In an attempt to escape any more conversations about Track'n'Trace insoles , I jumped on a train the other day and went to a museum .
The Secret Of Dresden isn't a huge exhibition , more a sort of family collection had one's ancestors done the Grand Tour and brought back a Canaletto and the odd Watteau
I was particularly interested in the boats since , now it's warmer , our river is getting busier again , though not usually with quite such pretty craft .
As usual , The Groninger Museum had mounted it beautifully and there was peace and space to admire the details .
I want a velvet pelisse now , though not fur trimmed
and a fountain like this would be nice ...
It wasn't busy so I sat and relaxed in borrowed comfort for a moment or two .
Afterwards I went into town for lunch and , given that I'm busily reading my way through all the Kate Ellis detective stories I can get my hands on at the moment , it was serendipitious to look up and see this
Oh good , a reason , were one needed , to go back ...