A grand day out...

After several days' fighting with buses (I will not rant here about the new timetable; everyone I've had the misfortune to run into over the last few days has already had the benefit of my opinion on that one, as have the Appropriate Authorities), I decided I wanted to go Somewhere Nice, Somewhere Cheap to Get To, and Somewhere Which Did Not, Under Any Circumstances, Involve Buses.

As my bike is still out of commission (combination of mechanical failure [the bike]) and procrastination [me]) that left the train; and as one of the reliable harbingers of spring round here is that they start pulling up bits of the track around between here and London, I went North, to King's Lynn. Not quite the seaside, but near enough for a 40 minute train journey! Just over an hour after leaving home I was here.

By that time it was T-shirt weather so I sat by the dock and knitted for a bit (no photo, it's an Unbloggable Project). Ambling back into town, I noticed they have a better class of Tourist Information Centre in King's Lynn...

I've seen this chap's statue before, but never gone over to check the plaque; turns out he's Captain George Vancouver, maritime surveyor par excellence - yes, that Vancouver... There's a festival in his honour this summer - I'll be going back...

The other classy thing in Lynn is the charity shops. I actually went looking for some odd drinking glasses (I've had a clumsy couple of months...) - the sort of thing charity shops are usually full of; not in Lynn where they're all nicely sorted into sets. But I did get some Treasures.
From the front - Plato's Symposium, Folio edition, the main selling point of which was Tom Phillips's illustrations; Barbara Walker's Knitting from the Top and a Threads compilation which has a combination of features providing brilliant information and features which leave me in blank incomprehension of why the editors found them worthy of inclusion... Cost of the three, £7.40.

In the late afternoon I did this. You need to read this for the full story... old skein below, new skein above. Let's hope that does it! (It's on its way, Gill...)