Friday 27th
September; Birmingham
We were still having breakfast when we felt the boat move
gently. The distance between the
bollards here is so similar to the length of our boat that it is hard to tie up
so that we don’t move a little bit when boats pass. There was also a very slight change of
direction halfway along so we had a pivot point too, and we were in for a rocky
half-hour while five historic boats passed on their way to Dudley.
There was another, but I didn’t get a picture and I’ve
forgotten its name. The forecast was bad
so I made a point of getting down to Cambrian
Wharf to dispose of
rubbish and get the paper, hoping to catch Jennie and Chris (and Monty) on Tentatrice before they set off. Success!
I got back to Chuffed
just as the first drops fell. Poor
Jennie and Chris! Their blog tells the
soggy story https://pippa13.blogspot.com/2019/10/a-deluge-27th-september-2019.html. It was a while before the
rain eased off, and then I strode off to Spring Hill Tesco with my trusty
trolley, hoping not to get drenched. I
didn’t, though it was raining gently on my way back. The route is through Meg’s third favourite
park (1st – Spiceball, 2nd – King’s Norton) which you
enter from round the back of the Roundhouse – the steps down to it are opposite the
back of the Arena. It’s a good park for
local families, with a basketball court where little ones learn to ride their
bikes and older ones their skateboards. But unfortunately a circle of
large motorhomes and caravans is now arranged around the hard standing, making it unwelcoming for anyone else. The grassy areas are getting chewed up by
motor vehicles, and the rubbish starting to build up suggests that this could
be a group of travellers. I wouldn’t want to take my children to play
there at the moment.
It rained heavily till after lunch. The heron which had been hanging round
earlier returned, plodding past in the rain.
It is very tame – I was standing a mere three feet away when I took the
first pictures.
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Another dry spell saw Dave take Meg out for a walk up the
towpath. Luckily for him there are
strategically placed bridges so they didn’t get too wet when the rain returned! Meg seen to, we grabbed waterproofs and
dashed to the Art
Gallery for a couple of
hours. It’s nice getting to recognise
some of the pictures you like, and we enjoyed seeing new stuff. One of the rooms was focused on Op Art, with
works by Bridget Riley and some people I hadn’t heard of. This was where visitors stopped, laughed
delightedly, took photos and selfies, and talked! It was great.
This one was amazing. It is
3-dimensional, which is not apparent from the photo.
It’s called Superduperspective. What looks like the far-away end of a corridor
actually projects towards the viewer, sticking out of the front of the picture. I wish I’d taken a pic from the side! To achieve the effect of a corridor
stretching away from you, the artist – well, read the following for the
explanation. We loved it.
We also had another look at the Staffordshire Hoard, which
we have seen before. Then it was closing
time and we were gently ushered towards the exit. Our way home led through Symphony Court. Parts that were fenced off last time we were
in Birmingham have been completed, but work still goes on. There used to be lovely patterned paving here
but that’s all gone and the new patterns are much less interesting. There is another large water feature though,
behind which can be seen more works.
It
started to rain but we were back in the boat before it really got going.
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