Having gotten up later than planned, after a night plagued by insomnia, I had a good go on the PS4 console brother Sam brought over recently, with the updated Crash Bandicoot trilogy. The graphics are sooo much better. It’s a dream come true for an ol’ fart like me. More on this in another post.
Now, as I type this, we’re at Wetherspoons’ The Hippodrome, for our half-term holiday treat of breakfast out. We did this yesterday as well. Very pleasingly indulgent. And having it as a brunch tides us over till dinner time. Last night that meant a home cooked curry, sat out by a crackling fire in the garden. Ace!
Yesterday we both had trad’ English breakfasts. Today I’m having Eggs Benedict, and Teresa’s having scrambled egg with extra toast and a sausage. Yummy!
Some time later, and we’ve spent about four hours pottering around the Fitzwilliam Museum, taking loads of pics, and frequent rests. I read the first chapter of a book about Wellington’s 1813 victory at Vitoria on one of these stops. First Napoleonic book I’ve read for some time!
The Fitz’s permanent collection is fabulous. We also took a look at their temporary exhibition, Gold From The Steppes, which was less interesting to us than most of the temp’ expos they have. I’m more into harvesting inspiration for art/creative projects, or just soaking up aesthetic richness for its rejuvenating effects.
So I’m posting a few pics here typical of the sort of thing that’s doing it for me on visits such as todays. I type this sat in the Park St car park, in town, having relocated from the Grand Arcade car park, to be closer to The Maypole, and Thanh Binh. We’re eating dinner at the latter, before meeting Dan and Amy at the former.
Yesterday and today have both been quite full and busy. I think Thursday will be a day off, for pure ‘r’n’r’ (or in my case more tidying up in the workshop, I suspect).
The building itself is also very remarkable. The older 19th century part is sublime. The newer additions are very modernist; monumental, but in a fairly brutalist manner. The following two pictures convey the very different modes/aesthetics.
