Today we rode an Isambard Kingdom Brunel railway to see an Isambard Kingdom Brunel ship. Except that Brunel’s railway, the original Great Western Railway, was better than the current one. He was a good enough engineer to know that trains were more stable and can corner faster if you put the rails further apart. His GWR had the rails six feet apart, while the other railways in the country placed the rails four and a half feet apart. That was…
I failed to mention that Go Topless day was last week, though Paula did flash me while working a lock gate. However, perhaps I can make up for it today with a brief visit to the busts in Bath Abbey. This is the memorial of Dorothy Hobart (1697-1722). Apparently it was quite acceptable for an ambitious young lady in the early 18th Century to go around with one tit hanging out, even on her tombstone. One of Dorothy’s sisters became…
No post yesterday, because we were having much fun in the evening. Yesterday morning we cruised down to Bath, and found a mooring. We had lunch with Alex, owner of the company we are leasing Pegotty from, and discussed the possibility of us buying our own boat and having him manage it for us. It rained in the afternoon, so we surfed the Internet looking for possible boats. In the evening we went out to Bizarre Bath, a 90 minute…
A couple of years ago the BBC co-produced the TV series The White Queen, based on Philippa Gregory’s historical novels about the Wars of the Roses. It got a lukewarm response probably because it had not enough tits and not a single dragon. Apparently the version shown in the US, which had more tits, did better, so Starz is going it alone with the sequel, The White Princess. That’s what is currently being filmed in Bradford Upon Avon. As I…
I like shopping. It’s part of my personal history, it’s in my genes (Mom, Dad and grandmother), and even where I met Andrew. Marshall Field’s Housewares Department. I worked in retail management for many years because, Music Composition Degree. These days, though, probably my favorite venue is thrift stores (or Charity Shops as the Brits say). I enjoy the thrill of the hunt, the visual stimuli and that peculiar smell of used clothing. The chance that there will be a…