My previous post left you, my eager readers, wondering what had happened to my camera, and wanting to know why my mum and I had booked into a hotel for two nights, seemingly randomly.
It all goes back to the Christmas holidays, when my mum gave me her old Mac as the battery had died and it was too expensive to replace it for a four year old laptop. At the time, they’d decided the other three members of my immediate immediate family were going to Kenya for a fishing-come-business trip (where they inspect camps in Africa…sounds fun, but it’s really hard, I did it when I was 16 and never again). Following a laptop related incident of Ashton’s a few weeks ago, my MacBook ended up with a battery and I was happily mobile, coming to meet mum two days before she left to join dad and bro on the trip. Unfortunately, I got to the hotel, turned the Mac on…and to my concern, it was flashing a big question mark at me. The result? No photos. So it wasn’t strictly camera woes, but still.
While mum waited to jet off, we were supposed to be going to see the Van Gogh exhibition at the Royal Academy of Arts. She studied as an artist, so it was going to be awesome. Unfortunately, we couldn’t go, as there was a problem with the tickets – we are (hopefully) going next month instead. Sunday evening plans cancelled, I bought a load of facepacks/masks and we had a girly night in watching Jane Austen films and wishing we’d had the foresight to buy chocolate.
On Monday, I came to college to do some work (which I would have done in the hotel had my Mac been working) while mum answered emails and caught up on some of her own. I got back to the hotel in the afternoon and we went off to the National Gallery to get a dose of art to ease the pain of missing VG. It was awesome. I will in fact be adding this to my list of “Thing to do in London” blogs to write, but I will leave you with some pictures to ease the wait. I was so enamoured with the art that I gave Tom a free ticket to claim me from my busy schedule for a day (shh, I know it’s free entry) and a card with my fave VG picture on it (the one about wheat that he painted in the crazy house). I definitely recommend this.
Design study woes are: deadline, two weeks. Number of words written: half the limit. Sleepless nights over it (so far): about a hundred. Number of reference programmes not working on Word: the one and only. Argh! To make it better, I went to see Wicked tonight. IT IS AMAZING. If you can get tickets, you should.
And below a few photos of Toby’s visit(s).