So lucky for us, we went out and about (but apparently veering off the official list) on Open House day which, of course, meant free (and busy but we lucked out there too).
First off we visited a windmill! On Wimbledon Common! And I wasn't even aware that there was a windmill in London. We also learned that some of Scouting for Boys (a dubious title if ever there was one) was written in the house attached to the windmill. So, that's even more exciting than the miles and miles we walked. We were greeted with beautiful weather though. Not too hot, not too cold and sunny as a summer's day. Lovely.
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I just want to point out; this is a lovely pic.
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'Scouting for Boys' meant something different in 1908
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| Criticism. A minor point. There was not enough learning. Also, many yummy mummys hanging out chatting whilst their kids got in my way. I like an interactive experience. Bloody kids. This doesn't seem to bother Sarah as much as it bothers me. |
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| The attic. |
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| A lady. She lived in the windmill. At some point people lived there. I don't know why she was so special that she got a model. What do I know. I pressed the button that said something about her living there. Got bored. Walked away. |
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| Models of mills. |
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| Graffiti. I wrote that we woz there, then. |
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| Shield. At The Wandsworth Museum. |
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| Beer from Youngs Brewery. |
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It's a book! Sarah and I like books. Maybe she read the thing here?
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After Sarah climbed up the rickety ladder into the attic (my acrophobia prevented me from doing that so seeing the picture of the attic was a first for me too) we walked, in the wrong direction which was quickly spotted by the super-aware Sarah, and walked and walked to a cafe and then onto the Wandsworth museum. Good times.
In the Wandsworth Museum we noted that museums tend to talk about the same 3 eras: Roman Times, The Victorian Times and the Second World War. Surely there's more to this world than those 3 eras?
