Sunday, 23 November 2014

Tripping around Southwalk

Surprised to see the sandy banks of the Thames at low tide.
To start our day off by the Thames, I found that my tongue had been tripping over the pronunciation - Londoners don't say southwalk; they say sou-thack. Thanks R for saving me from sounding like an embarrassing tourist before we left your place! If I have to look like one I'd rather not sound like one as well - let's just pretend my Kiwi accent, that has upset all the Bens in the schools I teach in, doesn't give me away!

The tallest building in London
The Shard - piercing the mist behind the TATE
Halfway to the station I realised I'd left my phone charging in the Rev's Apple so had to run back while M topped up the oyster cards. We were meeting my cousin for lunch and all her contact details were in the electronic rather than biological memory. I hurry scurried back and forth, I blame this unexpected exertion for the day's unbalancing! We caught a black cab from Euston station as a treat, so we could see where we were going. It dropped us right outside the gallery, quite literally for I caught my heel in the hem of my skirt as I got out and nearly landed on my face -  a cherry start to the day for the hundreds of apartment windows looking down all around.

Petal was due at the TATE Modern for her 'Abstraction of Natural Forms' day course, so we got in early and started the morning with breakfast at Flinder's Arms on the south bank of the river. She energised up for the day with a chocolate muffin, hot chocolate and a hashbrown.  Pretty challenging to look out over the river to the dome of St Paul's, down to London bridge and the autumnal silver birches in front of the TATE. Luckily the only time it rained all day was during breakfast - the lack of cover on London streets and the deathly jumble of jostling umbrellas blocking the skyline makes a wet London unpleasant.

Petal couldn't resist an explore
We were amazed to see that the banks of the low tide Thames have lovely golden sand. there was even a fashion shoot happening; bordered by flocks of pigeons pecking out the little proteins swishing around in the lapping tide. A busking sand sculptor was working further down with his young dog tied to a stake which he had circled too often and gotten himself out of reach of his toy monkey. The dog's attempts to rip out the stake while he kept one eye on his toy was a lot more entertaining than the sculpting.

Petal joined her art group in the Turbine Hall of the gallery, within sight of the Richard Tuttle piece that was too big to fit with the rest of his retrospective exhibition in the Whitechapel Gallery. It's title - 'I Don't Know. The Weave of Textile Language' doesn't offer a lot of interpretation. It looks a little like one of the Wright bother's prototypes that never got off the ground. Tuttle is a famous US textile sculptor and has traveled around the world to find and create new fabrics for his works.

'I Don't Know'- Exhibit by Richard Tuttle - American textile sculptor of giant repute.
In the Turbine Hall at TATE Modern.
Paddington is a long way from his station
We left Petal with a woman with a back pack full of sticks and a suitcase full of art materials and 10 or so other students and headed back out to the Thames. Willow and I could have spent a lot of time and poundage in the Galley stores - they have a great collection of beautiful things.

After looking through the tables full of books for sale under the Blackfriars bridge M pointed out the rushing of time so we headed for Waterloo station to go back up to Euston. As I walked along the bank - looking all around, trying to commit the sights to memory and camera chip I walked straight into a bench seat and brusied my shin through my boots. I could have nonchalantly sidestepped and no one would have noticed but Willow's explosive grin at my clumsiness made that impossible, she has an unhealthy love of all things farcical.  I think we let her watch too many episodes of funniest home videos when she was young.

The Southwalk 2nd hand book shop.
Willow purchased an old hard back and was given a vintage bag to carry it around in (Blockbuster Video Stores).
The Black Friar Theatre (red in background ) was built into a dissolved monastry in Renassiance times and housed Shakespeare's troupe when they weren't on their summer tour before the Globe was built.
One of the places on our must see list was the British Library's Treasure room. Even behind glass it is spine tingling to see the notes and sketches of Leonardo Da Vinci, scores of the earliest written music, handwritten compositions looking as messy or worse than my primary notation attempts by Bach, Pucell, Beethoven and Tchaikovsky. Jane Austin's writing desk was on display - no bigger than today's laptops - I wonder how many novels she would have pumped out with that technology. Her good copy of Persuasion was on display along side Harding's Tess (complete with several ink colours of corrections and alterations) and a couple of pages of Dickens (very hard to read). There were also many hand drawn copies of early Psalters and Book of Hours. One of the first 42 line Gutenburg Bibles was on display, the first ever printed book - too bad it was in Latin. Some beautifully decorated Qu'rans and Hindi texts were also on display.
The British Library is a very modern building full of atmosphere controlled reading rooms - no pens, pencils, phones etc allowed inside! I think it looks a little bit Forbidden cityish. The Gothic wonder behind is St Pancras Hotel.
Willow had arranged to meet a friend and they were able to go to the Gothic literature exhibition for free, the Frankenstein, Jekyll and Hyde and Dracula merchandise in the Library's gift shop didn't activate my Christmas shopping alert even though little tree decoration effigies of the characters were for sale.

