Well, mission accomplished!
When I started this number project over two years ago I had no idea how long it would take me to find numbers from 1 to 100. I suspected I might never finish it!
To start with I wanted to photograph the numbers exactly in order and if I’d continued that way I dread to think how long it would have taken.
I began to see ‘juicy’ numbers that I hadn’t yet reached and so bent my rules a bit so I could grab any within the next group of ten.
This was soon abandoned and I begun to collect any good photos and kept them by.
The prize for the most frustrating number goes to 61. As I related, here , I caught a 61 bus in Birmingham which crawled through the twilight and the traffic so it was dark and I was late when I alighted. So I missed my opportunity!
I have been overly excited to spot a number that I’ve been searching for, and at times it was hard to explain to the friends I was with exactly why! It has been frustrating too, when that longed for number just didn’t appear. I’ve also missed a number or two due to embarrassment , such as the clutch of table numbers behind the counter of the Waitrose café. Didn’t have the nerve to get my camera out!
It’s been an interesting project though and I know I’m going to continue to spot numbers; I just won’t photograph them!
Well, mission accomplished!
Wow! My number project’s made it to 100, and what a celebratory 100 it is.
Alan’s Granny, Lizzie Spinks, reached her 100th birthday in 1988 and received her telegram from the Queen. The photos show Lizzie surrounded by her cards and gifts, the telegram, and the family gravestone, all marking this wonderful achievement.
Earlier this year we visited the Imperial War Museum in London, a fascinating place to go, though the memorabilia and the stories told are dreadfully sad.
While there I spotted my 99 on the registration plate of this military vehicle called a Humber ‘Pig’.
Alan remembered seeing them on the streets of Belfast while he was at Queens University in the early ’70s.
This photo is rather blurry I’m afraid. I took this from my seat in the Milton Keynes theatre of this onstage prop of Michael Palin’s diaries. They were actually huge, rather bigger than Michael himself if I remember rightly.
The evening consisted of Michael talking about the many and various projects he’s done, illustrated by him reading from his diaries and film clips from Python and his travel programmes. It was a relaxed and entertaining evening though I was getting over a cold and was trying not to cough, which of course makes it worse!
Spotted this 97 in Hinckley.
It’s taken me a little while to find my 96, but at last I’ve found it.
Last weekend we visited the V&A museum to see the
You Say You Want a Revolution Records and Rebels 1966 – 1970 exhibition.
Headphones don’t guide you through verbally, but play relevant music for the section you are in. I was delighted to see a young boy really grooving to the Beatles’ track Revolution while immersed in the display. There were handwritten Beatles lyrics, stage costumes worn by Sandie Shaw, Mick Jagger, several of Mitch Mitchell’s costumes and many more. The brocade jacket worn by John Lennon while recording the All You Need is Love telecast is remarkably beautiful.
There were sections on politics, space travel, mind expanding drugs, literature and space travel including a piece of moon rock. Also a section on the Whole Earth catalogue , which Alan tells me he once owned a copy of.
The Woodstock festival room was a highlight, interrupted during our visit for the two minute silence of remembrance. Poignant.
We exited to the inevitable shop where we bought the book of the exhibition and a CD set called Records and Rebels which includes the track 96 Tears by ? and the Mysterians, a noodly repetitive track that I love.
A couple of years ago my number 5 was my grandson Jos’ birthday cards and balloon. This year for his 7th birthday we had a family meal on his return from holiday in Disneyland California where he had enjoyed the Cars bit. (I know nothing about all this as you might guess). But I was pleased to see the cake and one of his cards had 95 on, at least twice.
I found 94 in this touching memorial garden in Bury St Edmunds Abbey gardens
Many US airmen were based in Suffolk in WW2, and in Norfolk too; my grandparents were active in welcoming them.
And they are still here; at Lakenheath for example.
The Abbey gardens themselves are spectacular, worth a look if you’re over that way.
Last week I visited the Fire, Fire exhibition at the Museum of London, which is where I found my 93.
It’s on the key to an illustration of the post fire waterfront showing buildings, mainly churches, that had been rebuilt.
The exhibition is well done and contains fascinating artefacts such as a Bible burnt in the fire and contemporary letters. It examines the possible causes, what happened to the people who fled the flames and what happened afterwards. It’s made fun for children too. I enjoyed watching a small boy wearing a reproduction fireman’s helmet wrestling with a hose shouting’Fire!’
…at least I think it’s a BT thingy, I’m unsure now. These plates in the ground are everywhere, all with numbers on, so this one’s my 92. I assume they’re so engineers can access underground cables. If I’m wrong about its use, let me know.