donderdag 30 september 2010

Last day B&B

Before leaving for the airport I took some photos of Dorset Villa.











Also 'The Diary' which I'd scribbled down all our different activities on so that I wouldn't forget when we should be where.


River Avon

On Friday morning we went on a boat trip upriver.






Dancing Like Jane Austen

First to the Sally Lunn teashop where for some strange reason they serve crisps with the roast beef toasties.



























In the afternoon I went off across the Pulteney Bridge to have a wander about the streets there before the dancing began.















I started off with a white blouse under my dress but after the first dance I was feeling distinctly warm so took it off. I felt sorry for the men in their velvet waistcoats and stockings.














































































































In the evening we went on the world famous (in Bath then) Bizarre Bath walk. A sort of one-man Festival Fringe show involving a non-historical walk about the town centre, a Houdini rabbit and a couple of purple balloons.

woensdag 29 september 2010

Birthday in Bath

Janneke had a Significant Birthday on the 22nd.






We started the day in the modern version of the Roman Baths, enjoying the various pools and steam rooms of the Spa. Best bit was the open air rooftop pool with views over the city. We'd booked a table in the Pump Rooms for 2.30pm. Before this we sat in the sun watching various buskers and reading and eating ice cream.














In the evening Martin Shaw was on at the theatre and we got the last 2 seats up in the gallery behind a row of foreign students who added a second level of entertainment as they gasped at some of the things that were happening on stage.











And so to bed. Posing in our Austenesque nighties we had to try hard to pull a serious face as of course taking photographs in those days were serious occasions. (Ok, ok, there weren't any cameras in Jane Austen's day, I know, I know. Poetic license then.)

dinsdag 28 september 2010

Bath Photos

On the way to the Jane Austen Festival in Bath the atmosphere started already in a comfy reading chair at Schiphol.
(More photos later when I've got more time.)




Wait a minute, never mind Schiphol, the getting into the Jane Austen mood started with packing my suitcase. (Ok, all of the books didn't go with me, some of them were just for literary effect. I did re-read Northanger Abbey while I was there though.)

Book shop with Bath...







On Tuesday morning we had a look round the Roman Baths.













































In the afternoon off to the Jane Austen Centre and the Regency Tea Room above the museum there.





In the abbey (which I've just learned, is an abbey rather than a cathedral because it doesn't contain a bishop's throne) I was mostly interested in the fantastic embroidery.