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Sunday, 31 March 2013

Urban Wandering: Tate Britain to Tate Modern

Normally I am forced to do my urban wandering alone, as it's usually after work, or during a lunch break. However yesterday I was delighted to be able to share this with my wife, as we made our way up to London for a day out, primarily to visit the Bigger Splash exhibition at the Tate Modern (hurry, it finishes on 1st April) but also, inevitably, to partake in a bit of a drift. Originally we had planned to travel up to London by train, but given that there were bank holiday works on the Reading to Paddington line, this would have meant taking the Reading to Waterloo line and doubling our journey time. So, somewhat reluctantly we drove up instead. The motorway was really bust up to Heathrow, but after that I don't think I've ever seen the London roads so empty during the day. We found a free parking space near the Tate Britain and started our wander from there toward the Tate Modern.

Typically we would crossed over to the south bank of the Thames and followed the river, but both having read and been recently inspired by Psychogeography and also Edgelands, we decided to navigate our way through the streets, almost as the core flies, towards the Shard, and from there make our way to the gallery. Not really having explored Lambeth before, this wander was of immediate interest. As with most of my recent wanders however, the weather was overcast, only allowing for the briefest of photo opportunities, and even then unfortunately they come across a bit dull and lack-lustre. The first photo is of a ghost sign on Borough High Street and reads, The Monster Ready Made and Bespoke Clothing Establishment on the left-hand side of the wall, and on the right-hand side reads Albion House Clothing Company, Branch Establishments, Paris Antwerp and Ghent. I assume this is an old sign, by the word "monster" makes me think that perhaps it's not as old as it initially suggests. Any thoughts anyone?

Ghost sign on Borough High Street, London SE1
Ghost sign on Borough High Street, London SE1

As we drifted along Borough High Street, our attention started to turn towards lunch. Desperate to avoid any of the branded coffee shops and restaurants, we instead ducked into Borough Market where there was so much good looking food on offer, we found it hard to make our minds up. Eventually we decided on a Cajun fish and prawn wrap, which we ate on the hoof as we strolled around the market.

Entrance to Borough Market, London SE1
Entrance to Borough Market, London SE1

I can't say I'm a regular visitor to Borough Market having only been there a few times, but I always find the architecture impressive.

Borough Market, London SE1
Borough Market, London SE1

With our bellies full, well not too full as we were already planning mid-afternoon tea and cake, and a dinner, we continued our walk towards the Tate Modern. Actually we ended up walking almost to Tower Bridge before we realised we had gone too far and had to back track slightly, but all was not in vein as I was rewarded with another (grey) photo opportunity, this time at the Hays Galleria.

Hays Galleria, London SE1
Hays Galleria, London SE1

By the time we arrived at the Tate Modern, we'd already walked a good few miles, so I was really hoping that the exhibition was firstly, captivating enough to take my mind off my aching back and legs, and secondly, not too busy. Glad to report it ticked both the boxes, with some great artwork by Jackson Pollock, David Hockney and plenty of others whose names escape me (although my wife was making notes).

Post gallery walking took us back across the river, and into a tea shop near Neal's Yard, where we treated ourselves to tea and cake, before heading off through the sleet, towards Soho and into Fitzrovia, where we sought refuge in a pub before venturing out to dinner in a Moroccan restaurant for the evening. All in all a great day out, and we returned home satisfied but exhausted.

    

Monday, 27 August 2012

Another London

We were fortunate enough to get some complimentary tickets to the Another London exhibition at the Tate Britain, so on Saturday we made our way into London for a day out. The tubes were pleasantly crowd-free, as we made our was around on the Circle line from Paddington to Victoria. From there it was only a short walk, through what was now surprisingly warm sunshine, despite the weather forecast. The exhibition had some incredible pictures from 1930 through to 1980. Great images of "british-ness" that you simply don't see any more, for example streets filled with bowler-hatted mean going to work in the city. In fact come to think about it, most of the photos included some for of head gear, whether that be a top hat, a bowler hat, a cloth cap, or a scarf.

After the exhibition we caught a bus to Kensington where we, thanks to some more free vouchers, we grabbed some lunch (we are not normally this frugal, but following our California blow out are taking things easy this month now). The food was ok, not brilliant, but unfoftunately just as we finished eating, the heavens opened up, and torrential rain came down, all mixed in with some thunder and lightening for good measure. We were quite "museumed out" after the exhibition of the morning, so after deciding not to go to any more, we caught a bus to get out of the rain. Although I know my way around London reasonably well, the bus we caught took us to somewhere I don't think I've ever really been ... Wandsworth. I had no idea what to expect but it almost had a village feel in places, but not quite so much as Battersea did, which was definitely a surprise to me. Plenty of scope for future visits I think, if only to check out some of the restaurants in Battersea Square, which confusingly seems more of a triangle than a square.

Between Wandsworth and Battersea we walked along the Thames, apart from when we were annoying diverted back in land (one of the most frustrating aspects of the Thames path is that it often strays away from the side of the river). We did get to see the London Heliport though, which I never even knew existed, so that was a bonus. We were also treated to the sight of a freight train on the London Overground line, as it crossed the Cremorne Bridge, heading south. Unfortunately I didn't manage to get a photo, but instead took one from the other side of the bridge after it had gone across.

Boats moored by the Cremorne Bridge (aka Battersea Railway Bridge)

Despite the heavy downpour in the afternoon, we had a great day out, and got back home to catch some of the Reading Festival highlights on BBC 3 before taking our aching limbs off to bed.

Sunday was a different story, and with a much better weather forecast I decided to embark on a bike ride, looking to get some miles under the belt, rather than gruelling hill climbs. In the end I seem to have managed both, cycling out west towards Hungerford, through to Little Bedwyn and Froxfield, and then back via Littlecote, Chilton Foliat and Kintbury, covering 36.7 miles. It was a great ride, but I think I probably need to invest in some new padded shorts as I'm feeling a little tender today.
    
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