Friday, 20 July 2018

MISS ELAINEOUS VISITS KEW GARDENS (AGAIN!) AND GETS TO CLIMB THE PAGODA...

It was a muggy but bearable 24 degrees Celsius this Tuesday, with a slightly overcast sky, so I took myself off to Kew Gardens, with the SuperDean in tow. 

Following a major restoration project, it is now possible to climb the 253 steps to the top of the Great Pagoda.  We visited only 5 days after it was opened by Prince Charles, Patron of the Royal Botanical Gardens.

Here is our first view of this oriental-inspired spectacle...

The Great Pagoda is a ten storey octagonal tower, with each floor 30cm narrower than the one below.  It is almost 50 metres high and has always been my most favourite building at Kew.
The pagoda was designed by Sir William Chambers as a gift for Princess Augusta (mother of King George III) the founder of the botanic gardens at Kew.  It was completed in 1762 and, at the time was considered so unusual that people were unconvinced that it would remain standing!
The building has recently been restored to its 18th century splendour, including re-creating the decorative dragons (removed in 1784, possibly to cover the gambling debts of George IV).
Most of the modern dragons are made with a robust polyimide material and weigh only a few kilos each.  They are hollow and are only 2-4mm thick.  The original dragons were carved from wood and were much heavier.  Wood dragons have been used on the first floor but, at two tonnes per level, it was not viable to use this dense material on the higher floors.  As the building is so old, there was a real concern that they would seriously compromise the structure.

The modern dragons...

Close-up...

Looking up from the base...

Once inside, we had to wait to ascend.  There used to be benches against the walls outside, and I used to stand on them to gawp inside.  It was great to be able to finally look the other way...

We took the 253 stairs to the top in one go (okay, maybe I did have the odd 2-3 second catching of breath between floors...) and were the first people to reach the top.  We impressed ourselves- yes, we were out of breath, but still able to converse, so we can't be that unfit.

Here's the stair view down...

Our first view out, over the City of London and the Docklands...

Richmond...

The newly refurbished Temperate House.  More about that later...


There were fires over in the distance.  I believe we are looking north/ north west here, but don't quote me on that...

The Zen Garden...

On the way down and the attention to detail is considered.  I like the decorative way in which they've painted the floor numbers.  Little things please little minds, and all that...

There is a glass floor panel.  I believe it's between the 2nd and 3rd floors...

View up...

The stairs, looking upwards...

Saying goodbye and walking away...

As I've mentioned before, Kew is on the Heathrow flight path...

The Japanese theme continues in this area with the peaceful Zen Garden...

The Japanese Gateway...

Dragon carvings...

And now we come to the Temperate House, recently re-opened after a massive restoration project.  It will have closed after our September 2014 visit and before our July 2015 visit, so it's been quite a length project.  If the Great Pagoda is my favourite Kew building, then the Temperate House is my favourite glasshouse. 

There are two octagonal sections in this building, and here is a roof view.  Every pane of glass has been replaced and the place certainly looked sparkling. 

Kew, of course, is all about plants, and I thought this potted specimen was very pretty.  I didn't record the name of the plant.  Naughty of me, but I'm no horticulturalist.  A little googling reveals that it could very well be a Trumpet Honeysuckle. 

This beautiful waterfall wasn't here before- the place used to simply have flower beds laid out uniformly.  Before the restoration the floor and building in general looked a lot greyer, but it did have a certain elegance.

The stairs upwards.  I don't remember these ever having been here before.  Maybe they were, but I really don't believe they were accessible...

The magnificent views down.  I LOVED this.  Was I pleased with the restoration and do I like what they've done?  Well, the place looked good before, but the answer to the question is a definite yes.


    
 We left and walked on, passing King William's Temple, built in 1937. 

This was my first attempt at a photo, but Dean had to ruin it by getting his smelly bum into the shot!

The temple contains some tablets recording British military victories from 1760 to 1815.

We then visited the Palm House, Waterlily House and the Royal Kitchens.  I didn't take many pictures inside as I've blogged extensively about these places before.


But a couple of Palm House plants were worthy of a shot.  Here's a ripening bunch of bananas...

This caught my eye.  I googled a description and I believe it's Pinecone Ginger...

This very interesting plant features on the inside cover of my 1998 Kew Gardens tourist brochure, but its name is not referenced and silly me didn't check at source.  I also googled a description of this, and found out that it's called a Heliconia.
The flowers remind me of pelicans' bills!

We visited the Hive- which underwhelmed Dean- but, again, I didn't take photos as quite a few featured on my previous blog.
I liked this interesting triangle tree (as I christened it).  I believe it's on a section called The Great Broad Walk Borders.

One thing I made sure I saw was the Ice House, which I kept referring to as 'the igloo'!  My camera died on me the last time I was here and my phone at the time really was useless at cutting the mustard.
Here's the entrance...

The Ice House ceiling...

I nearly fell backwards up a small step whilst taking this photo...

We ventured into the Princess of Wales Conservatory.
At the entrance, arid lands are featured and here are some cacti...

