… to her own private DC.
Winner and Still Champeen. Visits to the Archives always bring tears to UD‘s eyes, despite a certain amount of scoffing from Mr UD. (“Do they have benches where you can kneel in front of the documents?” he asked on my return.)
Imagine this scene in the insanely crowded Uffizi! Impossibile.
I’ll have the same quality of art as the Uffizi, free of charge, with one after another gallery to myself, please.
All topped off with a Teaism chai, and ginger scones.