I have had a lovely weekend - at home for a change. In fact I've got a few now with nothing planned. Of course if anyone has any suggestions I might be off! Yesterday we decided to take the boat to Torquay. The return trip on the Western Lady, at three pounds for a return ticket, has got to be one of the best bargains around. It's a lovely half hour taking in the vistas of Torbay.
This is what we went to see. 'Do you want to come and watch some robots re-enacting the Last Supper?' I asked Lou. 'Why ever not!' he replied.
And yep! It was as odd as it sounded. Clever and thought provoking though. We're not quite sure why there were copulating 'budgies' on the table but obviously we're not experts in the field of interpreting art.
There's a rather good exhibit about the history of the abbey too. This very early bi-plane took off from its lawns and proved to the Naval fleet that aircraft might pose a bit of a threat to shipping in wartime. The abbey also played an important part in hosting the yachting events for the 1948 Olympics. Monks also lived there too at some part of its history. Duh!
Torquay was home to a pottery that made souvenirs for other resorts. Here's a typical example that appealed to this tidy freak.
I took a shot of this weird lacy dolls house as I know that there's a few of you out there who like this sort of thing. The items in this shop demonstrate the maker's different crafting abilities.
There's proofs of some fascinating William Blake engravings depicting the book of Job.
This was my favourite painting. There wasn't any notice saying who'd painted it. It will have to remain a mystery.
And I loved this fellow too. Othello had his marble handkerchief stolen in the '60s but it was returned after a local girl found it on the beach.
And finally outside to the glasshouses which were cooler on a hot day than you would have expected. There's supposed to be stick insects inside. Be blowed if I could find any.