Great choice thanks Holly
We should catch a play next time too.
We walked past the St Pancras Hotel - which is a red brick Gothic wonder itself - and caught the tube from Kings Cross to London Bridge. Popping out onto Gilbert Street I was a little worried about whether we would be able to find Holly anywhere.  The Borough Food Markets were bursting at the seams and people hid the footpaths entirely from view. We eventually found each other and walked down to a CafĂ© she had found for lunch.  The Chocolate Factory had really yummy dishes but only two offerings that had chocolate in them. Walking through the Borough Markets later we found a restaurant that had cacao in nearly every dish and ran cooking classes so we might have to visit this area again! http://www.hotelchocolat.com/uk/restaurants/locations/rabot-1745) These dishes are on their Christmas menu: Cacao-crust goat's cheese, spiced almonds, pumpkin puree, seasonal leaves (could just be cabbage!) Roast Duck confit, white chocolate mash, cacao-orange-cranberry sauce. Prosecco poached clementine, cacao pulp ice cream, almond-chocolate shortbread.  Hmm - yum.

It was so good catching up with all Holly's news and hearing what she has been up to during her first few months of her London adventure.  She had a little gift wrapped in tissue for the girls - keeping that Holley tradition alive. It brought back memories of my childhood when her mum, my older cousin bought me a pack of 30 felt tips when she went to Aussie - I can remember the surprise and excitement of being thought of and of sooo many colours(have always loved colouring in!) and they lasted for years. Gotta love those ties to extended family. We are looking forward to a visit from her up at Cambridge soon.
The Tower of London surrounded by ceramic poppies as a memorial to all the Commonwealth lives lost in WWI.
We had spent so long chatting over lunch that we were almost late picking Petal up from her course. M and Petal charged off to see the Ceramic Poppy display around the Tower of London while Willow, Maple and I stopped in at the Globe Theater and had a wee dream about watching a Shakespeare there one day. Their T-shirts have great patterns and quotes but the unisex high neck, unshaped trunk and square sleeves are only of any use as PJs and £20 is a bit much for that. Petal might be able to cut out the panels and applique them onto better designed shirts, or just create her own screen print stencils for us.

The Globe
I had a near miss in the Globe lady's loos though. There are two swing doors, one for entry and another for exit but they are unsigned and the exit is set back from the entry so you don't know it is there when you enter. The entire interior is a shiny red - walls merging into doors so it is very easy just to head back to where you came in to try and get out - I was very thankful that there was a lady in front of me, holding damp hands up like a T-Rex trying to use her hip to open the door when another lady entered with a big whoosh and sent her flying across the floor. Ouch - the exit swing door (both only swing the one way) was set back a meter, closer to the basins but with out a sign or border to separate the shape from the wall it was doing a good job at invisibility. The lady was a little ruffled but OK and I was very grateful to have been the second in line for exit!






Borough Markets: Center - A place for ale rather than theater.  Right - That building pops into most shots around Southwalk
We wandered around the Borough Markets. There were products from all over the UK and Europe. Luckily the cash machine was empty and none of the stores I wanted to spend money at had card facilities. I had a couple of £s in my pocket so was able to stop at a little store called - Chocolicious - the Raspberry and Balsamic truffle is possibly one of the best chocolates I've ever had. We wandered back over London Bridge and caught the tube back to Euston and onto Watford. M and Petal beat us back by half an hour.
The lights coming on in the 4 pm dusk.

Just Read:
Three books with a Venetian touch.  Getting ready for next summer hols with little Sis.

A Venetian friend of Willow's gave me 'Venice, Food and Wine'. It is a beautiful book full of Venetian recipes from 'Osteria Alle Testiere', a little place in the heart of Venice but Gilli says that the price tag reflects how exquisite the seafood is. Her mum translated into English for print.  How cool is that!

The Glassblower of Munaro by Marina Fiorato 2008 Beautiful Books
Not bad for a light read. Loved the setting and the peak into a glassblower's skills.

The Golden Egg by Donna Leon, a Commissario Brunetti Novel. 2013 Arrow Books
Interesting glimpse into the complexity of Italian law and order. A cleverly twisting plot but a very sad social comment on people who have little social/emotional intelligence and a respect for self over others. The full awfulness of the life lost is not unveiled until the final interviews this detective has about a case that never really looked like a murder.
Layers of architecture across the Thames.

Sunday, 9 November 2014

Ancient Stones around Wiltshire

A very cold wind whipping around Stonehenge, autumn 2014.
The boundary rope has been put far enough away to reduce the impact of other visitors in your photos.
Long before the Ancient Egyptians were cutting and carting stones for their Pyramids (4-2000 BCE), the Ancient Celts were placing enormous stones or wooden poles in circles around the Wiltshire countryside (7-2500 BCE). The most famous of these arrangements is also one of the youngest - Stonehenge.

