Well, it was a good day…
Got myself down to London quite early – wearing my earphones and ‘Spurs’ hat to keep the earpieces in (honest!)
And so, I REALLY thought the scum where playing away…but no, I had 20 odd gooners glaring at my hat (Fuck it – I’m proud to be a Yid) for the whole journey…I was just staring at one of ’em who was the double for James May…
Anyway…
Lovely few hours going round the National Gallery again – the place is amazing! 🙂 honestly, I walk away from there, having seen art in the raw, and I feel like crying…and then I come back to St Neots…and I feel like crying for real…
Such beauty…then real life.
Then check out Tuesday’s post on Sculpture. I nearly cried. At some of the prices of the crap. Your National Gallery is amazing.