Yesterday, after much persuasion on his part, MrT and I went to a Monster Myth & Legend exhibition in our home town. When we arrived the lady at the welcome desk gave us a strange look and told us to look around. It wasn’t quite what I expected.

There were a few displays, mainly of pieces of pottery and jewellery, in a room not much larger than our living room. The highlights of the exhibition were to climb into the head of a dragon, explore a mysterious cave and make your own totem pole.

We were slightly too old for this ‘exciting new exhibition’. When MrT saw he had the opportunity to do some colouring in he left.

We like monsters and myths and legends and things that go bump in the night. It’s ‘our thing’. We were a little disappointed the exhibition was aimed at pre-schoolers but we made up for it anyway by watching a documentary on the Sasquatch in the evening.

I’ve never been quite sure what to make of the Sasquatch, Yeti or Bigfoot – whatever you want to call him (or her). The documentary we watched looked at sightings recorded on film, foot prints and audio recordings. It was interesting and leaned towards the Sasquatch being a ‘real’ primate in North America.  Maybe when I’m rich, famous and have oodles of time on my hands I’ll arm myself with my camera and try to find the Sasquatch for myself.  I quite fancy a holiday in the States!

Today we went to Titchfield Abbey. I’ve been dropping heavy hints about going there for about 6 months.  It’s so close to us – about 10 minutes in the car.

I downloaded the mp3 audio guides from the English Heritage website  and off we went to the deserted Abbey.

What you see is actually a Tudor manor built on the old Abbey site.

There was no one about the whole time we were there.  We went through the big wooden doors and into a room on the right.  We had our mp3 guide on which led us outside and back into ruin.  When we got back there was a bird wing and another bit of bird in the middle of the room.  It wasn’t there initially.  As soon as we noticed another bird (a white pigeon or dove – I don’t know much about birds) flew in, watched and followed us.  Strange!!

The watcher!

What’s really cool about this old ruin is the gargoyles which are on the top of the towers.  I took loads of photos but it was difficult to zoom in, hold the camera almost vertical and keep it still.

Those eyes are watching you!!

Why so glum?