A little trip to the London Transport Museum Depot in Acton. It wasn’t obvious how much fun it would be beforehand but it turned out to be quite jolly. The place is filled with a truly ramshackle collection of random stuff. There was the remain of a spiral travellator found Continue reading …
Someone Won A Planet
Yarr, it be Talk Like A Pirate Day. So a’ve ‘ad a mince pie. Be thinking the ho hos be gettin’ confused…
Steaming Through Metroland
Back near the beginnings of London’s underground transport system (which is mainly overground) the Metropolitan Line came into existence. Part its success was the genius idea to buy up the land around London through which the line was about to be extended and build houses on it, selling these to what would become the commuter classes (with the promise of green open spaces which were quickly built on to provide more housing to sell…). Thus grew London, and with it, serving and driving it in a positive feedback cycle, the Metropolitan line running through what became known as Metroland, suburbia writ large.
Different Woofers : Gallery
Heather and I were supposed to be going for our annual jaunt to Rochester Castle .
Live Music Priory-ity
Having skipped this year’s Petts Woodstock Heather and I did make it along to a fairly sunny Priory Live in Orpington.
Midsummer’s Night Far From Pants
Having, for once, not see Shakespeare in Chester we weren’t about to miss out on open air Bard. Luckily Hall Place was coming to our rescue, allowing Heather, Gemma and I to go and see A Midsummer Night’s Dream.
The play was being put on by The Pantaloons Theatre Group, who I’d vaguely heard of before but never seen. They turned out to be a treat, with a totally non-serious approach to Shakespeare and plenty of (not overbearing) audience participation. We laughed quite hard, and are already looking forward to what they might bring next year.