London calling to the faraway towns...
My friend and I took the train down to London on Thursday to visit the British Library. We went to see a special exhibit called Royal Manuscripts; The Genius of Illumination, which featured over 150 illuminated manuscripts. They dated from as early as the 8th century, although the majority were medieval (11th to 16th c). We made the most of our day and went to Notting Hill afterwards for a walk down Portobello Road before heading back up north...
St. Pancras Station/Hotel; a Victorian Dream
The British Library
God planning out the Universe...
ST. PANCRAS
After all this won't you give me a smile...
Portobello Road, Portobello Road...
Street where the riches of ages are stowed.
Anything and everything a chap can unload
Is sold off the barrow in Portobello road.
You’ll find what you want in the Portobello Road.
Rare alabaster? Genuine plaster!
A filigreed samovar owned by the czars.
A pen used by Shelley? A new Boticelli?
The snipper that clipped old King Edward’s cigars?
Waterford Crystals? Napoleon’s pistols?
Society heirlooms with genuine gems!
There’s pure inspiration in every creation.
No cheap imitations, not here in me store.
With garments as such as was owned by a Duchess.
Just once at some royal occasion of yore.
In Portobello Road, Portobello Road
The fancies and fineries of ages are showed.
A lady will always feel dressed a la mode
In frillies she finds in the Portobello road.
Tokens and treasures, yesterday’s pleasures
Cheap imitations of heirlooms of old
Dented and tarnished, scarred and unvarnished
In old Portobello they’re bought and they’re sold
Street where the riches of ages are stowed...
Artifacts to glorify our regal abode
Are hidden in the flotsam in Portobello road.
You’ll find what you want in the Portobello Road
Portobello Road is a feast for the eyes!
Time to head home to York...
So off we go to Platform 9 3/4 to catch the Hogwarts Express!
