Things to do in Wisbech
Well, I'm in Wisbech.
Indeed, you can get here, even with a large suitcase, if you take the train from King's Cross to King's Lynn, getting off at Ely, and take a taxi up to Wisbech. This taxi will cost you 45 pounds. (That's be $90, Americans.)
Best $90 taxi ride I EVER had. Hope the one I take to get out of here is as great. Got lots of info about the fens, and which roads get flooded at certain times of the year. Saw where the headless ghost would have been, had it been night time. Why is the ghost headless? No clue. Told the taxi driver all about drama in his neighborhood in the middle ages. It's good to have a hobby.
The hotel is great. Just great. First bathtub I've seen since I got to England. I'll be using up some bath salts later. I've got a great bed, and an iron, and some intricate machine for pressing trousers, of which I have none, and a hair dryer, and a BIG supply of tea bags. After the nasty King's Cross garret, this is entrancing. I could entertain myself fine just lying around on this big bed, eating toffee. (Person for whom the toffee was intended! Do not panic! I know where to buy more!)
And really, it's a good thing I'm enjoying just exactly that activity, cause it's Sunday, and I'm in Wisbech, and absolutely nothing is open.
My appointment with the Museum is on Tuesday. So I'm going to spend some time tomorrow in the hotel courtyard, drinking cappuccino and writing (this is because Sam and the child have envisioned me doing this, so I'd like to oblige). But part of the day I'm going to go see the sights. I know what they are because the hotel has kindly left a glossy pamphlet in my room, explaining them. Main thing is the Peckover House and Gardens, built in 1722 by a Quaker banking family. It has fruiting orange trees which are 300 years old.
There's a couple of rows of houses in crescents, following the shape of the moat which used to surround the castle, which is gone. Saw those already. There's the church of SS Peter and Paul Saw that already -- it had a bunch of flowers in it cause the Rose Fair was yesterday.
Let's see -- what else -- well, there's the Wisbech and Fenland Museum, but I'll be seeing more than enough of them on Tuesday. There's a Yacht harbor, where I can take a Maritime Leisure Cruise -- where the hell does it go? Brochure doesn't say.
Ummm...there's the Thomas Clarkson memorial. Saw that. He was a major force in the abolition of the slave trade in England (which was abolished 1833). Also, there's the Elgood's Brewery, where one gets free tastings. Well, not for me -- I'd for sure be paying. Lots. For a long time. THAT won't do.
Oh, here's the Octavia Hill Birthplace House. She was big in Housing Reform.
Well, it's going to be a big day tomorrow.
Why, look! Here's a copy of the local newspaper! Main story: "Residents have launched a massive campaign to halt plans for a care home for emotionally disturbed teenage boys in a former vicarage."
The usual "not in my backyard" stuff, right? Well, one of the locals says, "These children should be somewhere with more amenities to keep them amused. There isn't anything to keep them occupied in our village and they can't be kept under lock and key all the time."
Well, hon. She's got a point.
Indeed, you can get here, even with a large suitcase, if you take the train from King's Cross to King's Lynn, getting off at Ely, and take a taxi up to Wisbech. This taxi will cost you 45 pounds. (That's be $90, Americans.)
Best $90 taxi ride I EVER had. Hope the one I take to get out of here is as great. Got lots of info about the fens, and which roads get flooded at certain times of the year. Saw where the headless ghost would have been, had it been night time. Why is the ghost headless? No clue. Told the taxi driver all about drama in his neighborhood in the middle ages. It's good to have a hobby.
The hotel is great. Just great. First bathtub I've seen since I got to England. I'll be using up some bath salts later. I've got a great bed, and an iron, and some intricate machine for pressing trousers, of which I have none, and a hair dryer, and a BIG supply of tea bags. After the nasty King's Cross garret, this is entrancing. I could entertain myself fine just lying around on this big bed, eating toffee. (Person for whom the toffee was intended! Do not panic! I know where to buy more!)
And really, it's a good thing I'm enjoying just exactly that activity, cause it's Sunday, and I'm in Wisbech, and absolutely nothing is open.
My appointment with the Museum is on Tuesday. So I'm going to spend some time tomorrow in the hotel courtyard, drinking cappuccino and writing (this is because Sam and the child have envisioned me doing this, so I'd like to oblige). But part of the day I'm going to go see the sights. I know what they are because the hotel has kindly left a glossy pamphlet in my room, explaining them. Main thing is the Peckover House and Gardens, built in 1722 by a Quaker banking family. It has fruiting orange trees which are 300 years old.
There's a couple of rows of houses in crescents, following the shape of the moat which used to surround the castle, which is gone. Saw those already. There's the church of SS Peter and Paul Saw that already -- it had a bunch of flowers in it cause the Rose Fair was yesterday.
Let's see -- what else -- well, there's the Wisbech and Fenland Museum, but I'll be seeing more than enough of them on Tuesday. There's a Yacht harbor, where I can take a Maritime Leisure Cruise -- where the hell does it go? Brochure doesn't say.
Ummm...there's the Thomas Clarkson memorial. Saw that. He was a major force in the abolition of the slave trade in England (which was abolished 1833). Also, there's the Elgood's Brewery, where one gets free tastings. Well, not for me -- I'd for sure be paying. Lots. For a long time. THAT won't do.
Oh, here's the Octavia Hill Birthplace House. She was big in Housing Reform.
Well, it's going to be a big day tomorrow.
Why, look! Here's a copy of the local newspaper! Main story: "Residents have launched a massive campaign to halt plans for a care home for emotionally disturbed teenage boys in a former vicarage."
The usual "not in my backyard" stuff, right? Well, one of the locals says, "These children should be somewhere with more amenities to keep them amused. There isn't anything to keep them occupied in our village and they can't be kept under lock and key all the time."
Well, hon. She's got a point.
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