Caen Wood

Went to see Kenwood House today. Beautiful place just up the road, that I'd never visited in 10 years I've lived in this area. They play classical concerts every summer there, and I've promised myself that this summer I will go and see at least one!
Talking about shows, on Sunday dad and I went to see Havana Rakatan, Cuban dancing, at the Peacock Theatre. I felt a bit cheated at first, as the female dancers all came on looking gorgeous with dazzling smiles, while the blokes entered the stage looking so miserable they'd have given Posh's pout a run for its money. To make it worse, they started stripping only to stop at their flies! All was forgiven when they returned on stage a few minutes later with tribal skirts showing gorgeous legs and interesting lunch boxes :)))

Anyway, back to Kenwood House. We visited the house and its collection of paintings including Turners, Vermeers, Rembrandts (although we missed those as they were upstairs and we took so long on the ground floor that when we tried going up it was closed). They currently have an exhibition on the abolition of slavery, appropriate for this house that belonged to William Murray, first Earl of Mansfield, solicitor and judge, the first to rule in favour of a slave in 1772.



Then we had a walk in the grounds, coming across an oak tree which was felled by the storm in January. I was a bit surprised as I don't remember such a great storm - although I'm so dippy some times that I probably wouldn't realise there was a storm unless the roof

flew from over my head.

Yesterday I bought a wonderfully fluffy bathrobe at the N1 shopping centre. I tend to avoid it as it's full of shops where I'd leave my entire salary, but we walked past it on our way from buying a new cooker (kindly donated by dad). It will be delivered next week, now I only need to work out how to connect the pipe to the gas without blowing up the whole block.

Dad's leaving tomorrow morning... I'll miss him!