A slightly different view of the big trees of Firestone Copse.
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Tuesday, 2 August 2016
War memorial 2
Another view of the Willis-Fleming memorial at Havenstreet.
Interesting mix of building materials: stone tiles, oak carpentry and wrought iron trimmings and gates. With the masonry being the humble breeze block. Perhaps breeze block was a respectable - modern even - building material at the time but it is hard to see English Heritage using the stuff in one of their renovations. Maybe they have the excuse that, with the demise of both steel and gas works, it is hard to get it.
A little run down, but still in use with the most recent tablet being dated 6th January 2015.
At the pub they thought that there was more than one memorial of this sort. One of the others might be that at reference 1.
Reference 1: http://www.northstoneham.org.uk/warshrine/news/2010/06/oak-roof-frame.html.
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Interesting mix of building materials: stone tiles, oak carpentry and wrought iron trimmings and gates. With the masonry being the humble breeze block. Perhaps breeze block was a respectable - modern even - building material at the time but it is hard to see English Heritage using the stuff in one of their renovations. Maybe they have the excuse that, with the demise of both steel and gas works, it is hard to get it.
A little run down, but still in use with the most recent tablet being dated 6th January 2015.
At the pub they thought that there was more than one memorial of this sort. One of the others might be that at reference 1.
Reference 1: http://www.northstoneham.org.uk/warshrine/news/2010/06/oak-roof-frame.html.
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Firestone Copse
In the olden days we used to visit the Queen's Bower, a piece of National Trust woodland behind Sandown, known to us for the wonderful stand of large beech trees in the middle of it and known to the Ordnance Survey as Borthwood Copse. And with the online version of their map seeming to lose the National Trust bit.
Of late, we have taken to visiting Firestone Copse instead, a mixed wood operated by the Forestry Commission and doubling as a recreational site, complete with car park and made up paths.
Visited this year on a rest day after a couple of days of strenuous beaching. Started the day by failing to make it to the Ashey Down sea mark, its field turning out to contain cows, which I find rather off-putting the same side of the fence. So off to Firestone Copse, a two part visit with one walk before lunch, Havenstreet for lunch and a second walk after lunch.
Havenstreet being a straggly but versatile village. Heritage railway to the southwest, heritage sun camp (deep in the woods, see reference 2) to the southeast. A village pub, friendly but primarily a pub-grub operation. A village hotel, a large red brick affair, having done time both as an asylum for both sufferers from TB and as an asylum for sufferers from mental illness. More time as a holiday home for congregational ministers. Just to the north of the village there is an unusual memorial, set on top of an open hill above a dairy farm and originally built, I think, to memorialise a son lost in the first war, but now a memorial to the Willis Fleming family more generally, a grand family which now has a grand web site (reference 1), rather than a grand bricks-and-mortar estate. We picnic'd outside the memorial: fine views over the island but rather hot out in the open.
Back to Firestone Copse where we were pleased to find some large and old pine trees, very tall and straight. No idea what they were, but they were impressive. And a fair amount of carex pendula.
Onto Quarr Abbey which was rather too full of tourists (like ourselves, to be fair) for comfort.
And so home to the Kynge's Well for our evening meal, the place which used to be called the Dark Horse and have a more complicated menu, a menu enlivened by its being chalked up on a board each evening by a pretty young barmaid. A very elaborate chalking it was too. Our waitress on this occasion was more homely than pretty or young, but very pleasant for all that and we had a serviceable if not memorable meal. We forgot to check whether the well for which the pub had been renamed was still present in the other room. See reference 3 for one of our previous visits.
PS: the loss of the National Trust designation turns out to be a matter of scale. At the largest scale the online maps from Ordnance Survey drop the National Trust - and other holiday maker stuff. An example of what googlemaps do not do, with my understanding being that there is a single map underlying what you see in googlemaps, irrespective of the scale of display. Ordnance Survey do something rather more complicated - and more expensive. Only viable in the context of a small island.
Reference 1: http://www.willisfleming.org.uk/.
Reference 2: http://pumpkinstrokemarrow.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=havenstreet and http://www.valeriansunclub.com/.
Reference 3: http://pumpkinstrokemarrow.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=ambrosia+dark+horse.
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Of late, we have taken to visiting Firestone Copse instead, a mixed wood operated by the Forestry Commission and doubling as a recreational site, complete with car park and made up paths.
Visited this year on a rest day after a couple of days of strenuous beaching. Started the day by failing to make it to the Ashey Down sea mark, its field turning out to contain cows, which I find rather off-putting the same side of the fence. So off to Firestone Copse, a two part visit with one walk before lunch, Havenstreet for lunch and a second walk after lunch.
