The third instalment of 'Educating stuff,' a new blog from Wimbledon's Education Department, reveals the department's desire to keep themselves active, with and without success.
January is finally over. I don’t know why January always feels so long, after all there has been plenty to keep us alert what with almost all of Britain closing for a snow day, but even with this beautiful mid-month distraction, January seems to walk with heavy feet.
However, this is Wimbledon, and no covering of snow will stop our sport, so part of January was spent seeing how the Australian Open went. A lot has already been written about the first slam of the year but as this is ‘Educating Stuff’ here are three things we learnt from watching the tennis.
Snow, then Australian tennis, how much more entertainment does an education department need? Well seeing as our toilets were out of action (see new year, new bog) we were still in an enforced shut down so in order to not sit idle and waste an opportunity for fun, an Education away day was decided upon.
We sit in a pretty niche sector of the market being an education department attached to a sporting museum so there is very little out there for us to compare with, but after much thought we decided upon a trip to Manchester (we tried to get tickets to Australia, but apparently the budget won’t stretch that far) and the almost brand new ‘National Football Museum’. The whole team, Ngaire, Patrick and I worked to an itinerary that we thought was fool proof and would enable us to get to Manchester, take in all that the National football Museum could offer and return us safely to London, all in one day. How foolish we were.
To try and get ahead of the game, we decided to fly to Manchester, decadent though this may seem it was the best value option. We immediately fell behind schedule with a flight delay. No bother we thought, ‘tis but an hour to Manchester by air. Upon arrival in Manchester like all others, we took a train to the city centre. The train was also delayed. To speed things up we decided to spurn our first choice of walking from the station to the Museum and take instead, a tram. The tram was delayed. We arrived at the museum with less than two hours before we had to check back into the airport for our return flight. This was deeply annoying as the National Football Museum has a lot to offer and all of us left feeling that we wanted to see more. To get back on schedule we caught a cab back to the airport prompting Patrick to enquire whether or not John Candy would also be joining us in the true spirit of ‘Planes, Trains and Automobiles’.
So what have we learnt from January then? Well, long though the month seems, don’t try to fit too much in, especially where transportation is concerned.