We caught the train from Portsmouth to London to
visit the Leonardo da Vinci exhibition of anatomical drawings at Buckingham
Palace. London was fairly teeming with
tourists, and too bad if we had wanted to tour the Palace itself because you
have to book online if you want to be sure to get a ticket. But we only wanted to see the da Vinci
exhibition, and obtained a ticket that allowed entry 45 minutes later.
The Changing of the Guard in front of the Victoria & Albert Monument |
So off we went just down the road to have a picnic
lunch at the Victoria & Albert Monument, right across the road from
Buckingham Palace. But when we arrived
there were barricades everywhere and hundreds of people occupying the V&A
Monument. A quick check with a friendly
Bobby revealed that the Changing of the Guard was about to occur, and magically
a couple of spaces appeared at the front of the barricades just as we turned up
so we thought we should stay to watch.
The Changing of the Guards is such a palava and you can imagine the
Queen upstairs in the Palace thinking Just
get on with it! but no, the Guards have to march this way and that way,
with several bands accompanying them, entirely holding up the traffic in all
directions.
This horse looks calm now, but he was quite naughty |
Prior to the Guards emerging from the Palace’s
front courtyard lots of police officers on horses mill about, making sure the
potentially unruly crowd remains ruly. I
kept my camera trained on one particular horse which was playing up big time
and I had hoped to get a Policeman on Arse
photo, but he retained his seat. Which,
of course, was a good thing. Really. Just not as amusing as it might have been.
Anyway, after the Guards had changed and the crowds
wandered off elsewhere we were able to pop over to the V&A Monument for our
picnic lunch, and then back to the da Vinci exhibition. But first there was time to look about the
Buckingham Palace gift shop. I very much
admired a multi-stranded necklace of baroque pearls, and Doug said Why don’t you get them? I hadn’t expected this and hesitated to
reply, and a woman next to me said Well if
you’re not going to say yes to him, I will! But then I regained my power of speech and now
I am the happy owner of some lovely pearls which we decided would be one of my
birthday presents. Our tradition is that
if your birthday falls during a buying trip your birthday lasts for the entire
trip and you get multiple presents. But
this was a pretty good one.
So then off to view the exhibition, which was
really amazing. But do you know, for one
of the world’s greatest ever geniuses da Vinci was also a bit of a
flibbertigibbet who needed to have a supervisor to keep him focused on his many
experiments so he would actually finish what he started. He did have a friend who fulfilled this role
for some years, but then the friend died and da Vinci got distracted by all
sorts of other projects, and this is largely why his ground-breaking
discoveries in human anatomy were not published before he died. And some of his discoveries about how the
heart works weren’t rediscovered until 1912. Can you imagine the number of heart patients’
lives that might have been saved had his work been published in 1519?
Unbelievably, you are allowed to photograph da
Vinci’s original papers, albeit without a flash. My camera’s flash turns itself on all the
time when I don’t want it to, so I sought the assistance of a guard to help me
turn it off so I didn’t get dragged off by the hair for breaking the
rules. Between us we thwarted my camera,
so I was able to get some nice shots of some of da Vinci’s beautiful drawings.
So then a bit more looking about occurred before we
left the Palace. And now I have a couple
of tea towels from the Queen’s own kitchenette. Don’t ask me how I got them, cause I’ll never tell. The less you know, the less you can
blab.
The next day we headed off to the Isle of Wight to
look through Osborne House, Queen Victoria’s holiday home. We caught the hovercraft from Portsmouth to
Ryde, which is the longer way to get to Osborne House but far more fun. Doug got to talking with one of the crew, and
we were invited to take the trip over in the pilot’s cockpit. What enormous fun that was! It was a bit disconcerting to discover that
hovercrafts don’t have steering wheels or brakes, and Sven (the pilot) did
mention that the person who designed hovercrafts needed to be shot for
forgetting to include some type of brake.
But he assured us that steering via foot pedals was easy enough, and
that he had never missed a take-off or landing.
All you have to do is take into account the wind direction and speed,
current, tide, hovercraft’s speed, general choppiness of the waves and any
other watercraft in the way as you judge when to lay off the accelerator as you
hit the beach. Sven promised not to mow
down any yachts while we were watching, which was good of him.
In the hovercraft cockpit with Sven the pilot |
Queen Victoria referred to Osborne House, which is
a whacking great enormous mansion, as “snug”.
Compared to Buckingham Palace I suppose it is. It has beautiful gardens and a lovely sea view,
and you could see why she and Albert loved the place even though her idea of
snug and everyone else’s is probably a bit different. You are not allowed to photograph inside
Osborne House, which we found a bit odd after being allowed to photograph
Leonardo da Vinci’s original drawings, and that was a pity because in one of the
hallways is a life-sized white marble statue of an angel that is one of the
nicest statues I’ve seen. The place was
swarming with guards, though, far more than Buckingham Palace, so I judged the
chances of getting a photo (let alone tea towels) to be low and I behaved
myself.
One wing of Osborne House |
Then it was back to Portsmouth (this time joining
the plebs in the main compartment of the hovercraft) and over to Berkshire for a
quick spot of shopping. Then we visited
a few small antiques Fairs in the Cotswolds and pushed on into Lancashire for a
gentle start to the main segment of shopping that we have coming up. Next week will be huge in terms of shopping,
but we’ve already got plenty to pack so we’ll be kept busy for the next few
days.
View from the Terrace of Osborne House looking back towards Portsmouth |
Sven heading back to the Isle of Wight after dropping us off at Portsmouth |
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