One of the guys at the shapenote singing, on finding out that I was a Morris dancer, asked me if Morris dancers were considered eccentric in the US as well. I said that in the US Morris dancers simply aren't considered.
I had hoped to find Charles and Camilla tea towels, with the wrong wedding date most likely, but they were nowhere to be had. I did find Charles and Camilla commemorative thimbles, with truly atrocious likenesses of the two of them, and I even bought two but I seem to have misplaced them somewhere. They were very tiny, indeed. I'm not entirely sure who besides me would purchase such things. Fortunately I did manage not to misplace my silk tie decorated with a map of the London Underground. I already own the matching socks and boxer shorts.
At the toy museum I learned that the game I know as Chutes and Ladders was originally an Indian game called Snakes and Ladders. The 1920s English versions of the game were also Snakes and Ladders and the illustrations on the playing boards were wonderful, with slinky serpents where I'm used to seeing sweet slides.
Also at the toy museum I learned that during the heyday of toy metal soldiers the toy manufacturers also made "peace toys" -- small figures of all the people in an English village, from milkmaid to vicar. The rarest of the figures is the figure of the "village idiot" which, according the museum display, was a suggestion of Queen Mary herself. I want one! I want one!
I wasn't in London long enough to catch this exhibit. I wrote the URL down from a poster in the doorway of Gay's the Word bookshop in Bloomsbury. It looks as if it could have been fun.
While walking past Covent Garden towards SoHo on Thursday I passed the eatmyhandbagbitch gallery on Drury Lane. I wonder if this scandalized the muffin man, who I understand lives nearby. (Do you know him?)