For the final day of the Easter holiday – which I’d already extended by one day because four days off work is just one too few – Gillibobs had picked three activities for us to choose from. These were: Speke Hall (not keen), Martin Mere Wetland Centre (keenish), Jodrell Bank (my choice and where we ended up going). The most effective way to sum up my choice is this: I am no longer allowed to choose.
Jodrell Bank is located amid the lovely green scenery of Cheshire, close to Alderley Edge and Knutsford. I was rather hoping we’d see some celebrity WAGs; they would have been much more interesting than Jodrell Bank. Upon arrival – only £4 entrance fee – and taking in the sight of the imposing Lovell Telescope, hopes were high. I shall now dash your hopes of reading about how my hopes were satisfied by listing what Jodrell Bank offers:
- a gift shop
- a cafe
- some grass
- some trees in the arboretum
- a display case with some rocks in it (although one of the rocks was so rubbish it had been encased in green plastic in order to jazz it up a bit)
There was also a 3D theatre showing, well we’re not sure what because there was as much indication of what was on offer as in a political party’s manifesto. Yep, we had no clue what was in the theatre. In fact, we almost queued up to enter but luckily a PA system warned us that theatre entry required payment, which was our signal to give up on the idea altogether and buy some crisps instead. Oh, and I had a wee.
How long did it take you to read all that? About as long as we spent at the Jodrell Bank Visitors’ Centre then. We did think of going for a look around the Arboretum – trees and grass – but it was too cold and we couldn’t really be bothered, so we went to Knutsford instead and had lunch. Which was both warm and interesting. And then I spent a fortune in Fat Face, but it was worth it because it made Gillibobs happy.
To be fair, Jodrell Bank is to undergo a big transformation as the old Visitors Centre is replaced with a new one. Hopefully, they’ll sort out all the problems that left us feeling what a shambolic mess it had been.