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Weekend so far...
Aug. 27th, 2007 10:23 am...has been quite placid.
On Saturday we decided to go to Tate Britain for the photography exhibition. As usual, for an exhibition that is about to close (our bad, as we always vow not to wait until the last minute to see something but somehow always do), it was mobbed. The fact that many of the items were small, with long captions that need to be read, meant that there was quite a mob at each photo/picture. A very cute man with cutoff jeans and flip flops and a great tan was ahead of us most of the time, and, frankly, I probably looked more at him than at most of the exhibits. As it was British photography from the mid-1800's to today, much of it had cultural overtones and resonances that I could not entirely understand, not having been here as a youngster. There was a pictorial of the area around the Elephant in the mid-1940's that was quite interesting, though. I suppose I should take some pictures before the whole thing goes up the spout, as it's apt to do shortly.
We then walked to St. James's Park, having thoughtfully brought a blanket to sit on, our iPods to listen to, and books and newspapers to read. We took some pictures along the way:
( Saturday pictures and text here )
On Sunday, after a reasonable Eucharist for a change, with Sheila, a priest at a neighbouring parish, presiding, I came home and realised that I was dog-tired. So we stayed home Sunday, fed the squirrels, and rested. In the afternoon HWMBO watched the 1979 remake of "A Lady Vanishes", and didn't like it very much. I made a meatloaf for dinner, and after dinner we watched the 1938 Hitchcock version, which HWMBO thought greatly superior to the remake. As I didn't watch the remake, I must confess I did enjoy Hitchcock's version quite a bit. At the very end Victoria Station appears, and except for the antique trains and the absence of the awful new concession stands, it's the same now as it was then.
Just before retiring I made our usual perimeter check of the house, and turned on the outside light to look at the back garden. Lo and behold, someone's cat was on our windowsill, meowing to be let in and fed (I think). HWMBO and I conferred, and I thought it would be better not to let the cat in, as it probably did belong to someone.
Today we're off to East London this afternoon to see our friend Rosemary compete in a dressage competition, and have dinner with her. The wonder of this entire weekend is that it has been sunny and almost cloudless, although it is a Bank Holiday and, traditionally, English Bank Holidays are damp (if not actually bucketing down) and cloudy and cold.
Long may it continue!
On Saturday we decided to go to Tate Britain for the photography exhibition. As usual, for an exhibition that is about to close (our bad, as we always vow not to wait until the last minute to see something but somehow always do), it was mobbed. The fact that many of the items were small, with long captions that need to be read, meant that there was quite a mob at each photo/picture. A very cute man with cutoff jeans and flip flops and a great tan was ahead of us most of the time, and, frankly, I probably looked more at him than at most of the exhibits. As it was British photography from the mid-1800's to today, much of it had cultural overtones and resonances that I could not entirely understand, not having been here as a youngster. There was a pictorial of the area around the Elephant in the mid-1940's that was quite interesting, though. I suppose I should take some pictures before the whole thing goes up the spout, as it's apt to do shortly.
We then walked to St. James's Park, having thoughtfully brought a blanket to sit on, our iPods to listen to, and books and newspapers to read. We took some pictures along the way:
( Saturday pictures and text here )
On Sunday, after a reasonable Eucharist for a change, with Sheila, a priest at a neighbouring parish, presiding, I came home and realised that I was dog-tired. So we stayed home Sunday, fed the squirrels, and rested. In the afternoon HWMBO watched the 1979 remake of "A Lady Vanishes", and didn't like it very much. I made a meatloaf for dinner, and after dinner we watched the 1938 Hitchcock version, which HWMBO thought greatly superior to the remake. As I didn't watch the remake, I must confess I did enjoy Hitchcock's version quite a bit. At the very end Victoria Station appears, and except for the antique trains and the absence of the awful new concession stands, it's the same now as it was then.
Just before retiring I made our usual perimeter check of the house, and turned on the outside light to look at the back garden. Lo and behold, someone's cat was on our windowsill, meowing to be let in and fed (I think). HWMBO and I conferred, and I thought it would be better not to let the cat in, as it probably did belong to someone.
Today we're off to East London this afternoon to see our friend Rosemary compete in a dressage competition, and have dinner with her. The wonder of this entire weekend is that it has been sunny and almost cloudless, although it is a Bank Holiday and, traditionally, English Bank Holidays are damp (if not actually bucketing down) and cloudy and cold.
Long may it continue!
