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DON'T SWITCH OFF!!!!!!! Yes , I know it's a museum and not a club/bar/pool/beach (you mad hedonists and philistines) but it's unbelievable, extraordinary and FREE.
Go to Holborn on the tube, turn left, walk up the road, buy cherries at the market stall (assuming it's summer), third left into...
more into Lincoln's Inn Fields. The buzz of the traffic immediately vanishes, birds appear, it's lovely, like an old college quad. Sit in the park under the plane trees and eat your cherries, titter indulgently at the ludicrous banter and mind-sapping ring-tones of the city types scattered about you. Then up and forward to the huge and austere building labelled 'Royal College of Surgeons' (various entrances, you can't miss them). In you go and a nice but very formal lady will give you a badge and direct you to the Hunterian Museum. And then there you are, gazing at a simply jaw-dropping array of floor-to-ceiling pickled biological specimens in glass jars; the life's work of a pioneer of anatomy and surgery. Yes it's a bit ghoulish and not for the squeamish, but it's weirdly beautiful and even a bit sad. Whatever you think, being surrounded by 230-year-old creatures of every imaginable kind housed in a kind of modernistic glass shrine to Hunter himself is an experience that will stay with y
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