The empire

Yesterday we decided to go see what the empire had collected and visit the British Museum. I also figured it might be easier to stay out of the way of the protestors, Kylie included, who were striking over changes to the pension system, but in my head I sang a little version of the internationale for them. We got to the museum at opening time which was nice and not so ridiculously busy. First stop the enlightment collection and by the end I felt not only enlightened but also a little bit overwhelmed by the amazing collection of things from so long ago. This only intensified when I went into the collection of stuff from Greece- how did they manage to get this stuff here? A visit pass the rosetta stone which was already surrounded by hordes of people and each time we came out of one room the throngs of people had multiplied a la the loaves and fishes. The strike had impacted here at the museum with some collections and rooms not open due to members of the public service taking strike action -probably just as well or my brain may have exploded/ imploded completely.

We wandered home for lunch and then headed down towards the Natural History museum. We never made it - got waylaid by random sighsteeing and tourist moments. As the time grew nearer for us to go to the cricket the skies darkened and it started to rain. We headed home for an interval, I lay down on the couch for a brief moment and woke up 2hours later when emery came home from work - about 20 minutes after the time the cricket had already started. Hmmm. The empire had exhausted me.