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Escalations

bettyscandretti — Mon, 23 May 2011 02:02:44 +0000

The husband person took this photo with his phone, while riding on the Britomart escalators. Exciting things are happening there: as well as the train station, there is a new covered walkway that will soon have a Jo Malone (that one’s open already), a MAC store, a L’Occitane, and a Lululemon. The Pilates community is quivering in anticipation. There’s also a sushi place.

But it is entirely possible that the escalators will still be the best bit.

Shaky Isles

bettyscandretti — Sun, 24 Apr 2011 03:43:50 +0000

Nothing perks Betty up like a soy mocha with a Whittaker’s chocolate stick in it. This one was from the gorgeous Shaky Isles cafe in Britomart.

It made the afternoon much more enjoyable. The vintage teaspoon was an especially nice touch.

Adventures

bettyscandretti — Sun, 30 May 2010 07:34:23 +0000

This morning, Betty woke up in a great hurry but a little bit late, and she had to race through her ablutions and leap onto the bus, which she did. When the bus arrived in the city it stopped, as the last-minute bus always does, around the corner from the train station. Betty scampered down beside the ship’s chandlery, which is almost her favourite place in the city, because it has brass diving bells and folding hooks in the windows, and then she paused briefly to buy an apple muffin, which she does at every opportunity, and then she went into the train station, which is a very impressive place. She was four minutes early for the train, which gave her time to eat her apple muffin, and then she got into carriage 2 with a few other people, and the train set off.

It begins by going through a longish tunnel, and there are signs at short intervals indicating in pictorial form whether one should run forwards or backwards to get out, which has never been applicable, and then it goes over a bridge that skims across a very tiny bay. Betty’s train, however, stopped before the bridge, as if to wait for a cow, and then it went a little bit further and stopped again, and then it went to the middle of the bridge and stopped altogether. And then the conductress walked ceremoniously down the length of the carriages, while Betty and the other passengers smiled encouragingly, and when she got to the middle of carriage 2 she told everyone that the train driver, despite trying very hard, had been unable to persuade the train to keep going.

By some dint of effort or rescue, the train eventually started going backwards, and it returned Betty and the other passengers to the station. There was a replacement train on another platform, and the conductress took most of the passengers under her wing and marched them onto it, but as it was already too late for Betty to get to church, she merely sent a message to the pastor telling him what had happened. He replied thusly:

and Betty went to the home of the boy person fiancé, who was at home with the sniffles, and made herself mushrooms and spinach on toast before she had to go to work. Such adventures.

More Britomart art

bettyscandretti — Mon, 28 Sep 2009 19:00:19 +0000

The nice headless artist of a previous blog post, diligent sleuthing reveals, is named Aleksandra Petrovic. I found these paintings near the fountains at Britomart.

Amen

bettyscandretti — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 20:00:39 +0000