We went out to
Kenilworth Castle today, on the back of getting a voucher for a 2-for-the-price-of-one entrance to English Heritage properties from a packet of beef mince. It was Bloody. Cold. Kenilworth is mainly ruined, thanks to the iconoclasts of the Civil War 'slighting' it (that is, knocking it down deliberately so that it couldn't be used as a fortress by the Royalists). I do so hate it when cool stuff is destroyed. However, they are in the process of re-doing one of the gardens, following a detailed description left by a 16th century visitor - in the spring there will also be an aviary! So I'd like to go back. In one of the exhibitions, I discovered that Sir Walter Scott had his revisionism with this castle as well, setting Lord Dudley's wife's rather unfortunate death there (she died elsewhere, though the circumstances were indeed rather dodgy, especially as his lordship was after marrying Queen Elizabeth at the time). I spent all day with a brass band earworm, as well - Sir Arthur Bliss wrote a band piece on the theme of Elizabeth's most famous visit to Kenilworth, and though I can only remember the first movement, It's going round and round in my head. I'm sure I bought it on cd a while ago, but I've no idea where it might be.
Glad to be in from the cold, mind. I have made tonight's dinner (chilli), prepared tomorrow night's dinner (butter chicken, sitting in a marinade), I have beer and knitting. Can has new Who nao pls?