OXFORD AND WARWICK
So it's off to the bridge so you call a taxi and the driver apparently speaks no English and perhaps has never even been to Bristol. He needs an address and his GPS. First stop is to see where me great great grandfather George Harris lived. 4 storey house it was on Freeland Place. Little did we know that since it "the house"is so tall you can spot it easily from high atop the Clifton Suspension Bridge (it's even in some sketches). George was a pilot (not airplanes silly it's like 1890). No, a pilot that brought the big ships into the harbour.
So we want to go up to the Clifton Observatory, taxi driver had no idea and took us miles downriver where in the far, far distance was the bridge. The Observatory is like a 3 minute walk...grrrr. So we get him to drop us by the bridge and we walked across and stopped for brownies before heading into the visitor centre. The dude that designed it never saw it completed though. Guy named Isambard Kingdom Brunel (that's one heck of a crazy name). He designed the S.S. Great Britain (big boat thingy) and the bridge design was part of a competition.
After the bridge we walked the 3 minutes up to the Observatory and you can see by the photo it's bloody amazing and awesome and super pretty too. There was a nifty camera obscura where we could see the reflection of the bridge with cars going by.
Now we headed into Clifton to do a walkabout and visit what was the longest terrace in Europe. It is known as the Royal York Crescent. So we see this gentleman sitting out front and we start talking to him and he lives inside one of these fancy houses. So the next thing you know he's a history buff and film buff and he's invited us inside. We are inside one of these fancy ass houses. Turns out he was a seller of estate items (over 3,500 he has sold the contents of). He puchased the finest pieces for himself and his home is a treasure trove of everything from amazing art (some movie star related) and even letters written by Randolph Churchill (Winston's Dad). He owned a wee home called Blenheim Palace.
There are books signed by the the founder of the Methodist Church and well literally boxes and boxes and boxes of treasure. Take that Bristol Museum, you got nuthin on this guy. When I say guy I mean Michael Beese. They own Rachel's & Michael's Antiques. No picture I'm afraid, too busy going through treasure for pictures.
Grabbed a bus back to town and grabbed a sandwich at Sainsburys'. The olde Mam went to the Hippodrome (old theatre from 1912) for tickets to the live show of The Addam's Family. They're creepy and their spooky...and Baxter's kind of kooky, he thinks he's in the cast now of the Addam's Family.