Havenstreet being a straggly but versatile village. Heritage railway to the southwest, heritage sun camp (deep in the woods, see reference 2) to the southeast. A village pub, friendly but primarily a pub-grub operation. A village hotel, a large red brick affair, having done time both as an asylum for both sufferers from TB and as an asylum for sufferers from mental illness. More time as a holiday home for congregational ministers. Just to the north of the village there is an unusual memorial, set on top of an open hill above a dairy farm and originally built, I think, to memorialise a son lost in the first war, but now a memorial to the Willis Fleming family more generally, a grand family which now has a grand web site (reference 1), rather than a grand bricks-and-mortar estate. We picnic'd outside the memorial: fine views over the island but rather hot out in the open.
Back to Firestone Copse where we were pleased to find some large and old pine trees, very tall and straight. No idea what they were, but they were impressive. And a fair amount of carex pendula.
Onto Quarr Abbey which was rather too full of tourists (like ourselves, to be fair) for comfort.
And so home to the Kynge's Well for our evening meal, the place which used to be called the Dark Horse and have a more complicated menu, a menu enlivened by its being chalked up on a board each evening by a pretty young barmaid. A very elaborate chalking it was too. Our waitress on this occasion was more homely than pretty or young, but very pleasant for all that and we had a serviceable if not memorable meal. We forgot to check whether the well for which the pub had been renamed was still present in the other room. See reference 3 for one of our previous visits.
PS: the loss of the National Trust designation turns out to be a matter of scale. At the largest scale the online maps from Ordnance Survey drop the National Trust - and other holiday maker stuff. An example of what googlemaps do not do, with my understanding being that there is a single map underlying what you see in googlemaps, irrespective of the scale of display. Ordnance Survey do something rather more complicated - and more expensive. Only viable in the context of a small island.
Reference 1: http://www.willisfleming.org.uk/.
Reference 2: http://pumpkinstrokemarrow.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=havenstreet and http://www.valeriansunclub.com/.
Reference 3: http://pumpkinstrokemarrow.blogspot.co.uk/search?q=ambrosia+dark+horse.
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Idioms
Still with the trawlers this morning, where I come across the following: 'Va donc voir à la cuisine si j'y suis, Julie...'. This from the café owner to the bar maid, before starting a confidential chat with Maigret, in a near empty café.
Which, literally, seems to mean 'go and see if I am in the kitchen'. Which I then think might be some funny French idiom for 'buzz off, I want a private word with Maigret'. I then go to reference 1, where I get confused between the first person singular of être and suivre. Is the owner saying 'get on into the kitchen and I'll follow you in a moment'. Eventually I settle for the first interpretation.
Along the way learning from Larousse that 'sierra' is the Spanish for a saw, also for a chain of mountains. Whereas I had thought from Clint Eastwood films that the high sierra was more or less a synonym for the high plains, say the Colorado or the Columbia plateau, rather than the mountains themselves. Cold in the winter and hot in the summer.
PS: or possibly a Belgian idiom. A bit of Liégeois slang, that being where Simenon came from.
Reference 1: http://www.linguee.fr/francais-anglais/search?source=auto&query=suis.
Which, literally, seems to mean 'go and see if I am in the kitchen'. Which I then think might be some funny French idiom for 'buzz off, I want a private word with Maigret'. I then go to reference 1, where I get confused between the first person singular of être and suivre. Is the owner saying 'get on into the kitchen and I'll follow you in a moment'. Eventually I settle for the first interpretation.
Along the way learning from Larousse that 'sierra' is the Spanish for a saw, also for a chain of mountains. Whereas I had thought from Clint Eastwood films that the high sierra was more or less a synonym for the high plains, say the Colorado or the Columbia plateau, rather than the mountains themselves. Cold in the winter and hot in the summer.
PS: or possibly a Belgian idiom. A bit of Liégeois slang, that being where Simenon came from.
Reference 1: http://www.linguee.fr/francais-anglais/search?source=auto&query=suis.
Monday, 1 August 2016
Water Board
The pavement scene outside our holiday cottage in Brading, with nine traps serving the water supply of the nine cottages.
One wonders whether in a new development, the nine small traps would have been rationalised into one larger one. While one can be fairly sure that you would not get sturdy cast iron any more, rather some thin galvanised substitute.
PS: I am surprised at myself now in that I did not attempt to lift the blue cross trap in an endeavour to work out what the blue cross signified.
One wonders whether in a new development, the nine small traps would have been rationalised into one larger one. While one can be fairly sure that you would not get sturdy cast iron any more, rather some thin galvanised substitute.
PS: I am surprised at myself now in that I did not attempt to lift the blue cross trap in an endeavour to work out what the blue cross signified.
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