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Monday, March 24, 2025

London Calling

Transiting through Singapore is always hot and steamy, and apparently rather blurry.


In London there was a bit of a disaster as there was a substation fire at Heathrow, so we were diverted to Gatwick and none of the bags kept up with the switch, so all remained in Singapore. We had already booked a place to stay in Chiswick, as there was a requirement to visit Fuller's (we are travelling with the Belco Brewing Collective), so we got a train out there and dumped the bags before setting out to see the area.


Having already been to the tour of Fuller's Brewery and needing a little walkabout after sitting on a plane for hours, I left them to it and went to visit a few arty places. First stop was Chiswick House; a Grade I-listed 18th-century dwelling and pavilion, available for hire as a venue for events and film and television projects (notably Bridgerton, The Great and The Apprentice).

There are currently many renovations - the kitchen garden will reopen to the public in March 2026 and the house in May, later that year. I couldn't go into the house (built between 1726 and 1729; one of the earliest and most important neo-Palladian villas in England created by architect and designer William Kent and his friend and patron, Richard Boyle, the third Earl of Burlington) but I could wander about the gardens. 


My next cultural activity was Hogarth's House, which was very informative, and about which I will write a separate post. 



And then I meandered along the river until I came to the home of the William Morris Society in the Coach House of at Kelmscott House, Hammersmith, which Morris used as his early factory after buying the property in 1878. It is only open 1-4pm, Thursday-Sunday and when we passed it on our Thames Path walk, it wasn't open, so I was very pleased to be able to duck into it this time.  

The William Morris Society was founded in 1955 to share knowledge of the life and works of William Morris amongst members and the wider public. After Morris died, Kelmscott House passed through a few owners until Helena Stephenson moved in and, as a Morris fan, built up a large collection of his work. In 1970 she bequeathed the house to the William Morris Society who took over the basement and former factory space to open it as a museum.

Bust of Mrs Marion Helena Stephenson by Elizabeth Carver, and cotton 'Vine' curtains

The current exhibition is about the society's benefactor and how she arranged to gift the house to them. Helena's collection reflected her appreciation for the preservation of the past and the perpetuation of the legacies of those who came before, foreseeing the value these objects would hold in the future.

St James Wallpaper (1881) printed on distemper
Stained Glass Quarries designed by Philip Webb (1861)

'Bird' was designed specifically for the drawing room at Kelmscott House. Upon visiting Kelmscott House in 1877, Morris wrote that it 'might be made very beautiful by a touch of my art,' and began studying birds as inspiration for his next design. This design was then produced as a double-woven wool textile depicting scrolling foliage with two garden birds, one placed above another on a dark blue background. The tapestry was produced on a hand-driven jacquard loom. 

'Bird' design by William Morris

Downstairs is the library space with books of patterns and fabrics, and here is the library's greatest treasure: the 200-year-old printing press that was used to print the Kelmscott Press edition of Chaucer, Morris's last great creation. A video shows how the printing press would have been used, and some examples of their printed works are on display. 



I met up with the rest of our group, and we walked back to our accommodation through the rain for a nap. I love how London is full of sculpture on every corner including this piece, commissioned by the London City Council in 1958, designed to compensate the people of Hammersmith for the enlargement of the Great West Road. 

Dr Karel Vogel arrived in Britain from Prague in 1938. His pre-war work was conventionally classical, but like other artists of the time he began experimenting with industrial materials. The Leaning Woman, a semi-nude idealised figure nearly twice life size, was cast in concrete around a metal armature. Her arms rest lightly on an absent surface, and her weight is cantilevered from the base. From this angle it looks as though she is clinging to a lamppost which may lessen the effect somewhat. Her floating appearance is meant to link her surroundings 'in neo-classical calm with the swiftness of the fast modern world'. It was one of Vogel's final works and took a year to complete. 

The Leaning Woman by Dr Karel Vogel (1959)

In the evening, we stirred ourselves to walk out to the pub for a pint and then back to bed ready for the next day. 

