Monday, 4 March 2024

MISS ELAINEOUS VISITES CARISBROOKE CASTLE...

 Carisbrooke Castle dates from around 1100 and sits in the centre of the Isle of Wight, and although semi-ruined there are still some preserved buildings between its curtain walls.  A Norman motte (mound) and bailey (enclosure) castle, it has commanding views, and because of the island's location has been of great importance in the defence of the realm.  
Carisbrooke Castle succeeded a castle which dated back to the Norman invasion of 1066, and was built by Richard de Redvers, who was made lord of the Isle of Wight by Henry I (r.1100-35).  The castle reverted to the crown when the last of that family died, in 1293.  The castle has been used for defence; as a garrison; as a governor's residence and as a prison.

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We walked around its curtain walls; climbed the 71 steep steps up to the keep; learnt about King Charles I's escape attempts when he was imprisoned there and saw one of the castle's donkeys operating the well's treadmill.

Here's our view towards the imposing castle as we trudged up the hill.

The gatehouse has been the principal entrance to the castle for 900 years, and has been much modified during that time.

Inside the crumbling structure, and the gatehouse probably contained living accommodation for someone important.

Gun and medieval slit...

This metal staircase was once the entrance to the Isle of Wight Museum, which was founded by Princess Beatrice (Queen Victoria's youngest daughter) and housed here from 1898-1951.

The Chapel of St Nicholas, and this particular chapel dates from 1904.  A chapel was first mentioned in the Domesday book of 1086, and a long sequence of chapels with the same name have since stood on roughly this spot. 

The chapel serves as the Isle of Wight's war memorial, and the names of the 2000 island men killed in both world wars are inscribed on stone panels between the windows.

Painted reredos under fine stained glass windows, which show Christ surrounded by the two Marys, cherubim and angels.

The wagon roof consists of beautifully painted colourful panels.

This memorial bust of Charles I sits in the alcove at the west end, and is attributed to Italian sculptor and architect Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598-1680).

Our first proper view of the castle complex...

The best part of the day was seeing their famous working donkeys.  Here they are in their stable.
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There are currently six: Jupiter, Juno, Jigsaw, Jingles, Jack and Jill.  The latter two are brother and sister...

The tradition of giving the donkeys "J" names has continued for the last 150 years.  Apparently, when imprisoned Charles I wrote letters or planned his escape route he always signed his notes with a "J."

I have no idea which donkey is which, but they were all absolutely lovely.
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Training the donkeys how to work the treadmill takes up to a year and a half...

Donkeys were first recorded as being used to draw water from the well in 1696, although until 1880 only one was kept at the castle.

This is how you care for donkeys, if you are lucky enough to own them...

It was Jack's turn today, and here he is with one of his handlers.  The talk she gave was very interesting- historically the poor beasts once had to work on the treadmill for up to 16 hours a day.

The courtyard well is 49m deep and holds water to a depth of 12m.  It was dug after the well in the keep failed in 1136, and the treadmill used to raise the bucket was probably originally turned by prisoners.

Nowadays the donkeys are licensed to work for no more than six minutes a day...

Jack- who is known as the naughtiest (and most affectionate) of the donkeys is something of an escape artist, and will find his way out of anywhere you put him!
He successfully raised the bucket from the depths of the well.
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The gunpowder store...

View inside, and the the gunpowder was kept below ground...

The motte ditch beside the keep was once at least 4m deep and was infilled in the 14th century (possibly 1335, when other improvements were made to the defences).

The keep is accessed by 71 steep steps up the motte, and may have once been used as accommodation.

The keep was the ultimate refuge of the castle.
View down and you have to be careful ascending and descending these- whilst strong and sound, they are of varying heights.  

This well appears to be original, and may be the failed well which ran dry in 1136.  Water supply is a real problem on this chalk hilltop.

The well was dug to a depth of at least 48m- which is its current depth- to reach water.

Garderobe (that's a khazi to us modern day folk!)

View down from the curtain wall, and the fact that the well ran dry meant that Baldwin de Redvers (a supporter of Henry I's daughter, Matilda) had to surrender the castle to King Stephen in 1136, during the civil war of the time.  His family did not regain control until 1153.

The view down the keep, overlooking the curtain wall.

View over Carisbrooke...