This cactus has an interestingly shaped 'head'... and an erect 'penis'...
Trust me to think that!

I don't remember ever seeing waterlilies with red bands on the underside before.  My SuperDean said, 'They're like you- they've got red lipstick on!'

There are a couple of sections devoted to carnivorous plants...

Some species of Pitcher Plants grow big enough to trap a rat... 


Dean said these orchids would look nice in my hair...

The Latin name for this flower is Alani Anthurium.  It is native to Hawaii.

It hasn't rained for weeks, and this was evident given the state of this bleached grass...

The Davies Alpine House...

Outside this conservatory is the Rock Garden...

Right at the far corner of Kew Gardens is the Bonsai House.  These cute little fellas were worthy of a photograph....




On our way out we passed the Temple of Aeolus...

In the gift shop I saw this lovely Marianne North book available for £15... so I waited until I got home and bought it off eBay for closer to £11...

It's my birthday present to myself and is extremely interesting, BUT...
The author apparently holds an MA with Distinction in Creative and Life Writing, from Goldsmiths, University of London. 
Within a matter of pages I found the wrong context of the word 'too' used, Marianne spelt Mari- anne, and stiff ness spelt... just like that, rather than stiffness.  There are also spacing issues within the text.
The author appears to have a very British name, so I'm guessing that English is her first language.  She also works as a freelance writer and editor (according to the blurb) and appears to have done the editing herself as no other contributor is mentioned, apart from someone working on typesetting and layout.  I know everyone makes mistakes (I pick up on a new error every time I read my self-published novel).  But this work is not self-published, so REALLY?!!!!

Schadenfreude?  You betcha, but Goldsmiths offer up scholarships, so I will be applying for one as I want to study for my Master's Degree.  If that's the expected standard then entry and achievement should be a walk in the park for me.  

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Thursday, 12 July 2018

THE HIDING PLACES by KATHERINE WEBB

THE HIDING PLACES
BY KATHERINE WEBB


THE BLURB:-
A compelling tale of murder and deceit with a twist you didn't see coming.

One hot summer in 1922.

A house at the heart of the village.

A crime that will shock the community.

A man accused and two women with everything to lose.

When Donny Cartwright is accused of murder, his sister Pudding is determined to discover the identity of the real killer.

Together with newcomer, Irene, she begins to uncover the truth- a secret that has been buried for years. 

But when the happen upon a strange object, hidden in the past, they realise it will change everything...

THE REALITY:-
I loved the blurb above the title at the front, which read:- 'A secret so deep, only a liar can uncover it...'   Oooooh, the intrigue!  I've read Katherine Webb's novels before and some I loved- The Unseen is still in my collection and I enjoyed The Misbegotten, although it was confusing in places.  The Legacy and A Half Forgotten Song were good, but they didn't move me.  What I do like about this writer's work is that all of her novels are very different to each other in terms of place and setting which, to me, exemplifies a great writer with a fantastic head for ideas, and also someone who's executed her research well.

I enjoyed the olde-England bucolic setting of this book, where dyed-in-the-bone country beliefs, witchery and old wives' tales are a way of tradition.  You kind of get the feeling that not much has changed in these places over the years, including even nowadays, with modern manufacturing and farming methods in place.  Some things in life such as the sun rising and setting, the harvest and the animals needing feeding (and the humans!) are hard and fast, inexorable facts.  It is good and a kind of reminder of what's important; that however successful we might become (or not) or whatever goes on in our lives then the world doesn't stop turning and tomorrow is just another day.

There is a very clever- SPOILER ALERT- twist to this tale in that we realise (quite far into the story) that there are, in fact, two unsolved murders.  There are three main female characters- Irene, Pudding and Clemmie- and we also realise that Clemmie's story is actually set- EVEN BIGGER SPOILER ALERT!- at the time of the first murder, fifty years ago.  This is very cleverly done (see what I mean about country life changing little over the years) and totally and utterly seamless.  The writer achieves this by using ambiguous names in both time frames: for instance, there are two characters called Alistair Hadleigh (father and son) and the head of the Tanner household is always known simply as 'Tanner'.  Wow!  This was such a good twist that I'm tempted to read the book again just to see if there's any inkling of some separation of the twin time frames, some hint that I may have missed- but I bet there isn't.

There was a real mix of characters here- some likeable and some loathsome.  I couldn't help but like Irene.  What happened to her in London at the hand of her arsehole, spineless, pussy-whipped (by Serena, his wife) lover, Fin, was truly horrid, and I'm glad she started to find the beginnings of happiness away from her city surroundings and her distant, not-especially-loving or forgiving mother.  Making Clemmie a mute added a different dimension to the tale, as did making Donny war damaged.  This story picks up pace towards the end, where we learn the truth about the two murders.  We have one confession (which I'm not going to tell you about) and one discovery which I'm also not going to tell you about.  But I will say that I had this person down as a killer early on...

A fantastic read by a very clever novelist.  

