Demolition Diary

Spokes of scaffolding have sprouted on the south west corner of the West London Magistrates’ Court to prepare for demolition. I intend to keep a photographic record of progress, as I did when the LAMDA extension was built.

Early Voting

“Vote early, vote often” is ascribed to corrupt elections in Chicago. In the UK the only way to vote early is by using a postal vote, a privilege much abused by Matron in old folks’ homes.

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Trooping the Colour

Oh, Farrow & Ball, We must have Elephant’s Breath in the hall. There’s a room where I go for a drink, That will be Sulking Room Pink. Charleston Gray, London Clay, Setting Plaster and Card Room Green, Incarnadine, Borrowed Light, Skylight, What are these colours, pray? Eating Room Red for where I am fed, Pale Hound… Continue reading Trooping the Colour

Thank You, Hilary

I imagine when our Queen dies we will all feel a deep sense of loss and, of course, grief. Yesterday morning I got some inkling of how this will feel.

Playing Footsie

If I had a thousand bucks for every time I have been told or, more usually, read that stock-picking is a mugs’ game and a low cost tracker fund will, in the long run outperform stock picking.

Wotton House

This is Wotton House, built for Richard Grenville between 1704 and 1714. The wrought-iron screen and gates catch the eye as do the pavilions on the north and south sides of the house. The north pavilion, the Clock Pavilion, used to house the kitchen which must have ensured cold food by the time it got… Continue reading Wotton House

The Creations

After my ancestor, Patrick Bellew, was created Baron Bellew in the Peerage of Ireland in 1848 only three more Irish Peerages were handed out. That doesn’t sound quite right, but you know what I mean; namely Lord Fermoy (1865), Lord Rathdonnell and the Duke of Abercorn (both 1868).

Eton Fives

My Jameson grandmother hoped that I would become a sportsman like her brother, Tommy Jameson. She gave me a Squash racquet and Fives gloves but, until I discovered Backgammon, competitive sports were not my forte – probably because I was always the loser.

A Columbarium

A columbarium is an old-fashioned name for a dovecote with nesting holes but it has gained another meaning in ecclesiastical architecture. You will have seen columbaria on San Michele in Venice and in many Catholic cemeteries in Spain and Italy where space is limited. They are those chests of drawers where bodies are interred, not… Continue reading A Columbarium