Well hello there, Possums.
Almost time to move on from Delightful Denmark. A good time has been had here, but interestingly, not so much in Copenhagen as in other cities of the region.
Yesterday we drove to Roskilde which is about 40 minutes north of here, on the sea and is the burial place of 39 Danish kings and queens. There are also 3 children buried there, but underground as they were the half-siblings of one of the early kings who didn’t want them attached to his family so he dug them up & buried them downstairs! S’pose you can do what you like, when you’re the king.
Family Room |
The entire church is made up of chapels which contain caskets, so elaborately carved. Dynasties are buried there & each chapel is “home” to many caskets. The history of the church is too long to include here, but I have included a link to Wikipedia just for you- as we know, Wikipedia is sometimes not the definitive truth on the subject, but after reading the info in the church & also on the related pamphlet this site is all right.
Prototype for present Queen & her husband. Makes you feel as if a goose has just walked over your grave! At least it's posh! |
His & Hers- & Someone Else's |
Had a moment of OMG at the Cathedral when I went to take the first photo & found that the memory card was locked! Being a bear of very little brain technically, I had a few moments of mad panic. Bill assisted as best he could but although he’d bought the camera he said his idea of taking pics was to point & shoot & he had no idea what to do when the pointing & shooting didn’t result in picturing. However, being the darling that he is, he nipped back to the car, removed the card from the other camera & inserted it into the “real” one & hey presto! You have the results before your very eyes.
While I continued to point & shoot successfully, Bill went to a camera shop & found out that the card has a lock on it! So, there you go! That was our bit of learning for the day.
The Viking Museum was great- a really educational place & as such was chock full of kids making ropes and carving things & dressing up in Viking gear & going out on the fjord in Viking boats & generally having the time of their dear little lives while harassed looking supervisors shunted them in the right direction.
We finished the day at Odense, the home town of Hans Christian Andersen & were lucky enough to be there for a play about his works. It was performed at the front of a purpose built house & spilled out onto the lawn & even into the lake. Families were there by the dozen, sitting on the lawns & it was just fabulous.
After the play we went into the museum & saw absolutely “to die for” memorabilia of which I took many photos- & the ISBN of a book of his fairy tales illustrated by Svend Otto. It was far too expensive to buy there so will try through my usual Amazon channels- may have more luck that way.
Speaking of luck, poor old Hans didn’t have much in the personal sense. He was very well liked, but couldn’t seem to cut it with the ladies. His great love was Jenny Lind & she liked him, but there it ended- at least on her part. He wrote a great deal about her but it didn’t do him any good, from a personal perspective.
And that’s yesterday!
As for the presentTo paraphrase my good friend, Dr Seuss,
Today was good, today was fun
but it will mean another one (blog)
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