Nelson Museum

This is a picture of John in front of the Norfolk Nelson Museum in Great Yarmouth. It's a pretty neat place, and very kid friendly, which meant there were things for me to touch! We learned all about Nelson as a leader, a strategist, and a husband (not sew gud on dat count, akshully). I really enjoyed the explanations of how he won some of his big sea battles. I was not, however, thrilled that a "sleeping rat" was in one of the Georgian room feely boxes. We now own a Nelson encyclopedia so that we can look up anything relating to Nelson we might want to know at any time. And John picked out set of ship book ends.


Here are some pictures from yesterday's trip to the Imperial War Museum. I was too lazy to go upstairs to get the camera when I was writing in my blog last night.

Imperial War Museum

John and I visited the Imperial War Museum today. We took a train to Cambridge and then a bus to Duxford. We walked through a couple of hangers with airplanes and other machines from various wars. We also got to see the display of American aircraft which, fortunately, just reopened after renovations today! That was the best part because you could get a lot closer to those airplanes. I think John was really excited just to spend a day at a war museum, and I enjoyed seeing the WWII airplanes I've been reading about in person. I now have a much better concept of how much larger bombers are than fighters.

People watching:

When we arrived at the Cambridge rail station I waited in a very long queue for the bathroom. It was out the door. When I got to the point in the line where I was the one holding the door open, someone pushed against it from the other side. I moved over to let a woman out from behind the door! I looked around and saw that there was no other entrance back there. She had just gotten stuck behind the door somehow and had been back there for at least as long as I had been in the queue.

On the train back to Norwich a drunk and rowdy bunch of young men were standing in the aisle, singing, teasing each other, and hitting on the single women in the train car. They were more amusing than anoying.

All over Norwich we saw young women in pink tutus, furry leggings, and...not much else. Some event at UEA?