I'm pretty tardy with this stuff and as any of my (extremely few) readers would be aware of, there has been significant repetition in my activities. The town is full of great things to do, but we have tended to do the same things, again and again. And still like doing them.
Can't quite recall all the ways in which the following activities all threaded together, but we start at the University Parks. I had an idea to have the children pick a single tree each and explore it in various ways - climbing, drawing, collecting extracts. This is one of the chosen trees.
As per previous images involving lawn, the lawn is burnt.
Leaves and flowers, connected to one of the chosen trees.
This sign designates one of the trees - '20 / red triangle'.
An undeniably beautiful and majestic 20 / red triangle.
Over to the Museums and here is a glass case stuffed with birds.
The evening found us strolling, in the heat, to the allotments. The vegetables grow upon the earth of a previous rubbish dump, and old bottles and bits of china can be found peaking through the dirt. Our eldest child spends considerable time each visit scrounging for these objects, or stealing them from other allotments.
Walking back, the road workers had kindly erected a sign advising of the curing materials. Without the sign I may never have noticed this wondrous event.
Another day, and a return to the town centre. The heat prevented us travelling by foot, so we got a bus - the wrong bus. No airconditioning on British buses either, so it was an unpleasant journey. We were joined by my nephew, who seems to find the heat even more unpleasant than I do. The nadir of the journey involved the bus stopped midway down a mysterious suburban road, flanked by fields of burnt dead grass, engine running and fummes a-flowing, while a queue of approximately 50 international students slowly bought their tickets individually with large notes and bumbled their way onto the now very crowded vehicle.
Peepo! Privilege.
A necessary return to the weapons and violence floor of the Pitt Rivers to view the man trap - in use by property owners a mere century ago to maim and kill the lower classes.
We have spent much time viewing the model boats downstairs.
A bear trap - two shotguns to blow its head off when it nibbles the bait.