A rope line prevented us from walking within the circle and touching the stones as Barack Obama was recently allowed to do. It held us beyond the ditch that archaeologists have found a skeleton of one they believe to be a sacrificial offering - a young healthy man killed by multiple flint arrow wounds - the flint arrow heads found within the rib cage. This person has been dated to the very end times of Stonehenge's influence.
A computer generated image of how Stonehenge would have looked
upon completion 4500 years ago from the Hidden Landscape project.
Three thoughts of Stonehenge have always sprung to mind since I first knew of the standing stones as a child. First were the Druids with their spooky chants, hypnotic potions and sacrifices. Second were the wild theories of it being a stargate for aliens. It is amazing how much is still being written about its alignment with the Great Pyramid and Ley lines; the stuff of my primary school story writing and many adolescent science fiction novels. The third element is certainly the one that supersedes the others while standing in front of it; how did ancient man get those stones there and why was the effort worth it?
Petal inspecting a prehistoric round house that the settlements in the area would have been populated with.
I'm not sure that Willow and Petal would have been able to move this by themselves.
A display outside the English Heritage Center at Stonehenge.
Visits must be pre-booked and a time selected.  Visit - http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/daysout/properties/stonehenge/  to do this.
A 360 degree film of the henge at midsummer solstice will be shown soon to give visitors a virtual walk through the stones.
Charlie wasn't allowed on site so he had a
long ball chase session before a sleep in the car.
The large standing stones were bought down 48km from Marlborough, probably on rope pulled sledges. Before the weathering of a couple 4000years, these stones were bright white and would have glowed in the light, reflecting the colours of sunrise and sunsets. The smaller blue stones in the center horseshoe came from Wales and there is evidence to suggest that whole families moved one stone each then settled on the plains. These smaller stones were rearranged a couple of times. A stone lined avenue lead to the henge to guide people to the entry point of the circle.

Even though we were joined by a couple of busloads of other people walking around the Henge, there was a remarkable quiet, the traffic from the nearby A road and the wind whistling over the fields was louder than the conversation. Yet still my senses were dead to the fizzy awe that I had always expected I'd feel. Any goosebumps were just a temperature thing. What I did feel though was a remarkable respect for the ancient humans that had measured, designed and laboured to create such a huge and long lasting edifice with only the basic laws of forces to assist them.
The stones had pegs carved out on the top for the matching hollows in the  lintels to sit on.
People have lived on the Salisbury plains since the stone age. Archaeologists have found settlements along the river Avon and have suggested that the area was important because of game(fossils of cow like animals 4x the size have been found in the valley) and because of an algae that grows in the river. This algae causes flint rocks taken from the stream to turn bright magenta as they dry. Such a colour would have been rare and awe inspiring according to archaeologist/anthropologist reasoning.
The ancients would have loved Willow's jumper. All they need is a mummy lintel, I don't think they would be strong enough!
The Hidden Landscape project lead by Birmingham University is using digital mapping(ground penetrating xray in conjunction with GPS tech as one example), archaeologists on quad bikes towing expensive equipment over the Wiltshire landscape. They have found 17 more henge type structures. http://www.birmingham.ac.uk/news/latest/2014/09/stonehenge-hlp-gallery.aspx .Circles of ditches or smaller stones have been found and ages of different towns and communities have been found.  The plains were a very busy place.  Their findings demonstrate that the Stonehenge landscape was used for grand burials and large excavations since around 7000 BCE when the Mesolithic people raised posts north west of the Stonehenge site.  The majority of stone works found were between c3600BCE and 1500BCE when farming seemed to replace trade and ritual on the site. Even with all this new data explaining why Stonehenge was built is still hypothetical.
This map shows the landscape around Stonehenge - about 6km across.
Go to http://www.cbc.ca/natureofthings/features/stonehenge-the-larger-landscape, hold your mouse over the green spots and it will explain what each site is. Stonehenge is the one at the end of the long white path from the river.
Woodhenge - so called because the post holes were arranged in concentric circles similar to Stonehenge, was investigated by Maud Cunnington in the 1920's. Piles of carefully place pottery and animal remains were found at the bottom of the post holes and the skeleton of a three year old child was found in the very center. Some have said that it is just a likely that this may have been the structure of a large building. It was built around the same time as the large sarsen (a very hard type of sandstone) stones were raised at Stonehenge.
Computer generated image of what the Woodenhenge may have looked like when in use.
Image from: http://www.pasthorizons.tv/henges-stonehenge-woodhenge-avebury-stanton-drew/
Patterned pottery and the use of copper, gold and later bronze indicate that the area was a trade hub around the time the Great Pyramid was being built. English bronze was stronger than European bronze because of the tin they added to the copper. Traders came from Europe to get it. Perhaps Stonehenge was a giant market place?  The obvious alignment with the midsummer sunrise and midwinter sunset would suggest that the careful circle maths of its surveyors meant it for more than a shopping arcade. Although today there are many more people in shops than churches on weekends, the mysteries of the world were still deep enough to demand a deity or two in the bronze age.
Avebury is the largest of any of the stone circles in Britain. Computer image from the same site as above.
The white is from the chalk common in the area.
Walking around Avebury - stiles and paths allow the public to walk through several properties built within the circle.
These stones at Avebury are made of the same stuff as Stonehenge but we can touch them - yay.
A fallen stone proves to be an excellent
squirrel lookout point
These circles with raised banks around the outside are different to Stonehenge which has a bank sloping down from the lower ridge of the ditch around the outside. The academics are wondering if the raised banks were for spectators to sit on and if games or trials - similar to the Roman ampitheatres were held within. It has even been suggested that the Stanton-Drew wooden circle, west of Avebury, may have been an arena for blood sport - hunters surrounded by 2x1 meter wooden pillars hunting down a beast released. There is a ridge running around the foot of the bank much like our modern arenas to be able to look for your allocated seat. The ditch would have prevented the animal escaping - image below.

