This morning, I took the kids to the British Museum. This is a surprisingly good activity for very small children – a nice, big space for them to run around, museum staff dotted around in case they get lost and very limited opportunity for them to escape. The same can’t be said for the journey there – my daughter darted towards the road while we were waiting for the 19 bus on Upper Street, causing one woman to actually gasp in horror. However, once they are on the bus, they have a nice time.
Now, the British Museum is a really big place – there’s no way you will be able to see all of it. We nipped upstairs in the lift to have a look at the Egyptian stuff on the third floor, plus some other stuff.
As with pretty much all London museums, the place is crammed with school groups. Even if you get there for the 10am opening, it won’t help – they let the school groups in early. I dressed the kids in really bright colours so I could pick them out – it seemed to work quite well.
My daughter didn’t really look at any of the stuff but really liked the building.
We had lunch there as my son was enthusiastic about eating in the museum itself. However, it was fiendishly expensive for what we got. As you know, I am not exactly opposed to spending money but that really was ridiculous. On the way back to the bus stop, I saw LOADS of nice looking places on Museum Street where we’ll go for lunch next time. There was one place that had a lovely baked cheesecake in the window which would have been just the thing.
On Museum Street, we also saw this penny farthing outside Thomas Farthing, which the kids thought was AWESOME.