i don't have an oyster card yet!
stupid question but i think i'm going next week - what route did you take?
I took the Silverlink train from Camden Road to Richmond. I didn't have to change trains. Kew Gardens is the last stop before Richmond, and there are clear signs directing you from the train station to the entrance to the Gardens. I think the route goes through Hampstead Heath, which is probably the closest train station to you, right?
getting the train from camden road ought not to be a problem. thanks for the help!
I've *heard* the "Mind the Gap" warning over & over but never had a chance to *see* an example of it--bless you for expanding my pop-culture awareness!
Any chance I could harass you into sending me a larger file of the yellow glass sculpture? I'm not sure what I'd do with it--likely add it to my screensaver program. It's just...cool. *s*
(Loved the photo of you, loved the line about selling off the valuable bits. Somehow it made me snicker).
I sent you the raw image file from my camera, so no color/contrast correction, but somehow I'm sure you'll manage with your mad Photoshop skills.
Got it--thank you! Skillz. Heh.
I love metro stations, and airports, too.
Yes, there was one tiny greenhouse that was stuffed with orchids. There was an elderly couple sitting in it sipping tea that they'd brought in a thermos. It was so cute.
You take the best photographs without even trying! I hate you! Okay, no I don't. I'm just jealous of your many talents and fabulous abs.
I do try! I um, don't always succeed, though. Eheh. The pics in the galleries are (what I thought were) the best of about eighty.
I hadn't realized that my abs were getting toned until I took that picture. I was pretty happy with my workout, but then Marco got a bee in his bonnet about improving our "core strength," so we added a bunch of exercises to it that are all midsection-based. For the first two weeks, I was convinced I was going to die as I learned painfully that the midsection, especially along your sides, isn't an area that gets a lot of use from everyday activities. It is getting easier very, very slowly.
Have fun! Irrelevant fact: my dad was born in Inverness. Just think, you might see a blue plaque somewhere commemorating him....although I don't think they're blue in Scotland. I should know, but I don't. And I suppose it wouldn't be commemorating HIM as such, it would probably say something about me and the fact that my father was born there.
This is proof, sort of, of what I said about the difference between you and your 5 months in London and me and my 30 years.....what is an Oyster card??!? I really don't know. I've never even heard of it!
Commemorative plaques? Huh? Okay, now I'M confused. Where are these plaques usually placed, on houses?
The Oyster card
is a nifty little swipe card that lets you pre-pay, at a reduced rate, for weekly/monthly/yearly bus & tube passes. You can also put money on your Oyster card and use it as a general form of pre-payment for any type of transport from any station that has Oyster card readers at the gate. It keeps you from having to deal with the paper tickets all the time. Plus, the monthly bus pass makes sense for me since I nearly always ride the bus at least twice a day.
Thank you muchly! I will look into this more. Does sound good.
Aha! Plaques! Well, in London (maybe the whole of England, they're usually blue. They're put on the house that a person of fame lived or was born in or died in, all did all 3 things in I expect. Just to leave a tribute that so-and-so lived there. I'm not sure, but there might be another movement of people who want plaques put up for, say, comedians - I have a feeling those plaques are in brown. I'm not sure. But anyway, there's whole load of all over London. I've got this massive book that shows them all and how to get there so you we could always go plaque hunting one day :P I've always wanted to do that, since I was a sweet little 3 year old *angelic smile*
Basicallly, it's just a mark of respect. And how, the one I am most wanting to go and see (surprise surprise) is the one for Sylvia in Primrose Hill. I've seen her house where she died and i've seen the house just around the corner where she lived for longer with Ted and they were happy there. She wrote The Bell Jar there, her first book of poems was published there and she gave birth to Frieda in the house. Obviously Frieda wanted the plaque outisde that house and NOT outside a house her mother had only lived in for a few weeks and had killed herself in. (The house in this icon is Sylvia and Ted's old house in Chalcot Square with the plaque at the front - I'm am not sure sure how I missed this, becausae it happened a few minutes away from me, 4 years ago, and it is one of the very few times that Nicholas had a photo taken of him, with Frieda, at a 'public' event that was about his mother and father.
So the house with the plaque for her is Chalcot Square - it's of the tres trendy parts of London (=noone can afford it) :P But anyway FINALLY in the year 2000, English Heritaige GOT off their asses and did one for her, about time too. I haven't seen this house since the plaque was up - and of course the other house has a Plaque for Yeats.
I assume permission has to be granted from the houseowners but I don't think there's many cases in the end where they've said no. The thing is, people know where the houses are anyway. Plaque or no plaque, there will continue to be interest....I THINK if you take on a house where you know that's going to happen, you're kind of 'asking for trouble' - except that you're not really because I don't suppose some people realise how fanatical the fans can get.
So anyway, there may not yet be a plaque in Inverness that mentions me, although I cannot understand why. Edinburgh, Henderson Row, was where I was born, but my patents are remporarily forgotten what number - it was near the end of the street - I think our cat, Kitten, happened to be lying on the wall of the school there when they were filming "The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie" - she might've been in the film ! :P
Maybe you will see some of these plaques while you are there and can expand my plaque knowledge. 'My Plath-inspired Plaque Poems' - written by me and inspired by you.
Every little bit of life, however small, however meaningless on the surface, dig a bit deeper and I bet there's a whole life going on.
No I'm not drunk.
How are you getting to Inverness? Are you passing through Edinburgh?
No. :-( We're going through Glasgow. That's why I didn't get in touch with you about the trip. It was planned by Marco's boss and his girlfriend, so I guess they just picked the most convenient route. I'm still not exactly sure how we're going to be getting around, because from what I understand, Inverness is not actually our finally destination. It's some teeny village out in the middle of the highlands. I guess they'll be driving?
Poor Sir Somebody. I'm sorry his pagoda fell into disrepair. It sounded pretty cool.
Cacti and birds of paradise in England...in March? My California brain is still trying to wrap around this "greenhouse" concept. ;) Thanks for sharing the photos, they're beatutiful.
I know, it's very strange to walk around the grounds, where it's still pretty cold with the overcast skies and the biting wind, seeing the leafless deciduous trees, the tough pines and the crocuses and daffodils, and then go into these huge conservatories and have your glasses fog up with condensation because there are twenty-foot palm trees in front of you.
2005-03-12 19:03 (UTC)
I was there!
Hi there, I was at that station today. We were at Camden Market and environs. I must say you live in a very exciting area. The next time I'm close by I'll let you know. Today was not planned and I did not know how long we would be in the area.