Banqueting House
I went to Banqueting House today - the last remaining part of the currently burnt down Palace of Whitehall (which is why, er, Whitehall, is socalled today).
It was only four quid to get in if you’re a student, and you get a free audio tour - though this probably should be expected as all it is is a really big room with no exhibits or anything in it.
It was really good though - the audio tour was interesting and the building has a disproportionate amount of history in it.
Of course, having visited a major historical site - where Charles I was beheaded, when Kings and Queens throughout the ages have greeted ambassadors, and with a gigantic ceiling mural - I decided to take a picture of the souvenir rubber I bought from the gift shop for 40p.
I don’t actually own a pencil.
I bought another rubber at the utterly superb National Portrait Gallery, which I went to again. I want to make this my new “thing”.