The SuperDean is the red figure at the end, and this view takes in Carisbrooke Cemetery.

The road we had walked up to access the castle...

The building at the back right houses Bowling Green Apartment, where you can stay.  Prices start at £400 (low season) for a three night break.

From this height the castle grounds look like a little self-contained village!  The well house is the dinky-looking building at the front of the photo.

You can see the stables from here, and opposite them is the south-east range, which nowadays houses the tea room and education centre.

Patchwork fields...

Village view and could that be the Solent in the distance?

Arrowloop. and this picture is simply perfect!

The Bowling Green was once earthworks outside the castle, added during refortifications in 1587...

Their purpose was to provide additional protection against gunfire.

It was refashioned into a bowling green to provide entertainment for the imprisoned King Charles I. 

South-east bastion...

The cannon on the two bastions are 19th century naval guns, given to the castle in the 20th century.

North-east bastion.

Walking the curtain wall, looking down into Carey's Mansion.  A kitchen once stood on this area.

George Carey was a cousin of Elizabeth I, and she appointed him captain of the island in 1583.  He built his mansion to provide accommodation befitting his rank and household.

Built between 1584 and 1586, it is an extension and modification of the Constable's Lodging.

Carey remained captain until his death in 1604.  Original fireplaces survive at both ends of what was once possibly a long gallery, used for exercise and recreation.

I just had to stick my head up the chimney!

  The privy garden dates back to the 12th century.  From the 17th century it was a garden for governors and captains, and became Princess Beatrice's private garden in 1913.

The Princess Beatrice Garden, viewed from the curtain wall, and a better view of Bowling Green Apartment at the centre back.

Princess Beatrice's husband- Prince Henry of Battenberg- was made governor of the island after their 1885 marriage. 

After Henry's death in 1896, Beatrice succeeded him in this role.
This statue is by Philip Blacker, and shows Isle of Wight bred WWI General Jack Steely astride his horse, Warrior.

Little nook.
The last deputy governor of the island died in 1913, and Beatrice decided to take up residence at the castle.

Rickety stairs.
Up until then she'd been living above the Durbar Room at nearby Osbourne House.

More stairs which go nowhere!
Beatrice was in residence mainly in the summer, and this period is still remembered by some islanders.

The Edwardian-inspired garden as we see it was designed in 2009 and is based on the original layout.

The garden is divided into quarters with a fountain at its centrepiece, and plants which reflect the spirit of the ages.

Sometimes I can take a stunning photograph that's "just right."  Now is one of those times, even with a SuperDean invading my shot!

A decorative palm tree, and Beatrice's standard flew over the keep when she was in residence for 25 years, until 1938.

Winter flowers, and Princess Beatrice died in Sussex in 1944.

King Charles I was brought here as a prisoner for 10 months, from 1647-48.  He was allowed relative freedom at first, but then tried to escape three times.  The second attempt would have been from this area, where bedrooms had been built by George Carey some 60 years earlier. 

He was betrayed by his two guards- they had taken money to help him escape, and then cruelly turned him in.

This is Countess Isabella's window.  Isabella de Fortibus was one of the greatest landowners in England at a time when it was uncommon for a woman to hold such power.  As well as inheriting her husband's lands, she also inherited the estates of her brother, Baldwin de Redvers, and held on to everything- including this castle- until her death, in 1293, when she sold her lands on to Edward I.
She made many transformations to the castle including this great chamber for herself.  It had glazed windows; a luxury at the time.

The Carisbrooke parish gun dates from 1549 and is displayed at the museum door.  Each parish had a gun like this for defence purposes.

Since 1951 Carisbrooke Castle Museum has sat in what was once the Great Hall, and the Lower Gallery is devoted to the history of Carisbrooke Castle.
Here is a model showing what the castle once looked like.

William de Montacute was the Earl of Salisbury, and lord of the island from 1386-97.  This fireplace is the main surviving medieval feature in the hall, and was inserted by him.

Chainmail attire, and there is a lot to see in this museum- my photos only touch a small part of the collection.

The gallery tells the story of the castle through six of its most famous residents.  This cabinet is devoted to George Carey.

Walking stick in Charles I's cabinet...