Stanton-Drew  Buy the Film Standing with Stones: A journey through megalithic Britain Sosken and Bott.  The book is published by Thames and Hudson. Both available on Amazon.
Further south is Old Sarum is on the edge of the Salisbury Plains, half way between the River Avon and the River Bourne and where seven major roads running across England converged. The Romans enlarged the natural hill into significant earthworks and called it Sorbiodunum. The Britons inherited it, the Saxons took it and refortified it, Alfred added an outer entrenchment, Edgar lead Britain's defense against the Danes from this safe haven and William the Conqueror organised his new Feudal System in the south from here. 
A model of what the settlement looked like in Medieval times and the ruins now.
In the photo on the right: left foundation stones of the Old Sarum Cathedral, right I'm standing in the dungeon of the Castle.
The first stone Cathedral in the British Isles was completed on a lower terrace beside the Sarum Royal Castle in 1092. This pile of sacred stones began to disintegrate, dusting off its congregation, in only a Century. This and the lack of housing for religious orders, conflict with the townsfolk and the local garrison and lack of water saw the establishment of 'New Sarum' - now Salisbury, two miles away. The new Cathedral was consecrated there after only thirty eight years of work in 1258 and unlike its predecessor, is still standing.
Left: From the defenses of Old Sarum looking down to the New Cathedral.  Right: Salisbury city walls.
A tall spire was added to the Cathedral in the last binge of renovations and additions in 1380, it is the tallest stone spire built in Medieval times. Because the Cathedral only has 4ft foundations the supports of this new tower are now bowed by about 10in.
Salisbury Cathedral, the first Stone Cathedral in Britain.
Taking advantage of a very good Cafe in the Refectory
 The Chapter house holds Salisbury's copy of the Magna Carter which is on display. King John conceded 63 points of liberty to his Barons upon the field of Runnymead in 1215. King John instantly requested that Pope Innocent III have it annulled to return complete power to the throne. His stony heart was determined to maintain ultimate power for the throne and to bleed his enemies dry. He died the following year from dysentery whilst traveling to meet his foreign military backers. He left a 9yr old Henry III under the guardianship of William Marshal who had the Charter reissued.

The Charter became law in 1297. Nine of the sixty three liberties remain in UK law to this day. Those that were agreeing to the riddance of foreign soldiers fighting against the rebelling barons, freeing Welshmen and limiting the amount citizens were expected to pay towards providing a Kings' ransom, a Princess's marriage or a Prince's knighthood are probably unnecessary now. Liberties guarding free movement in and out of the country, city freedoms and widows' rights possibly still exist. The Magna Carter (Grand Charter in English) also influenced the United States Declaration of Independence and Bill of Rights. One of the 1297(Edward III) copies was given to Australia and is on display in Parliament House at Canberra.
Salisbury Cathedral Chapter House where a 1215 copy of the Magna Cater is displayed.
The idiom - Heart of Stone - has always meant someone who would not give into the pressure of empathy or entreaty, but after seeing how stone was pulled and marked into submission by a flint armed workforce I'm not sure that this heart is the unmovable force I visualised before. It is true that stone will stand longer in the corrosive elements but it can be shaped with the right tools. I wonder how many of today's iconic buildings will still be standing or even known about in another 5000 years.

Two books have the stones of Wiltshire at their heart.



