My reading group book of the month is The Life of Pi.
G read this book ages ago and thoroughly enjoyed it, I've never been drawn to it and when it was announced that it was to be our next book I inwardly groaned at the thought of having to read something I had deliberately avoided.
I'm half way through the book and I have to say that if it weren't for the fact it was for book group this may have become one of only a handful of books I have started and never finished.
I'm not spoiling things for those who haven't read it by saying that the name of the tiger in the book is Richard Parker.
This led us to the start of a little history jaunt around the area we live in yesterday morning.
Our first stop was Peartree Church which is the oldest Anglican church in the world
and where there is a memorial to the (part) inspiration for the tiger's name. Richard Parker was a Southampton boy who was killed and eaten by his shipmates in 1884 when they were the only survivors from a shipwreck. A very grisly business indeed.
With the aid of a local history book I bought last year we then wandered along to Bitterne Way where Captain Haddock lived. Not the character from Tintin, but the real live Captain of the RMS Olympic, sister ship to the Titanic. We don't know which house he lived in but wondered if this gate held a clue or if it just belonged to someone who likes sailing.
Just around the corner is Chessel Avenue where there is a house which was lived in for 7 years by Roy Chadwick who, as the blue plaque explains, was the designer of the Lancaster and the Vulcan aircrafts.
As you can see by this plaque the main road we were walking along to get us to our various destinations has been used for many, many centuries.
These pillars were once part of the main entrance to Chessel House, I would have loved to have seen it in all it's glory, and it's most famous visitor was Jane Austen.
The guide book I was using was produced by the local history society and they have a shop housing their collection which I haven't visited but really, really should.
I must admit to exclaiming very loudly when I saw this collection of yogurt pots amongst their window display. Does anyone else remember the Mr Men yogurts? I do, especially the Mr Lazy fudge one.
Another thing which caught my eye was this old till, I don't remember these though!
It was quite chilly by the time we were back home again a hour or so later and we were pleased to be back indoors enjoying tea and one of these coffee cakes S and I had baked on Saturday.