The 26th of January was quite a full day. From the Ceremonial Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace,
which was much more pomp than content
To another visit to the museum,
Dinner at Wagamama with Philip Blond,
And, more importantly, saki
Our day was fairly full. What really took the cake was seeing War Horse in New London Theatre. There are no pictures for this. I'll do my best to put words to it. Never though has man brought to life wood and metal and cloth in such a way as to invoke the unrestrained catharsis that this play managed. The twitches, the sounds, the mannerisms of the puppets were so life like that even someone who knows these animals in the flesh would be absorbed by them. The only backdrop was a raised projector screen, tearing horizontally across the stage, reminiscent of the tear left be such a great and terrible war. That's the best I can do.
The next day, though, was Cambridge: A day of knowledge. A day of tradition. A day of punting. Never in my life had I dreamt that the day would come when I could say I successfully punted a boat. Luckily, it was fairly low impact. In fact, I didn't have to kick anything at all. Punting consists of poling skiffs known as punts (much like small barges in build) up and down the Cam. Unfortunately, I have no pictures myself. My hands were a little occupied with the selection of which bridges to avoid, which to ram, and which to use in my plethora attempts at auto-decapitation. On occasion I even steered.
We also attended Evensong at King's College before joining an apprentice of Dr. Candlers at Jesus for Formal Hall. It was a lovely meal.
Our next day was our departure for St. Andrews. From here on out, I'll be recording events as they have come up, instead of three entries for a week.
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