OR. I’LL SAVE MY VITRIOL, CONSPIRACY THEORIES AND HISSY FITS TIL LATER WHEN IT’S ALL NORMAL AGAIN.
ALERT: This is a very late post but because of being on the road due to having a new kitchen fitted and my house being unfit to live in. I stayed in Richmond first hence going to Hampton Court the following day all was closed in the vicinity so no Ham House etc. Then the hotels all closed so I was kicked out of Z Hotel and finally returned home to chaos and builders dust and god knows what other filth. So from the lockdown I have been piecing my house back together and unpacking and sterilising all my shit and giving it all new order. In other words I’ve been too fucking busy and freaked out to write. Each surface I clean and old things that turn up make me feel, much like the lock in this will pass organically and all will be well. Semi normality has returned so now this old bird will sing again.
My lovely Polish builders who carried on so I could have a kitchen. A big thankyou to Damian who was truly professional. Thankyou.
We don’t need more panic and misery so here is your happy place. I’ll just post beautiful nice things or daft stuff. when I bugged out to Richmond, because I’m finally having a new kitchen put in, I went to good old Hampton Court Palace for a blast from the past. It was wonderful, and rather selfishly I really loved it as I only saw about fifteen other tourists there in all the time I was visiting.
The photos above are to prove how insane my experience has been!
From now on pretty pictures and cool stuff.
King Henry the Dude.
First section of the palace is Henry’s gaff and all the stuff we know and love about this very naughty king.
The Grand Hall and Henry’s Rooms at Hampton Court Palace.
I’m going to stop here as there are some gremlins in the works and I can’t access my photos a lot of the time.
Old Bird Travels Solo! 