Kibble Palace
I decided to go for a walk through the West End, attempting to look for something that was A. Distracting. And more importantly B. Free.
So I went to the Kibble Palace in The Botanic gardens.
What I expected was a giant greenhouse. Not quite of the same species that your next-door neighbour has (the one with tomatoes and that badly hidden marijuana plant in it), but a greenhouse none the less.
But even I have to admit that I was interested at the sheer size of the place, this is one of the UK's biggest Glass houses, built in 1873 and covering an area of 2137 sq m and containing a vast collection of plants from all over the world. It has also just re-opened after three years from a multi-million pound restoration seeing it dismantled repaired somewhere down south and then put back together again by Mechano enthusiasts.
But please do visit the Botanic Gardens, I may have the attention span of a brain damaged Goldfish but I can say that going back is on my list because it was very nice and other people would be interested.
So I continued to walk and observe the city around me.
I would love to have been a fly on the wall when the city planners were trying to decide on a street of office buildings.
"John what we need is vision, any suggestions?"
"Hmmm, well lets look at it from the seasons."
"What, Winter and May?"
"No, no. The four seasons that everyone else gets."
"Right, well In the Winter time I see for this street... A cross between an ice rink and a ski slope!"
"Genius! Go on."
"Well I think we can merge Spring and Autumn together, I see - yes. White water rapids and people looking ashen faced."
"Whoa! This is gold!"
"And in the summer. (Dramatic pause) Slaves in the movie 'Ben Hur' dying of exhaustion."
I like to think that this is how my city was put together, but I get the awful feeling that it all just happened by accident.
Coming soon
Compulsive buying on Byers Road
what I plan to do is ask out this girl I like and because she is a lady of taste, charm and common sense, she will say no.
So what better way to make myself feel better than to spend a huge chunk of my bank account in one day.
