Osborne House

>>  Friday, May 24, 2019

Despite staying so very close to the Isle of Wight many times, this year was the first time we decided to go over and visit Osborne House.  We got the ferry from Lymington,  which was easier than I thought it would be.
 The queues for tickets were long and depressing and initially flashed me back with a PTSD horror of the Versailles experience. But they cleared fairly quickly and I was amazed then at how the people dissipated and there was room to move around and see things properly. 

The house was nice and plenty to see.  Many state rooms  but within them were one or 2 special paintings and pieces that made me go "ooooh that's the original"
 I loved this. 
I was taken by the mirrors that slide into the walls and across the windows, I guess for night time as the views from windows were amazing.
 The children's dining furniture.  Opulence in miniature.
 3 cots, 2 replicas made up before the original was discovered in a store room.

The crib is the original used by Victoria and Albert.
 And I was in awe of being 'allowed' to view items touched by Royal hands until I saw the internal gates (from the time when the house was used a naval convalescent home) and a little bit of republican in me started to pop out at the class divider.
 All the same looking at her desk
 and bath
 and dressing table

was quite something.
 But left me thinking she would be turning in her grave at the thought of the public trampling through her home.
 The republican finally snapped at the celebration of the Empress of India and the display of it all as though it were something to be proud of still rather than the historical shame it should be.

We ate in an over priced and badly staffed 'restaurant'  proving that English Heritage are still fail miserably at something the National Trust do incredibly well.

We had a wander around Swiss Cottage where the privileged children learnt to be more like 'normal' people and bake cakes and play war games in readiness for decimating the population of Europe under their leadership later.

And a potter around the museum of collectables

The plumbing hadn't changed!

John Brown got a mention which cheered me.

 And we walked down to the sea

 The bathing hut had been found being used as a chicken shed before it was restored.

 I rather liked sitting where a Queen had sat.

Over all it was a good day out.

Helped by the fine weather.  Not helped by poor eating, drinking and toilet facilities.

I'm pleased we went and I wouldn't go back.

And that is also exactly what COG said about it when she came back from a school trip there years ago. 

So now I understand!


thou shalt do no murder

>>  Saturday, May 18, 2019

There is very little left of the Netley Royal Victoria Military Hospital.  It was a huge Victorian building.  Beautiful to look at and a great disappointment to Florence Nightingale that it was so impractical and poorly designed as a hospital building, so no great loss to health that it is gone but a sorry day for architecture.

The chapel though is open and a beautiful building.    We went up the tower being as it was such a clear day. 

The chapel itself has been lovingly restored and the museum is very interesting.

But mostly I was took with this "Thou shalt commit no murder" and I was pulling my hair out trying to remember why this rang a bell.

HWMBO reminded me it was in Fremantle Prison.  There the chapel also had this because they executed prisoners. 

Here the hospital was for soldiers returning from war,  initially the Crimean, recovering solders I guess would not be wanting to read "thou shalt not kill"

I think I was most intrigued that this was tucked away at the old chancel with the children's dressing up area in front of it.    I thought it was rather interesting.

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