A popular TV series was made of Follet's 'Pillars'. It took a close look at the engineering and politics of Cathedral building in England. I recently really enjoyed 2 of his Century trilogy - Fall of Giants and Winter of the World, the third - Edge of Eternity was a b-day pressie and will be consumed in the near future. I'll keep my eyes peeled in Cambridge's charity shops for a copy of Pillars.


Sarum was Rutherfurd's first dynastic novel, a spell binding read from prehistoric times through to the 20thC. This and Russka are my favourites, although London, Paris and The Forest were really good too. I have New York sitting on my shelf waiting to be read.








During my Googling I came across this strange site - would love to know if it is real and if it really serves any serious astronomical purpose. http://www.scoop.co.nz/stories/SC0502/S00048.htm
NZ Stonehenge?!
Stonehenge Aotearoa, an open-sky observatory, inspired by and built on a similar scale to the famous Stonehenge on England’s Salisbury Plains has been built in the Wairarapa countryside (1.5 hours from Wellington). Unique in New Zealand and internationally as a place of science and wonder this stunning new attraction officially opened on 12 February 2005. The story of and background to remarkable astronomical project is told in Awa Press’ exclusive/quintessential guide book Stonehenge Aotearoa: The Complete Guide.
A modern day version of the 4000-year-old English monument as it might have been, had it been built in the Southern hemisphere, Stonehenge Aotearoa, is backed by the New Zealand Government and Royal Society of the New Zealand, and is the brain child of members of the Phoenix Astronomical Society.
Taking well over 1000 hours of surveying and astronomical calculation plus a year of construction, Stonehenge Aotearoa combines Celtic and Babylonian astronomy, Polynesian navigation, and Maori starlore with modern scientific knowledge. It can be used to study the turning of the seasons – Nagaa huri o te waatu and the turning of the stars – Ngaahuri o ngaa whetu and to find equinoxes and solstices, eclipses and constellations.
The project manager of Stonehenge Aotearoa, Richard Hall with fellow astronomers Kay Leather and Geoffrey Dobson have written Stonehenge Aotearoa: The Complete Guide to explain the how, why, what’s and when’s of the New Zealand’s own Stonehenge. It takes you on a tour around the henge explaining: the significance of the giant stones and other features such as the central obelisk; how to use Stonehenge Aotearoa to observe the sun, moon and stars, eclipses and many other wonders of the night sky. In addition the guide book also includes fascinating information about the ancient original Stonehenge in England and other prehistoric stone circles around the world.
Richard Hall is one of New Zealand’s leading astronomers. He is also senior public programmes officer at Wellington’s Carter Observatory, founding member of the Phoenix Astronomical Society and author of the bestselling How to Gaze at the Southern Stars. Kay Leather has co-written The Work of the Gods with Richard/ Kay and Geoffrey Dobson are also both fellow astronomers and members of the Phoenix Astronomical Society. 

Stonehenge Aotearoa: The Complete Guide by Richard Hall, Geoffrey Dodson and Kay Leather
1st February. RRP $? Available from all good bookstores andwww.awapress.co.nz

Monday, 3 November 2014

Shakespeare's Birthplace

John Shakespeare's house - bought by a newly formed Shakespeare's Birthplace Trust after an American had put in an offer to buy it, with the intention to dismantle it and rebuild it in the States.  The Shakespeare Bookshop behind this property is a marvel.  The Bard was born in the room above and left of Willow.  Although it was cold we wondered where all the tourists were - good to get a photo without the masses sharing our shot though!
 "All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts" (As You Like It, Act II Scene VII) 
Both Shakespeare's entrance and exit were on the 23rd of April in Stratford-upon-Avon.

In truth the dates themselves are a little dramatic because all we have is his Baptism certificate for April 26 1564, but as at that time baptisms were always a few days after birth, the 23rd seems a close enough guess. The best guess for his cause of death seems to be typhus or stroke and the only time record we have of it is his burial on April 25 1616, at Holy Trinity Church.

Stratford-upon-Avon is a pleasant little town but without the past presence of the greatest English writer that has ever been published, it would just be another pretty town. It would still have a brown tourist road sign announcing its status as an 'Historic Market town' and would still be prone to flooding when the River Avon swells.
The main street through Shakespeare's Stratford-upon-Avon
Left: Walking past his Grammar school.  Centre: mr Nash's house(Elizabeth's first husband), the space where Shakespeare's New Place was and the Guild Hall across the road.  Right: Marlow's (a peer playwright of Shakespeare's) Restaurant, a statue of Shakespeare donated by a famous Regency player of Shakespeare's plays on the golden stone building.
He wrote a lot of silly characters to entertain the groundlings, 
usually including lots of toilet humour.
But William Shakespeare did live out his childhood, his grammar school education and the early years of his adult life here. His father was a very well to do businessman with a few strings to his bow, he tanned his own leather in the backyard for his glove making business and was fined a couple of times for shady deals on the wool exchange. Little Will would have grown up in the stinkiest house in town.

