Kensington Palace Visit (or THAT TREE LOOKS LIKE A PENIS AND THE WALLS ARE TALKING!)
So I went to a palace at the weekend. And it wasn’t as palace-y as you’d expect.
I cropped the picture above, but you can probably still see part of a bright yellow digger in the corner. Kensington Palace is currently undergoing some kind of building work. Not sure how they’re going to make it better- we thought this was the back, because it is a pretty horrible red brick building.
Saying that, it is in a nice park, so it’s not all bad. And it has a nice statue of Queen Victoria (made by her daughter, Louise. Check me and my Victorian knowledge.)
Inside, it’s pretty disappointing. Out of all the historical places I’ve visited in London, it’s the one I enjoyed least (though the company was excellent- my housemate Claire kept me entertained by pointing out phallic trees and books filled with countless job possibilities.)
Is that not just the best job in the world? Anyway, Kensington Palace was a massive let down because of 3 things.
1. Half the rooms were empty. Pretty rubbish, considering I’d paid £13.20 to get in.
2. The rooms that did have things in them didn’t really explain what the things were. I like to learn!
And 3. There was a ‘hidden door’ in one of the rooms (like in Downton Abbey, natch) and I was very excited to go and find it, but when we got there it had been propped open. I mean, what’s the point of having a hidden door if you’re going to reveal it straight away?
There is no point.
It wasn’t all bad though. We got to see some nice paintings, and I learnt about how Queen Anne had lots of children that died (so sad!) And I saw many penis shaped trees.
So that was my weekend!
(I look scared in the window booth picture because when I sat down the walls started talking to me and it was unexpected.)