Christ Church Turnham Green

The next morning involved a taxi all the way back to Gatwick to collect our bags, which had now arrived, and then rushing back to London St Pancras International Station to take our seats on the Eurostar to Ghent. We were not travelling first class, so we did not get to experience the lounge, but how great are those lamps?


Tuesday, October 8, 2019

Starting out in Scotland

Coming back to the UK from Australia we notice what all visitors to these islands always say;"It's so green!" Yes, it is, and that greenery is beautiful. And it comes from rain. A lot of rain. Welcome to the north! 

We had planned to hop across the Firth of Clyde on a ferry to Arran and from thence to Islay, but the weather meant their were ferry cancellations and we had to go the long way round, including an obligatory stop at Loch Lomond - cue the song. 

On the bonnie, bonnie banks...

Well, when it's raining and there's a microbrewery nearby, what else does one do? At Fyne Ales we tried a tasting paddle, then sampled an ale more slowly while admiring the medals and merchandise (I bought a hat), but not quite so tempted by the beer garden today.

The River Fyne
A tasting paddle from Fyne Ales
Workbench IPA from Fyne Ales
And then we arrived at a very soggy Inveraray. The castle was shutting up, but the kind lady on the gate let us into the car-park to take exterior shots. We will return another day to see the inside.

This used to be a moat
Inveraray itself was a lovely little village, if a little damp.

The Inveraray Bell Tower is adjacent to but separate from the All Saints Scottish Episcopal Church. The church was built in 1886. After the First World War, the 10th Duke of Argyll, Niall Diarmid Campbell decided there should be a fitting memorial to commemorate the Clan Campbell dead. To this end, he commissioned architects Hoare and Wheeler to design a bell tower, with the original idea being to link the new tower to the church.

The construction of the 126 ft tower began in 1921 and was completed ten years later in 1931. It was never linked to the church.

Inveraray Bell Tower

Part of our rapidly redesigned route took us up the coast all the way around Loch Fyne and to a place called Tarbert (we were to catch a ferry from nearby Kennacraig the next morning). A trick for young players is that there are three places called Tarbert in Scotland (it is a Gaelic word for narrow strip of land of isthmus, so it makes sense that there should be many dotted around the rugged coastline and islands) - this nearly resulted in a costly mistake when we had to book a hotel the night before, but fortunately we corrected our error in time to find the most wonderful place to stay.


We checked in to the West Loch Hotel, dumped our bags, booked in for dinner (more of which below) and returned for a quick look around Tarbert before the light faded completely. It has an attractive natural harbour, a working fishing fleet, and a seafood festival in July. It is all overlooked by the 14th Century castle of Robert the Bruce on the hills above, but it was too late and too wet for us to head up those slippery steps.


Unbeknownst to us, and one of the surprise bonuses of the holiday, was the fact that the chef at our hotel was amazing! We found ourselves treated to a tasting menu created by Will Hay (who worked with Heston Blumenthal and Gordon Ramsay). The photos simply won't do justice to the meal(s), but here are some of them anyway.

Foraged food including langoustine popcorn and fennel in consomme
Venison with parsnips, venison bolognese, and roast potatoes on white pudding puree
Strawberries and cream as never seen before, intensified and with popping candy

Chocolate mousse with Guinness and Grand Marnier served with bay leaf ice-cream and topped with lavender

Our room was small but comfy with a view of the loch; the bar was well-stocked and convivial; and the service was excellent and fantastically friendly. We met the chef after our meal and would have loved to stay and chat longer, but I still had jet-lag and could barely stay awake. We caught up again the next morning at breakfast (which was also delicious). The whole experience was somewhat surreal and utterly fabulous.

Oak-smoked haddock with poached eggs

Full Scottish breakfast complete with haggis and black pudding

And then we caught the ferry and headed out to the Southern Hebrides and the next stage of our adventures past the Mull of Kintyre (cue the next song).

The Western Isles of Scotland clearly indicated in map form, for those who like that sort of thing
Him Outdoors getting excited at the thought of Jura (it's behind you!)