Friday 22 nd March This trip to London was a little unusual – I usually have a list of things to do and see, accrued from various guidebooks and the ‘net between trips. My focus since the last trip in October though was on New Zealand of course so as I woke to the sound of the rain Friday morning – not the first time since the early hours - I had no plan for the day. A cuppa coaxed the grey cells into something that could charitably called action and I worked the phone for ideas. The rain was forecast – on more than one app – to depart by lunchtime so an indoor activity was needed first. Farcebook – reading my mind as it eerily does – came up with something. The Delight media art exhibition in Borough Yards, by the famous Borough food market and Southwark Cathedral. I checked for price and availability but foolishly didn’t book there and then, deciding a lie in would be in order. The result of my procrastination was that by the time I went to book the price had gone up
Tuesday 19th March Another return visit for me and a new one for Sandra, to the Museum of the Home, in Hoxton, right by the Overground station. It’s a fascinating place not only because of the various exhibits from different eras but the story boards featuring ordinary folk who have made London their home sharing their thoughts and feelings. There was plenty that I missed last time so it was good to be back. Sandra: Once when we visited York museum, there were several exhibits showing housing from hundreds of years ago up to more present times. I well remember we spent a couple of hours looking round these and seeing what we could remember, often with great amusement. So the opportunity to visit something similar was very appealing. That it was opposite the entrance to the railway station made it even more so. There were signs for a cafe and although we had passed a quaint little French van made into a coffee bar, we decided to patronise the cafe as entrance was free to t