Thursday, April 26, 2007

London Still

Visited St Pauls this morning, which is one of THE cathedrals of Europe (and there are a few over here) and while you can't take photos inside, here is a few of the outside and the view from the top. It's the second tallest dome in Europe (or so they claim but I always take those with a grain of salf) although I did have to climb over 400 stairs in a series of windy staircases to get to the top so I guess it may be pretty tall.





The first photo is me sitting out the front, and you can see the church clock in the background. The other photo is from the church gardens of the dome. It's got that awful vibe (in the old sense, as in full of awe) - and I got a guilty thrill from seeing the tombs of William Blake and Florence Nightingale.

Then I wandered off to the London Science Museum which was very museum-y, less hands-on. Actually it was all a bit strange, guess I'm used to little science centres. I'll be interested to see what Glasgow is like. So after checking out the maths and energy sections I left to have a look at Harrods. Which is about all I did - it's too big to really do anything useful in.
Am heading to Taryn and Mike's place for dinner tonight which should be good. Oh and I had the best bowl of chips I've ever had at one of the pubs where Charles Dickens used to drink.

Sorry for the crap spelling or entry in general - my brain isn't working quite right because I've been awake since 3am and was woken up every half hour without fail by some bloody bell called Ben. Oh, and I just got offered an interview for a job with the London Science Museum so now I should proabably undo my previous comments... and am heading to Taryn and Mike's for dinner which will be great.

- Heard one of the sweetest stories this morning. I met a elderly couple from Melbourne who have been married for only 12 months. The woman's first three husbands had all died and she began doing lawn bowls. They met every wednesday night until eventually he gathered up the courage to ask her on a picnic... and it took him seven goes to actually stay on the line when he rang. They've been together ever since. Awwww.

7 comments:

Tim Murphy said...

Glad to hear you're safe and sound. Why aren't there any photos of croquet courts yet?

Peter said...

Hey Dunks,
I've got a job application due an hour ago - where are you to proof it and keep writing when I can't be bothered!
Dead people, old stuff and maths - Geez... you're really living it up in your own style. Bet you've never had such an exciting time ;-)
And why aren't there any photos of croquet courst yet??
Say G'day to Michael and Taryn for me.

Anonymous said...

I can't believe you've already got a job interview! Gee, talk about landing on your feet.

Keep up the photos. If I can't be there, I insist in living vicariously through you.

And Tim said to ask where the pics of the croquet courts are :)

Oh, and my blog is http://tillianion.livejournal.com/ in case you want to pop over.

The First Vienna Circle said...

Funnily enough I haven't managed to get to the croquet courts... been too busy pulling the lint out of my belly button, gathers over here like you wouldn't believe!

Tim Murphy said...

So what is the science behind more belly button fluff in England? Or, as I suspect, you are suggesting that tending to your belly button is more exciting than croquet. No way is that true.

Anonymous said...

Hi net,
I've been to St pauls its pretty cool!! Don't forget to check out the British Museum, its not just science its heaps of stuff its awesome! Are you going to go on the London eye? By the way out of interest who turned up to your farewell drinks? Oh and just to go along with everyone elses comments, why aren't there any photos of croquet courts yet? Not that there is many to be publicly seen, speaking from experience of course. Ciao!

The First Vienna Circle said...

Drinks - Tammy and Veg turned up, and Olivia came along as well as Georgia and a few other people. I had a really good night actually, felt very loved by lots of randoms which is always good :o)
Ally is suffering from post-preganancy memory loss, a terrible disease which meant she forgot about my farewell (although perhaps she was a little predisposed to it....)