Plaster maquette of the Princess Elizabeth monument.  She was Charles I's daughter, and she was brought here in 1650 following his execution.  She died aged 14, only weeks after her arrival, from a chill.
Henry, Duke of Gloucester, Charles's third son was also brought here.  He was 10, but was allowed to join his family in exile in 1653.

The Old Staircase leading to the Constable's Solar in the attached Constable's Lodging.  The constable was an important administrative official.

These delightful little fellows are gargoyles taken from a local demolished church...

Beautiful stained glass as we approached King Charles' Bedroom.

Once the Constable's "solar"- a private apartment away from the bustle of daily life at the castle- it became the room King Charles made his first escape attempt from.

The King's bed would have looked something like this...

On the night of March 20th, 1648 he attempted to shimmy through this window, but became wedged between the bars!

The Ashburnham Collection sits inside a room just off this, with objects passed down through the family of John Ashburnham.  He was a loyal and most trusted courtier and treasurer, and was paymaster of the King's army during the English Civil War.

A locket containing a piece of King Charles's hair, encased in a glass and gold pendant.  It was taken from his coffin when his tomb was excavated and his body exhumed, in 1813.

This room houses some of the King's personal possessions- including rare surviving examples of early Stuart court textiles- which he used until his execution.

King Charles I (1600-49) was beheaded at the Palace of Whitehall, London.

This Upper Gallery section is called Island Stories.
This is a Roman Janus Head, with two faces looking in opposite directions.  He was worshipped at "beginnings" (weddings, births, planting, etc.)
I just thought the facial expression resembled me in a bad mood!!!! 

This cabinet is dedicated religious life.

Toys...

Wartime...

School days...

Contemporary collecting...

Victorian dolls' house...

Of course, being a shoe fetishist,  I just had to take a photo of the shoe cabinet!😉

The museum contains a room full of pictures of local places.  The Needles are three stacks of chalk which raise out of the sea at the furthermost western point of the island.
 We didn't go- it was a hell of a distance to get to on the bus and the viewing chairlift was not open when we were there.

Appuldurcombe House is a partially restored house shell which was also not open during our visit.
Oh well- maybe next time!

We did go to Osbourne House- Queen Victoria's island hideaway.  I'm not sure if I'll be blogging about it- whilst my outside photos came out okay, my inside pictures were lacking, and you can't visit the bedroom section of the house in winter anyway.
Oh well, I'll just have to return...😁  

We had some dreadful weather in the Isle of Wight!  On the wettest day we took the bus just up the coast to Shanklin, as we've stayed in the area before.
Here's a photo looking down into the Old Village; past The Crab Inn, The Old Thatch Teashop and King Harry's Bar. 

Vernon Cottage has a lovely beer garden, which we have been to on a much nicer day.
The building looks like something out of a fairytale!

We ate at Tommy Bradshaw's Bar and Bistro 14 years ago (I remember having a fishy on a fish-shaped dishy!) but it wasn't called that then.  We popped in for a G&T and shelter from the rain.

Overlooking  Daish's Hotel which I remembered, and it was my landmark for locating the restaurant/ bar we'd eaten at before.

Hotels overlooking the Solent in Ryde, where both the ferry and hovercraft arrive/ depart.

Ryde Pier is the second longest seaside pier in the country (shorter only than Southend Pier), at 1,740 feet.  It opened in 1814 and reached its present length by 1842.

Our hovercraft, taken in Portsmouth as we waited to depart.

It was the first time I'd been on a hovercraft!

Our hovercraft in dock after our arrival, taken from Ryde Pier.

Isle of Wight, I have plans to return for work (blog and vlog) purposes.

Until then,

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Friday, 1 March 2024

YOUTUBE NATIONAL POO MUSEUM VLOG LIVE...

My National Poo Museum, Sandown, Isle of Wight vlog is now live!


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In this delightful place you can polish a turd and sniff a turd, and in my vlog- which is far from shit- you'll get to find out my favourite word for a bowel movement...
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This vlog is a narrated photo montage as the museum is situated in a former public toilet and is therefore quite small- I don't think they allow more than 20 people in at any one time- and it was tricky enough trying to duck between heads and photograph artefacts, so filming would probably come out staccato and wobbly.  That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!

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Monday, 26 February 2024

MISS ELAINEOUS VISITS THE NATIONAL POO MUSEUM...

