The weather has been (uncharacteristically) sunny and so last weekend we decided to break the routine of chilling out on the PS4, and hit up something cultural like a museum.
The plan was a simple one. Tube into central, try to stay in the sun (it was the first chance we had to wear shorts this year) and maybe discover new places to visit. It started off well as London was full of all sorts of people enjoying the sun. We jumped off at Marble Arch and snaked down the side of Hyde Park before deciding to dip into the backstreet of the ‘posh bit’ as my partner described it.
We passed the US embassy and then Claridges. We were close to our goal and after a bit of a search down winding streets we found the entrance.
… What happened next was not what we had planned …
We had opted to check out the Handel and Hendrix museum – two homes that appeared next to each other – mostly because we like composers and to us Hendrix was someone else to learn about. A double win we thought.
Inside the entrance a cheery assistant held down the fort. We paid and were given leaflets and a map to get us around. “Take the lift and head to the top, then work your way down. Should take you about an hour” she said. Readying ourselves we headed into the lift. What happened next was not what we had planned.
So the exhibition is set over two old houses, Handel in one and Hendrix in his real life flat. However we found that this was not an hours worth of content. Unfortunately there was not enough to really justify paying the £10 admission fee. I guess that if you were an ecstatic Hendrix fan then the couple of rooms might be of interest, but it was overly disappointing to us.
Handel’s house had some harpsichords in it which were pleasant enough, but the overall tour was something perhaps better suited to a YouTube video.
Feeling deflated we headed to the exit where a group of German school children were swarming into the building. And it was here that we found the one aspect that made the trip worthwhile. A brown Labrador (obviously an assistants pet) casually greeted us with a wagging tail and wet nose. Being a dog lover I later joked that every room should have had a dog. Because honestly I would have enjoyed the experience more.
On reflection it wasn’t terrible, but definitely isn’t worth the price of admission. Next time we’ll just stick with the PS4.
25 Brook Street
London W1K 4HB
Open Mon-Sat, 11am – 6pm
£10 adult, £5 child