Tuesday, 10 July 2018

MISS ELAINEOUS RE-VISITS ELTHAM PALACE... AND GETS TO SEE MAH-JONGG!

When my SuperDean said he fancied a day out, my first thought was Kew Gardens.  After all, it's been a year since I was last there (two years for him) and the Temperate House is now re-open.
BUT...... the place involves a hell of a lot of walking (I beg to differ with travel sites that say it can be traversed in 2-3 hours, when 4-5 hours is more like it) and that's not always a pleasure in 25 degrees of heat.  Also, hothouses are hardly going to offer a welcome respite and the Pagoda is still closed for refurbishment.
So, I knocked that idea on the head.
'Eltham Palace?' I suggested.  It's our side of London, can be seen in 2 hours and sightseeing is mostly indoors but with a garden that is a pleasure on a clement day.  I know I only visited (alone) a few weeks ago but I adored the place, PLUS I missed seeing the cage of Mah-Jongg, Virginia Courtauld's pet lemur.
So, Eltham Palace it was.

Here are the things I missed on my previous visit.

This little triangular garden once served as the kitchen garden...



Looking over to the Rock Garden...

The little rockery cascade was worth a couple of photos...


The Loggia.  The reliefs depict some of the interests of Stephen and Virginia Courtauld, which include: gardening, sports, sailing and mountaineering...

My SuperDean heading towards the Pergola...

The supporting stone columns were salvaged from the Bank of England in the 1930s and are probably late 18th century.


Lovely wisteria covers the Pergola...

Next to the heart of the Pergola lies a mulberry tree, which grows at an interesting angle from the ground.  From my close viewpoint I couldn't fit it all onto my camera- so I photographed it in two parts!


We walked around the corner and saw the Great Hall from this end...

There are tables and chairs dotted about throughout the grounds, so we enjoyed the shade of a big tree for a little while...

We took the stairs down to the waterside.  The fountain looked a bit spindly!

Gorgeous waterlilies (but no frogs!)

As we walked away, towards the main entrance of the house, I took a photo of this rather cute door right near the north stone bridge...

And now we come to Mah-Jongg.  He was known as Jonggy (pronounced 'Johnny') and was Virginia Courtauld's ring-tailed lemur.  Stephen purchased him as a wedding present to his wife, in 1923, and he lived until 1938.
He was the world's most spoiled lemur and he certainly got lucky the day Stephen bought him from Harrods.  He got to accompany the Courtaulds not only throughout their changes of residence, but also on their travels.

The following three pictures have been lifted from the Eltham Palace tourist guidebook.

Here is a painting of Stephen and Virginia Courtauld striking an elegant pose with their pet...

Inside his centrally heated cage at Eltham...

This was taken on the Courtauld's yacht, where Jonggy had his own deckchair.  And what a poser he is!  I mean, really!!!

I remember walking past his cage last time but its presence, for some reason, didn't grab me.  It was surrounded by children, as it was half term, and I remember seeing a reference note mentioning mah-jongg (which I know is a Chinese game) and getting the most cursory glimpses of a stuffed animal, but I assumed it was the nursery and decided to do that part later.  At the time, I didn't know that the Courtaulds were childless and I simply forgot about the cage.

The walls of Jonggy's cage are decorated with Madagascan bamboo forest scenes, to make him feel at home...

There is a trapdoor in the corner with a bamboo ladder leading from it, which allowed him to access the ground floor during the day...

The ladder comes down just behind the Flower Room.  Again, I totally missed this the last time I was here and had to search for it this time as it's not immediately obvious.

We were given a lovely talk about the history of the palace in the Great Hall.  Jonggy is depicted on the ceiling here.  It's a actually a wood carving, made to look like stone, and he is the centrepiece.

I tried to crop the photo, to show you a close-up...

It's not great, so here's a picture of a picture held by David (the guide giving the talk).

Mah-Jongg is also featured in this mural down in the basement.  God, he must have been sooooo loved!  I don't blame the Courtaulds- he was supremely cute...

...but he was known to take a chunk out of people to whom he took a dislike.  Here is a lemur care kit, which features iodine for treating bites...

After my last visit, I had to order my own Jonggy.  This little fella came from eBay...

I also thought I'd quite like a red dress similar in style to Virginia's in the photo.  I ordered this from eBay and it cost me a tenner (I don't spend a fortune on clothing- I know how much these rags cost to make, thank you very much).  I'm not sure if it's going to suit me but, if it doesn't, then I will put it under the sewing machine and alter it until it does!

Lets complete this blog with a couple of random, interesting photos.
And of course, I have to be lavatorial (literally!)  
I didn't spot it before, but there's a big hole in this toilet.  I remember, many moons ago, visiting a tacky nightclub in Bognor Regis.  I had a couple of drinks, went to the loo and couldn't help but notice my feet getting wet.  It was only when I got up and flushed that water belched out in a gush, and I spotted a sizeable hole like this in the front of the bog.  Urgh!  Thank God I hadn't needed a number two!

Finally, the view from outside, looking over at London.  You can just about make out the Shard.

Ta ta for now.

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