 It was by chance that I found this delightful place whilst staying in Sandown, Isle of Wight.  It wasn't on my tourist guide and I passed it at least four times on the bus before noticing it.  My excuse?  We had two days of bad weather, and I hadn't been able to see out of the window for the rain and condensation.  But find it I did, so I popped in.  

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I mentioned to the lady in charge that I have a British postcard/ Carry On film sense of humour, in that anything to do with tits, bums and willies will make me laugh, and you can add to that anything lavatorial such as human excretions.
But she said the main point of the museum was to demystify an often taboo subject into something we need to have a conversation about- after all changes in poo can sometimes signify a change in health.

Here is the Bristol Stool Scale, used by the medical profession to classify stools.  Everyone is given a marble as they enter, and you have to put it into the jar which corresponds with your last poo.  I'm pleased to say I was normal!

This micro-museum is situated in an old public toilet-so therefore is quite small and narrow- and originally opened as a mobile museum in 2016.  It is filled with poo artefacts such as this elaborately decorated toilet bowl, which you can talk into!

Picture of the inside of the guts...

The Optimus was invented by Stevens Hellyer circa 1870, and was said to be Queen Victoria's favourite loo.  She even used one on the royal train.  Unlike other passengers, she only used it when the train was stationary!
Well, she was the Queen...

Seeing these beautiful loos reminded me of Lucinda Lampton, who presented a TV programme I saw back in the 1990s, called On The Throne- The History of the Lavatory.  She's also written a book on the subject, called Temples of Convenience and Chambers of Delight.  I will check it out.
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I was reminded of the Kate Bush album, 50 Words For Snow, and of the erudite Stephen Fry chanting said words over one hauntingly melodic track.
I am going to lower the tone (or am I?  The point of the exhibition is to redefine poo into something we can openly discuss) and will give you 50 words or euphemisms for poo, starting now...

excreta : number two : scat : coprolite : caca : cak:  
dropping the kids off at the swimming pool :
dropping a log

This old toilet cubicle also contained a collection of items which found their way into cesspits in Nottingham during Victorian times.

An Eastern toilet.  You can squat over this and take a selfie (I refrained!)  I've seen these in India.

You can jump into this old cubicle and take a ride on The No. 2 Circular Line, which discusses the lifecycles of poo parasites.

Microscope screen, which was actually looking at a Peacock butterfly caterpillar poo in real time...

turd : crap : jobbie : whoopsie : poop : doo-doo :
having a muck out :
pinching a loaf

The workings of the microscope...

Wall of poos, and the wombat poo to the top left appears to be square!  One would assume that wombats have a square bumhole...

Cowpat...

Human poo, and the average human adult does 128g of poo every day...

BM (bowel movement) : ordure : feculence : faeces : chair leg : load :
unburden my bowels :
talk shit to john

An elephant poo- quite large as you would expect...

Details of dung beetles, who love to chow down on poo...

Another makeshift telephone; this time a bedpan.  The museum also has games for kids, such as a "guess which animal did this" section.

This cabinet is devoted to the different ways people have wiped their bums throughout history.
I do love the sponge-on-a-stick, which dates back to Roman times, and it's where the phrase "the wrong end of the stick" stems from.  My mother was much more base- in our house that saying became "the shitty end of the stick," as in "Why do I always get the shitty end of the stick?"
Well, at least she was historically correct!

shit : shite : BBT (big, brown and terrible) : stool : Eartha Kitt : Tom Tit :
build a log cabin :
lay some bricks

You can even sniff Hyraceum, which is the semi-fossilised droppings of the Rock Hyrax, a mammal native to Africa and the Middle East.  It's nature's perfume, and smelt surprisingly nice and musky!  

It is used in traditional medicine and for making perfume.
That shouldn't come as any surprise- ambergris is formed from whale bile duct secretions and considered highly valuable in perfume making. 

You can even polish a turd- which I did- and this is lion poo.
Piece of useless information- at the age of 10, in computer studies, we had to create a flow cart.  I did mine based around the act of going to the toilet.  I was lavatorial even then, and the teacher said she found my submission most interesting!