His dad became an alderman which provided Will and his brother Gilbert with a free Grammar School education. His father became Mayor of Stratford for a few years but then crashed from grace and the boys were removed from school to help the family's struggling fiances. Shakespeare was forced to leave school at 14 which explains why this literary genius never secured a University education. One of his teachers at King Edward IV Grammar School went on to found Corpus Christi college at Oxford. Other tutors in Latin, English, Greek, Classical authors and translation came from Oxford University because the town's aldermen paid excellent wages to their teachers. 

Spelling and maths were not subjects Shakespeare would have studied. Maths was considered to be little more than book keeping at the time and only people in trade needed to know that easily picked up skill. The only 'dictionaries' that existed in Shakespeare's time were word lists translated from Latin or Greek to English, none of them had common spellings or definitions. This must have given the written word - in English - a freedom that encouraged young Shakespeare on his way to invent over 1700 words still in use today. He spelt his own name at least three different ways - in fact the way we spell it now was never one of his options. Oh how my brain would revel in the freedom of 'open phonic expression'! Although Dr Johnson is a revered scholar, I cursed his 1755 Dictionary that took him 9yrs to complete, every Friday morning through primary school when my deep weakness was displayed to all. "But, for my own part, it was Greek to me". - (Julius Caesar Act I, Scene II).

The sudden poverty and exclusion from learning would certainly have been a motivating factor for Shakespeare's manic work ethic, which took him from his family to London for months and years at a time.
His Grammar School
At 18 he married his first love, Anne Hathaway, who happened to be 10 yrs older than him, a heiress to a goodly sum and pregnant. "My salad days, when I was green in judgment." - (Antony and Cleopatra Act I, Scene V). They lived in the cottage she inherited from her father and produced a daughter, Susannah, only 6 months after the wedding. Twins came along 2 years later. The twins, Judith and Hamnet were named after the Shakespeares' close friends, the Stratford Baker and his wife.  "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet". - (Romeo and Juliet Act II, Scene II). Anne Hathaway's cottage is a famous tourist site but is not on the walking tour of Stratford so we didn't have time to see it.
A canal from the River Avon on the flood plane - market tents along the road leading to the Royal Shakespeare Company.
This ice cream long boat should have been called 'Yoricks Ices'.  They love using their most famous citizen to flog stuff!
Shakespeare's son died when he was eleven, was his longest play and most emotionally fraught hero an adaption of his son's name?
"Everyone can master a grief but he that has it". - (Much Ado About Nothing Act III, Scene II). "Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love". (Hamlet, Act II, Scene II)

Susannah's House just down the road from the church.
Susannah married John Hall, a doctor who was the second most famous person in the town. His cures and advice were sought far and wide. He even distilled asorbic acid(Vitamin C) from local grasses to cure his wife's scurvy. He did this one hundred years or so before citrus fruits were found to be the cure for sailors. The Halls were left as the executors of Shakespeare's will, they inherited the bulk of his estate and both were considered wise and worthy citizens.  Their only child, Elizabeth had no children through two marriages but was a celebrated intellectual and married a nobleman with six children after her first husband's death. She died in her 60's, quite a feat in those times.

Judith's husband's house. The bottom story used
to be a cage for people waiting for 'community
justice'. The roundabout in front was where the
stocks and whipping post used to be.
Judith married a womanising vintner(someone who sells wine) who Shakespeare had such a strong dislike for that he rewrote his will to protect Judith's inheritance from her husband. I'm not quite sure what that meant but I guess she didn't get a lump sum! "Cry "Havoc," and let slip the dogs of war". - (Julius Caesar Act III, Scene I).They had three children but none of them lived long enough to provide Shakespeare with great-grandchildren.

It is strange that although Shakespeare had 7 siblings only one had children.  Joan's son William Hart acted with the famous King's men troupe in the 1630s, there is no record of his marriage but he reportedly fathered an illegitimate child, Charles Hart; who also became a famous actor in the Regency period. Shakespeare's youngest brother, Edmund followed him to London and acted with him there but died of the plague before producing any offspring. His brother Gilbert became a haberdasher and made the most of William's royal favour when the family was awarded(purchased) a coat of arms lifting them to the level of 'Gentlemen'. Gilbert didn't marry and had no children. Shakespeare's other sisters all died young. The Bard's candle has burned brightly through the centuries but no one can legitimately claim the burden of his ancestry.
Many of the houses in Stratford have been 'renovated' to look like the traditional tudor style.  These shops across the roundabout from Judith's house are an example of an original beside a modern copy. Costa is the 'copy'.
The next record we have of Shakespeare's life after his marriage and fatherhood is a jealous attack from Robert Greene - a fellow London actor - in 1592. No one really knows what he did during the 7 previous years, some say he was a teacher at a country school, others that he was completing an acting apprenticeship in London, others that he was travelling around Europe as a tutor for an entourage of young men completing their classical education.  All of these guesses explain how he could have gone from young Dad helping his father in a failing business to Playwright.  His first play 'The Comedy of Errors' certainly demonstrates his love of farce and his knowledge of geography and classical training.
The Shakespeare Institute across the road
from his grammar school.
Shakespeare spent the majority of his time through his working life in London.  He wrote, directed and acted. Only a few of his original scripts with directors notes scribbled on them have survived and they are held in the world famous 'The Shakespeare Institute' affiliated with Birmingham University but housed in a very modest building in Stratford.  The Christopher Wren Library at Trinity College, Cambridge, has a copy of his 'First Folio' that I have seen.  After his death friends pulled together what they had of his work and published it. His Sonnets were published in his lifetime and but weren't hugely popular - they didn't drip with the honeyed sweet nothings gallants wished to recite to their lovers.

