Tuesday night there was an ‘event’ by a contact lens company. So we went along. The lectures were kind of lecturish, the food distinctly average to dull. The crowd was, essentially rent’an’optician and the lenses in question, nothing new. There were no great freebies to be had; no ipads given away, not even writing pads, not even a frikkin pen.

Then why would we go? To an event that was never likely to bring rewards and was destined to be the kind of event we turn down on a monthly basis using the ‘life’s too short’ card?

Because this was held at the Sceince Museum. In South Kensington. Where all the world’s best museums are kept. And in fact where all the best museums in the world are free to enter, even for foreigners, tourists, UKIP voters and other lowlifes. They did start charging for the Science Museum and the Natural History and the Victoria & Albert a few years back but there was outcry and they all reverted to free again. I’m going to try ‘outcry’ at the petrol station next week, nothing to lose there.

So basically, you can go there any time, for nothing. Hmmmm. Though obviously you never do go because its too convenient and too, er, cheap.
But what you can’t do is have the place all to yourself. Ahhhhhhhhh. Because it closes at 6 and our ‘thing’ started at 6.30 in a really cool room upstairs, with what must have been the most scientifically-tested to be the most uncomfortable seats in the land. I mean they wouldn’t have just ‘any’ seats at the Science Museum, would they? If they were that hard and numbness-inducing, there had to be a proper, law-of-physically innovative reason for them to be there, at the place that heralds every innovation in the physical world.

But then we could run free, run wild, around the museum, with no guards there or anything. I could have just waked off with Apollo 10 no-one would have noticed. And there were cars and engines and all kinds of fab stuff, all on the ground floor; you have to be a proper, non-paying guest to see other floors, but that’s great and wonderful. And now I want to go back and see more.

Though not til after the World Cup. It started last night. In Brazil, in case you’ve missed that bit. And although there were reservations about… well, just about everything, once the whistle blows and it all kicks off, it suddenly becomes lifted. From the ‘waste of money, cause of deaths, social upset and unrest, strikes and protests, awful stuff’, its suddenly just becomes THE WORLD FUCKING CUP!!! and everything else is forgotten. For a while.

Very excited now.

Come on… oh, who cares?

Happy Friday

A xxxx