The Whiffalizers are set up in what were once men's urinals, and the object is to guess the whiff.  You could get mint... You could get coconut... Or you could get poo...

baby's arm : fudge : log : defecate : secretion : motion :
give birth to a food baby :
curl one out

You press on the foot pump and the whiff arises.  The poo one actually smelt quite nice!   These certainly brought out my puerile side!  At an entrance fee of £5 for adults and £2.50 for kids, this place is definitely worth half-an-hour to forty-five minutes of your time. 

Flush interactive installations, where you can pull the chain and see if the items featured can go down the loo...

I've read many times before that only the three Ps should go down- that's Pee, Poo, and Paper...

A fatberg can form in your pipes if you throw forbidden things down the lavatory, and no one wants that- these will really mess up your plumbing system.

doodie : steam baby : nugget : business : brick : brownie : grunty :
launch a scud missile :
sit on the throne

Cloacina was the goddess who presided over the Cloaca Maxima- also known as the Greatest Drain- which was the main discharge outfall of the sewers in Rome.  She is joined by Concordia; Roman goddess of harmony.

A Roman toilet where you can take a selfie (again I declined!)
This museum certainly takes a step in the right direction when if comes to breaking through the poo taboo.  After all, everyone does it, even the King- although I'm sure he uses a gold plated throne!
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I now need to include number 50 in my poo words and euphemisms list, and that's my favourite word for it- I'm common, so it's...
DUMP
There are many other words and expressions for poo- do tell me yours!

My lettering colour, and backing colour for my vlog (created at the same time as this blog) had to be brown, of course, and choosing which shade reminded me of these two chaps- controversial artists Gilbert & George, who have used faecal matter as a subject for some of their creations. 
Photo: Dar Tar

I saw a programme about the making of their 1995 exhibition, The Naked Shit- which, whilst being suitably vulgar, actually has a deeper meaning- and they described mixing the correct turd colour.  They named it "arse brown," then expanded upon it by renaming it "George Michael's arse brown."  
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Shitted, 1983, by Gilbert & George.
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I finished my day with a stroll along the cliff path overlooking Sandown, where we were staying...

View south, and Sandown gets mixed reviews.  Indeed, I spotted at least one huge but dilapidated hotel on the seafront- a sad sign of the times.

A shout out to the Boardwalk Cafe on Sandown Pier- they have a great selection of grub and I just had to try this Gothic ice cream.  It was simply black vanilla, but only I could fancy food just after visiting a poo museum!
(By the way, it gave me a black bowel movement...)
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Photo: Dean P. Grant

Sandown Pier on the day we arrived...

Sandown Pier at night...

Waxing moon over a hotel opposite the pier...

Beautiful sunrise over Sandown Pier on the day we left.  Typical!  We had two days when it absolutely tipped it down!  But we just got on with it, as you do.

The Isle of Wight, I will return.

Until then...

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Thursday, 22 February 2024

YOUTUBE PLANTATION GARDEN VLOG LIVE...

My  Plantation Garden, Norwich vlog is now live.


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I'm quite pleased that this blog is almost entirely about the moving image rather than the still, and I've impressed myself with the fact that I'm really getting a grasp on how to manipulate Clipchamp, as well as Canva!

Known to locals as Norwich's Secret Garden, the Plantation Garden was created over a period of 40 years following 1856, after successful Norwich upholsterer, cabinet maker and Baptist minister Henry Trevor (1819-1897) acquired a disused chalk quarry.  He built Plantation House and set about creating what is now known as one of the finest surviving Victorian gardens in England.
Its layout is very lovely; with a perfectly manicured lawn, uniform flower beds, a wooden walkway and bridge, a summerhouse, an Italianate terrace and a Gothic fountain.  It also has a medieval-style wall which is a mosaic of brick and tile, and contains faces, shapes and symbols.

I also popped inside the nearby Catholic Cathedral of St John the Baptist, and checked out Dragon Hall, which dates from 1430 and is one of Norwich's iconic buildings.

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Monday, 5 February 2024

YOUTUBE LEIGH-ON-SEA VLOG LIVE...

 Come and see my Leigh-on-Sea vlog!


