There have been lots of visits there with parents and kids, and now that we are in the 'on our own again' stage of life, the mister suggested a run out there this morning...'cos y'know, when you are our age you start doing old fogey things like buying a thermos flask and 'having a run out somewhere mother'..........
So we did.......and here are the pictures......
What do you think? If I had stood there long enough could I have channeled the Immortal Bard (Baird?) and written some good stuff?
Now, now.......no rude responses from the cheap seats please.................
6 comments:
Shakespeare would have killed for shoes like those...
As long as it's not beard you'll be ok!
Clarks if I'm not mistaken!
I got a similar pair.... :)
My parents loved 'going out for a run' and just the mention of it made my brother and I sulk - yet it was always enjoyable once we'd arrived. Hope your flask was nice and hot.
’Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
Nor customary suits of solemn black,
Nor windy suspiration of forc’d breath,
No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
Nor the dejected haviour of the visage,
Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief,
That can denote me truly; these indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play:
But I have that within which passeth show;
These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Hamlet, Act I Scene II
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I would be enchanted, honored, and excited beyond words to walk the same cobbles as the man who wrote "Hamlet". I would probably lie down on the street and close my eyes (with a lookout standing by, of course).
That new theatre tower...ugly as sin, but I'm told the theatre itself is fabulous now....
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