#656 theoldmortuary ponders

An early morning gem on a rainy day.

The day turned out to have two longer than planned walks and one of the scheduled activities fell off the days achievement list. This lovely feather greeted me after I had had a hair cut. Despite the drizzle we walked a local circuit  and were rewarded with the beautiful scent of woodsmoke held close to the ground by morning mist.

Then after the second primping session of the day, a manicure,there were no busses to take me back into the City so I walked in and found some locally themed Street Art.

I had planned to meet some family members in The Box Gallery and Museum but the closest I got was to see The Box depicted in the Street Art.

I missed all the fun of the gallery.

But we met up just in time to explore Sainsbury with all the excitement of a four year old. Not a moment of the day wasted.

#469 theoldmortuary ponders

Britain is in the grip of industrial action. Yesterday it was the turn of teaching staff to protest about their pay and conditions. This meant that many schools in Plymouth were closed and families had to find care for their children in school hours. This hugely changed the weekday demographic of the visitors to the museum where I work. The galleries were buzzing with children and their grandparents filling their impromptu day of care. One grandad in his mid- sixties also had his elderly mum with him. As the grandchildren skipped about from gallery to gallery. The man and his mum held hands as they slowly made their way around the older areas of the building. Clearly reminiscing about visits they had made 60 years ago, when the act of holding hands between a mum and her child happened more often and for different reasons.