In the 19th century the four acre walled garden had heated hothouses and some twenty gardeners. When my grandparents came back from Gloucestershire to live at Barmeath in 1938 the house had been empty for about ten years and house and gardens were both in a sorry state.
The Tour Continues
We are now on the first floor landing, above where you entered the hall earlier. The surrounds and pediments above the doors are eye-catching as is the plasterwork in the centre of the ceiling. The chandelier is Waterford glass bought inexpensively in Venice at the end of the 19th century. The door at the end… Continue reading The Tour Continues
A Private Tour of Barmeath
Trials and Tribulations
Brief Encounter
Gap Year
My Medication
Habakkuk
The King’s Choice
The King’s Choice is a misleading film title for an English speaking audience – it is not about the Duke of Windsor. The king, as portrayed in the film, bears a remarkably close resemblance to Alan Brooke. If he looks less than happy it is because his wife had died in 1938 and his neutral… Continue reading The King’s Choice