These Sonnets are addressed to two people, a handsome young man and a dark lady - neither of these his wife!  As always the truth about the Bard is murky - but on the Stratford walking tour none of this scandalous chat was offered about the town's most loved son.
The townsfolk were so disgusted with the architecture of this new building back in the 1800's that the Bank who commissioned it had frescoes of Shakespeare's plays built into the design and a bust of the Bard painted above the door. The one pictured on the left features poor old Bottom with his ass head in Midsummer Night's Dream.
Just in case you've ever wondered about how ale was measured and sold. The 99 barrels of beer wasn't that much after all.
Shakespeare's plays were loved by the Elizabethean audience and made him enough money to be able to invest and make some more. His narratives were reprinted hundreds of times because of their popularity and suggestive qualities. "Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them". - (Twelfth Night Act II, Scene V). With this profit of his popular work he bought more property in Stratford.  He became the closet thing to a celebrity that his age knew. Queen Elizabeth heard of him and demanded performances of his plays at Court. She died in 1603 in her seventieth year after bringing stability and peace to the country she gave her life to.

When King James of Scotland, Elizabeth's cousin, Mary Queen of Scot's son, was named Elizabeth's heir, he travelled to London to take the throne.  Shakespeare's company became the royal choice, they performed at Hampton Court Palace during the Christmas celebrations.  There is even a whisper that Shakespeare was one of the 54 strong group of theologians, historians and wordsmiths appointed to translate the Bible into English upon King James' royal command.

An intriguing theory was shared with us as we looked into the Bible that would have been used in the Holy Trinity Church in Shakespeare's last years. If you have a copy of the old King James Version go to Psalm 46.  Now the whisper says that Shakespeare was 46yrs old the year that this committee worked. If you count 46 words from the beginning of the psalm you will reach the word shake, if you count 46 words from the end back you will reach the word spear. We tested this on the Vicar's copy and sure enough there is shake -spear in the 46th Psalm! It would make sense to have the times' most famous poet working on the translations of the Psalms. Perhaps a Hebrew scholar translated it, because the King demanded the original sources and then the Bard massaged the text into beauty with a little fun?

Psalm 46 King James Version (KJV)

1God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and
though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though
the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad
the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.
God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her,
and that right early. The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved:
he uttered his voice, the earth melted. The Lord of hosts is with us;
the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
Come, behold the works of the Lord, what desolations he hath
made in the earth. He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth;
he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder;
he burneth the chariot in the fire. 10 Be still, and know that I am God:
I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.
11 The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.

New Place was bought by a wealthy clergyman who only lived in it sporadically throughout the year as he had his main property in his own parish. He was sick of visitors trying to touch the Mulberry tree that town legend said Shakespeare had planted so chopped it down, the towns folk were so cross they broke his windows and the council raised his tax. The reverend argued that he should only have to pay it when in residence. The inflexible response from the town council so riled him that he had the place pulled down. Rev. Gastrell's name is mud in Stratford-upon-Avon!

Shakespeare eventually retired to the biggest house in Stratford. This was across the road from the Guild hall where he had helped his Alderman father organise players for the town's holy days(holidays) and next to his old school.  Perhaps he was rubbing the town folks noses in his success - who would have thought that the boy who had to leave school because of his father's business collapse and who was rushed into a shotgun marriage would do so well? Or perhaps he just wanted to live in a lovely home surrounded by the family that he prized above all.
Left: The pointy spire on the church was not there in Shakespeare's time.
Right: The family plot in the chancel - the string outlined one is the Bard's.
He paid a very large sum of money to arrange for himself, his wife, his daughters and physician son-in-law (but not the disliked, womanising, vintner son-in-law) buried under stone in the chancel of his family church, where he was baptised, after their deaths. He apparently had a fear of his bones being dug up from the graveyard. "This above all: to thine own self be true" (Hamlet Act I Scene III) This wasn't because of some sick paparazzi but because it was common practice to dig up the bones from the main cemetery around the church - once they were 30 or 40 years old and remove them to the ossuary. This was done to release spaces for new burials. Once the bone room was full, the grave diggers would burn the oldest bones on a bon(e)fire. "Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't." (Hamlet Act II Scene II) Shakespeare was so determined that his bones would be left in peace that he had this verse written on the stone above his resting place.

