charloween: (bookstack)
There are a few museums in Coventry, and we went to the transport one and the history + gallery one. The history + gallery one is like most smaller regional history + gallery museums: a strange, eclectic collection of paintings and sculpture (not lesser works from known names, but works from lesser-known artists working at the time of known names, that kind of thing) plus some local history stuff.

Thing is, most of Coventry's history in the last hundred years has to do with vehicle manufacture (hence the transport museum) but there was a fair amount of older artefacts. Taken together, the two museums give a fairly pathetic picture of Coventry's history.

First, there were lots of churches and monasteries. Then, Henry VIII tore most of them down: economic bust for Coventry. Next, for a few centuries they became the nation's producer of woven ribbons. Then, Parliament jiggered the import duties and the market turned to cheaper French ribbons: economic bust for Coventry. After struggling for a while, they hit on bicycle and then auto manufacture. Then, Hilter noticed and bombed the city to the ground: economic bust and destruction of infrastructure. The auto industry struggled on but in the last decade all but two firms have closed their operations. (Now, I suppose it's the city's two universities which contribute most?)

More interesting: pictures from exhibits! I wasn't expecting to see much so I only had my phone, so apologies for quality.

Bug pictures, George Eliot's writing desk, Ewan McGregor's motorcycle, and a Delorean )
Next: tomorrow we're off to see Much Ado again in London, and then Thursday we're off to Dublin. WOO!
charloween: (arty TARDIS)
Stephen Fry live was excellent: he told stories from his childhood, talked about how he almost never met Hugh Laurie, went on at great length about how Oscar Wilde is even more relevant to today's world than ever before, and ended the evening with a penis joke. All in all, a perfect evening.

The free ticket upgrades to much closer seats didn't hurt matters either. :D

Earlier that day Mum and I went on a tour of the Royal Albert Hall, hit the Science Museum and the Natural History Museum, and experienced the once-in-a-lifetime joy of an under-construction Oxford Street in the heavy rain while I made my SIM card half work (the other half was today) and bought power cables. Exciting London!

Yesterday we went up to Coventry and back in one day (lots of driving, lots of highways called M-Whatever, lots of marvelling at my cousins' ability to spend hours talking about M-Whatevers without interruption), and today I put all of my clothes in the wash so I have to spend the day inside, in my pjs.

Coventry Cathedral was an odd experience. There's all this messaging about peace and reconciliation, but the overall effect is rather like someone yelling at you to relax. It still felt very raw and angry.

On our way back from Coventry we drove past my soon-to-be-home (this time next week I'll be all moved in) and then detoured through Stratford-on-Avon (because... we could!). My pictures from Iceland got as far as Facebook and I am still planning to do a proper post-with-pictures on Tuesday when I have full run of the school wifi. Woo!
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