Showing posts with label British Museum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label British Museum. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 September 2026

Of diamonds, New Romantics, weird science, embroidery, octopi, a feminist icon and Pop Looks Bach

It's another snippets post, dear reader:

  • It wasn't me, Guv! news: Thieves have stolen a stunning 200-carat platinum necklace [above] encrusted with 673 diamonds, that once belonged to Queen Consort Nazli of Egypt, from a museum in Vienna. I could wear that!
  • "No-no-Notorious" news: Royal Mail will issue a special set of stamps celebrating Duran Duran on 17th September. The collection features the band at different stages of their career, tracing their progression from early New Romantic origins to global chart success. I always fancied licking John Taylor, back in the day...
  • How old is a kiss, and a splashback-free urinal news: This year's winners of the "coveted" (satirical) Ig Noble Prize have been announced, and winning research papers' subjects include Neanderthals kissing, a new design of urinal, the aerodynamics of nose blowing, and evidence that those in higher social classes are more likely to steal sweets from a child. So much more fun than the "real" Nobels...


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And the weather? "Up and down like a whore's drawers" again...

...We've had some heavy showers this week. Yesterday felt quite chilly. Today - despite the strong gusts - it was warm and quite humid. Unless we get an "Indian Summer", however, sadly I think it's "goodbye to all that". The "Season of Death" is just around the corner...

Thursday, 29 December 2022

Everything's for sale


Our visit to see the British Museum's "Hieroglyphs: unlocking ancient Egypt" exhibition on Tuesday was on occasions - ahem - eye-opening...

I'm off to leafy Chiswick in West London with John-John today for our first "annual" pilgrimage to browse their myriad quirky charity shops since before the pandemic.

Here's our anthem...

A jolly outing!

Sunday, 19 February 2017

The Chevalier and Mel



We've had a great day to round off our second (and final) week away from the - ahem - joys of work. A visit to the British Museum for some more LGBT History Month culture (from primeval erotic gay sculpture in Palestine, to protest badges through the ages, to the often outré sexual art of classical Greek vases, to the Chevalier D'Eon - we lapped it up!), followed by a slap-up Sunday dinner and some drinkies...

Such a shame that the dream has to be broken tomorrow by the unfortunate inconvenience of having to return to work, but hey ho - here's a Sunday musical interlude courtesy of the ever-wonderful Soft Tempo Lounge to ease our troubled minds:


Oh, that's better...

Music: Moon Song by Mel Tormé

Monday, 3 March 2014

The Vikings are coming!



Our chum Nigel got me a ticket yesterday to a very special preview of the British Museum's much-anticipated new exhibition Vikings: life and legend - which was an excellent exploration of the truth about the Vikings. Of no particular single ethnic group, "Viking" was more a way of being, a lifestyle of plunder, invasion and conquest - and yet these bloodthirsty Berserkers inadvertently facilitated a huge economic uplift to the way "Dark Age" Europe traded across borders. Loot from both legitimate and illegitimate dealings with communities as diverse as the Arabs, Khazars, Celts, Saxons and Britons reveals the extent to which the Vikings travelled, and the way armed resistance to their much-loathed raids and settlements actually precipitated the rise of nations along the modern, recognisable borders we see in Europe today.



On this Tacky Music Monday - to cheer us up as we trudge back to work on this lovely Spring day, after being soaked and frozen solid all weekend - here's another Scandinavian export (of a far more glamorous kind, needless to say), Miss Lill-Babs, with a song that reads like a particularly high-scoring Scrabble winner - Tuff Brud I Lyxförpackning:


Have a good week, folks!

Lill-Babs on Wikipedia

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Historical copulation



Not yet worn out by the last few days' hectic whizz around the country - Essex last week, Steampunk Ball on Friday, Brighton all weekend - we went on a little excursion to the British Museum today.

Surprisingly exhausting in its magnitude, among the treasures I sought out was the fantastic Warren Cup, a two thousand year old paean to gay sex - the latest exhibit in the Dolores Delargo Towers Museum of Camp - and we also saw relicts from the proud reign of the gay Emperor Hadrian, Egyptian phallocentric "Min" statues, and some of the campest jewellery and ornamental artefacts under the sun.

A glittering day, and in many ways an affirmation of the long tradition of gay culture in history...

And I think I have found just the right music to celebrate our day, and to celebrate the end of LGBT History Month:


Add your name (again) to this Hall of Fame, indeed!