Home Again, Home Again

It was good to be back in blighty, seeing my fam again. Time together was fun, with games of Monopoly, lots to talk about and the ubiquitous local walks. Not only that, but also the food- turkey, xmas pud and the whole works. Thanks have to go to Denis (‘Big D’) for all the hard work he put into this area, making a delicious and memorable meal, nay, meals!
For me, there is a lot to see in London, what with the gorgeous views along the South Bank which seems to improve all the time as cranes are retired from their reconstruction work. I made trips to the Tate Modern, where I saw some bizarre yet creative work by Swiss artists which involved them going around dressed as a bear and a rat to illustrate two equally absurd philosophies, and their project to document the entire world in photos, a project that produced around 100,000 images of the most beautiful sights in the world. This was followed by another project of theirs, mixing together multiply-exposed photos of flowers with images of airports, trying to find some hidden correspondance between the two. I saw some other exhibits there and elsewhere, but this was the closest to what I’m likely to work on. What was funny was the comments visitors made after seeing contendors for the increasingly-notorious Turner prize, which had a great winner but not so much for the others, who some said they would rather die than see again, or as with one mother, showed that a 5 year old could do better (including examples from her 5 and 6 year old children to prove it).
The second leg of my trip was to Bath, to spend the new year with him and his wife, the last chance I’ll have to do so as he’ll be moving to Swizerland soon for a new job. It’s a city famous for it’s Bath stone, a kind of local white stone that glows golden in the setting sun and gives the whole place a certain depth, as even a small change in the sunlight changes the appearence of the place. New Year’s there involved watching fire-works beside the Cathedral and then going for a pint of real ale in a local pub, with the new year’s telly on in the background. There was also a long and muddy walk by the canal, including a delicious pub lunch to build up stamina along the way.
All in all, a wonderful trip and I can’t wait to get back again!
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