Sunday, lovely Sunday

The Queen Elizabeth II Great CourtSunday is arguably the best day of the week. It’s the day when you can stay a little longer in bed, drink your morning cuppa (or two, or three) in leisurely fashion and dreamily plan what to do with the rest of it. Today has been such a delicious Sunday.

(As it happens, I quite like Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, too, but this is Sunday’s day, so I will concentrate on that.)

After the lie-in and the tea and finally giving in to Freya’s demands for breakfast, the next thing to consider is the procurement of our own breakfast. My bright idea today was to try the new cafe in Chapel Market that we noticed on our way home the other evening. Washed, dressed and suitably wrapped up against the November chill, we set out only to find that the cafe in question does not open on Sunday. Never mind, there are plenty of others and we repaired to the Millennium Cafe for tea, toast and some naughty fried goodies. Delicious.

“Where to now?” was Tigger’s inevitable question, followed in less than a heartbeat by “I thought the British Museum.” “Good idea,” said I: “We can go and look up some old friends.”

The British Museum is a noble institution. A visit is always rewarding: there is so much to see and even if you restrict yourself to the familiar, there will always be something new to grab your attention or something you have seen many times before but this time really speaks to you. In fact, there is far too much to see in a single visit or in many visits.

Today we made straight for the Great Court with its breathtaking glass roof (see picture). The Court is really a huge ring with the refurbished British Museum Library in the centre. It is so high that you feel dwarfed. The best thing is to buy a cup of tea from one of the two cafes and sit and stare for a while.

The next thing to do is to go into the Library. At one time, you had to apply for a reader’s ticket before you could gain admittance but today the public is admitted. The circular domed reading room has been restored to its original glory and is simply magnificent. I could waste words describing it but you need to see it for yourself. I couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to work there. Just give me the chance.

We spent some time looking at the Lykia exhibits and then wandered around the Parthenon sculptures. These consist largely of a set of panels depicting a fight between a centaur and a Lapith. They are badly eroded now but must have been dramatic in their original state.

I had a quick look at some exhibits to do with the Assyrians and Sargon’s palace but by now we were beginning to feel, in Tigger’s phrase, “museumed-out”. The best thing when this happens is to give in gracefully and say goodbye til next time.

And so to home, several cups of tea, a snooze for Tigger and a blog session for me. I have the evening to look forward to and the prospect of another meal. If the meal we had earlier was brunch (breakfast + lunch), then this evening’s will be dupper or sinner (dinner + supper). Either way, it is something to look forward to and a fitting crown to Sunday.

About SilverTiger

I live in Islington with my partner, "Tigger". I blog about our life and our travels, using my own photos for illustration.
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