hard the road may be;
for without victory, there is no survival.
And I never knew that WWI tank crews wore the most frightening protective masks. I also think that the home front posters from both wars, commanding citizens to make preserves and grow their own vegetables, worthy of public display still. "Keep smiling, don't be blue, don't let Hitler worry you." Got me in a mood of preparation.
The heavy accents of construction workers got me out of bed and walking around in this perfect weather. Thank god for free museums. I took a spin around the Science museum and became critical and comparative about education techniques in these institutions. Oddly and happily, they had the most impressive collection of Industrial revolution paintings.
Yeah, I spilled a little eye-juice when Susan Boyle sang. Toss off.
And, 'chuffed to bits' is a great expression.
The wilderness can't come soon enough. Did you know that London is the largest city in Europe? Quite Interesting. That last link also has an goodly amount of Fry and Laurie et al.
The night for me can continue on two paths:
Calling up Nessa to go to a club called Shunt that inhabits abandoned tube tunnels under the London Bridge.
Or
Going briefly alone, only to return to act an old man, sip some free tea and watch BBC. In that respect, dear reader, I may be considered an Anglophile.
Dylan.
Dear reader, although we are apart, you still make me want to be a better man. Wait, this is the right link.
No, this is.
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