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The first time I ever visited Leigh-on-Sea, which is just up the road from larger Southend-on-Sea, Essex, was the day Queen Elizabeth II died.  It was a changeable day weatherwise, and we decided to go home fairly early as the heavens opened and we didn't feel hungry enough to chill out in a restaurant for a bit.  She would have died when we were on the train home.😢 

The last time we visited was a few days before Christmas, and the town was pretty full of those who haven't heard of the internet doing their last minute shopping!😄

At least on that occasion Leigh Heritage Centre was open and, as well as a photo montage, I actually have some salvageable film taken in there.  Yes, this teaching myself film-making is definitely a comedy of errors!
I will also show you an art gallery with artists' studios; The Cundit, which is a stone that marks the site of the old conduit fountain at the head of the spring which gave the old village its water supply; and a haberdashery with inspirational fashion quotes, amongst other interesting things.

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Sunday, 28 January 2024

LITTLE LOVE by HERBERT KASTLE

 LITTLE LOVE

by

HERBERT KASTLE



THE BLURB:
Nick Leib walked into the shop and saw her.

She was about half her age but the tingling in his groin told him that wasn't going to mean a thing.

It began as a novelty, like the toys he carried in his sample case. But little by little- as they clung to each other in bed, and played hell with each other out of it- he had to admit that things were getting more than a little serious.

Then he knew he had to keep her at all costs.


THE REALITY:
This 1973 beauty has been described as a bit of a trashy novel- up there with the likes of Jacqueline Susann and Jackie Collins- and it is! And it's fantastic! This is the second time around with this one for me- I first read it thirty years ago, when my mum found it at a jumble sale and presented it to me. It didn't disappoint then, and it didn't now. My one dislike was in the proofreading (mistyped words, letters left off and a totally wrong word obviously used, and it wasn't hard to work out what should have been typed), and I totally loved the fact that our Little Love, Ellie, shares the same birthday as me. Little things please little minds, etc...

This, to me, is a sad, heartbreaking book. We've all been there and pursued a relationship which would be better left alone, but sometimes the physical draw is just... too much to resist. And why should you? Chemistry is not a bad place to start when building a relationship. But... this pair are a car crash couple. Why, oh why, can they both not take a step back, have a think and be honest about what they want from each other? And why can't they commit properly and not (spoiler alert) sleep with other people during their romance, although the way sex is used to mask insecurity, and also as an act of revenge is discussed in a somewhat raw manner. The affairs of this couple's hearts come across clearly, destructively and painfully, as does Nick's descent into pathetic obsession, and that's good penmanship. Nick's profession is as an inventor of toys, and I like the way he compares the things he goes through to a game.

The writing was very much of its time and excellent, with the characters and their background stories fully and skilfully explored, and we learn the effect abuse can have on an individual soul. I loved the playground of the east coast of the USA (I've been to New York and Florida, too) and the way the customs and culture of that time and place were described.

The lengths Nick will go to to keep his girl are astonishing and violent, and his behaviour when he does have her questionable- it's almost like he only wants her when he can't have her, although we are assured this is not the case. When Ellie, at the end questions how he got away with all he did, we have to ask that too (although I'm glad he did- I have a special ball of affection for an anti-hero!) About the time of my first read, I had a long, drawn-out break-up with someone, and I think we can all relate to that guts-shot-to-pieces feeling, when it seems like we haven't eaten properly for an age. 

The ending was brief, sad and great, and possibly the only way this heart-rendering novel could go. This one can stay in my bookcase awhile.




Friday, 26 January 2024

YOUTUBE SOUTHEND-ON-SEA VLOG LIVE...

My Southend-on-Sea vlog is now live!


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The first time I ever walked down Southend Pier was with this chap, in either 1996 or 1997.
He was really pleased to find a massive weighing scale down the end of the pier (it went up to 24 stone), as he was too heavy for standard bathroom scales!
He was called "Big Wayne" for a reason, and was 6'5" tall with a 52" chest and weighed 19½ stone. I took a photo of him standing on that scale but have no idea where it is now- I know I don't have it.
But I dedicated my Southend vlog to him, as you will find out when you watch it...


Come and see the unusual side to Southend-on-Sea, as I take you to Never Never Land, a Wunderkammer, and also through Southend Cliff Gardens, as well as strolling down the world's longest pier.
Whilst my videography was better than previous efforts it was still somewhat lacklustre, so this is another photo montage, taken over several different visits.

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Southend Cliff Gardens:-


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Southend Pier Museum:-


Never Never Land:-

 
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