Good friend, for Jesus' sake, forbear 
To dig the dust enclosed here. 

Blessed be the man that spares these stones, 

And cursed be he that moves my bones.

His wife had a likeness carved and mounted on the wall above his tomb a few days after his burial. Most scholars agree that this would be the best likeness history has provided us of The Bard from Avon.
Interesting article at the same source of the image - right.  
Left: The 'Flower portrait' of Shakespeare.  Right: The painting that scholars now think was the original that etchers copied from.  Images are scanned from a postcard and guidebook bought from the Shakespeare Birthplace Trust.
I had always understood that Shakespeare and his father were Roman Catholics so I was surprised to see that the Church of the Holy Trinity was a Church of England parish. Perhaps that is the price of political astuteness, after all Shakespeare was born into political and religious tumult. Bloody Mary had disposed of thousands of Protestants at the stake and Elizabeth I's liberal Protestant rule was only 6yrs old when Shakespeare was born. During Elizabeth's reign their were countless papist plots to 'burn the protestant witch' and replace her with her murdering, but Catholic Scottish cousin Mary. William Cecil and later Francis Walsingham, developed extensive spy and intelligence gathering networks across Europe to protect their Queen. The Spanish Armada was the greatest threat to her rule but her privateers and tiny navy outmaneuvered the big Spanish galleons. Their orders to first go and pick up troops from the Netherlands, Sir Francis Drake's fire-boats and a terrible storm destroyed the threat of the inquisition. In this climate practicing Catholics, although not burned or tortured, were not trusted or given Royal support in any endeavor. Perhaps worshiping one way in the home and publicly supporting another was a financially wise tactic?
Many famous actors have walked the boards in the Royal Shakespeare Company's theater here in Stratford.  The architect was a woman who won a design competition, her uncle designed the red telephone boxes so loved here. The people of Stratford hated it at first but when it was remodeled  in the 80's to change the insides from the  Proscenium to a thrust stage that Shakespeare would have been more familiar with and the viewing tower added they all complained again.
Whatever the Bard believed, he knew human nature. Perhaps - in my very humble opinion - this is why he is still so universally admired. His stories of love, betrayal, fear, injustice, impetuous reactions, heroic fighting for principle, philosophy have been translated into many languages and time settings. Underlying all his plot variations is a deep understanding of the human condition, our hopes and dreams, fears and vices. To laugh or cry we have to recognise and empathise with the plights of the characters and we can only do that if they are painted strong and clear so we believe them during their brief flame on stage.
"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." - (Macbeth Act V, Scene V).
Check this out for an entertaining look at Shakespeare and his times: the cast of Shakespeare in Love present - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAfih_YUgMk  
An artwork of Shakespeare's house made from postage stamps - why - I know not but the texture is cool
Pat an owl for a donation at the market. Charlie was not allowed a turn!
A word from the Bard - Sonnet 81:
Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten,
From hence your memory death cannot take,
Although in me each part will be forgotten,
Your name from hence immortal life shall have,
Though I, once gone, to all the world must die:
The earth can yield me but a common grave,
When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie.
Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read;
And tongues to be your being shall rehearse,
When all the breathers of this world are dead;
You still shall live, such virtue hath my pen.
Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.

Left: We found out where everyone was - eating lunch. It took 4 tries to secure a table in one of the many dog friendly pubs.
Right: The girls were not impressed that we'd 'missed the opportunity' of dining in one of Marco Pierre-White's restaurants.
Here is the info if you would like to take the walking tour of Stratford-upon-Avon.  The Sunday we were there market tents were set up along Waterside. Make sure you go into the RSC shop if you are a die hard Shakespeare fan and want a T'shirt to prove it.  The walking tour gives a sheet of vouches which you can get savings on visiting all the Shakespeare Birthplace Trust sites - be cleverer than us and allow the day after the tour for these visits or do the 11am tour so you have the afternoon to have a look.

Meet by the yellow sign, close to the Swan fountain on Waterside, near the Royal Shakespeare Theatre and opposite the junction of Sheep Street.
Mon, Tue, Wed, Thur, Fri at 11am
(additional 2pm Friday walk during Aug, Sep & October)
Sat & Sun at 11am and 2pm              Christmas Day at 10.30am
Duration approximately 2hrs
Adults £6  Over 65's and students £5  Children (under 16) £3  Under 8 years FREE!
Just turn up, whatever the weather! There is no need to book (unless a group of 10+).