Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Derry and Tom's

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The former Derry and Tom's department store on Kensington High Street in London has one of the oldest and most original planted roofs in London. Built in the 1930s, the roof garden contains three theme gardens covering 1.5 acres: the Spanish, Tudor, and English Woodland. Plantings are hugely varied, including fully grown deciduous and evergreen trees and shrubs--including oaks, sycamores, maples and and palm trees, many perennials and shrubs, spring bulbs, arched passageways modelled on The Alahmbra, and resident ducks and flamingos. The original roof was planted on a metre of soil over a drainage layer.

The gardens are now part of a private club and restaurant owned by Virgin. More photos
here.

Photo from Open Garden Squares.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Musing


I don't think there's a much more appealing prospect than living in a mews house in London. Or at least having one you can visit.
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What makes a mews house so appealing is that it is by definition quiet and secluded. It's like being on a little village street in the middle of a city. Certainly a mews suggests exclusivity without ostentation. I suppose most of them are in South Kensington, Belgravia, Notting Hill, and other desirable parts of town. And there can't be a more perfect place for a tryst.

Just try to describe a mews without using the words 'charming' and 'cobbled'.

Mews seems to figure in a lot of movies. In the last few months I've seen mews in the gangster movies I'll Sleep When I'm Dead (Clive Owen) and Layer Cake (Daniel Craig). In the 1989 movie Scandal, John hurt lives--and entertains--in a mews house.

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Not terribly compelling?

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Suppose you add children?

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Okay, but try to resist calling this cobbled and charming.



Friday, June 29, 2007

Vixens

On my recent trip to London, I was surprised one night by the sight of a fox near St. Paul's Cathedral. I was trying to get a cab and I saw an animal slip across the road then through some railings into the churchyard. At first I thought it was a cat, but the shape, tail, and gait were all so distinctive. In all the late nights I've spent out in London I've never once encountered a fox and so I thought it a rare sighting.

I've since learned (as is often the way with seemingly unique experiences) that foxes are not at all unusual in London.

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This image from a guy who seems to have a bit of a thing about foxes (http://www.permuted.org.uk/).

First my friend Graham Rice told me that he had seen a fox a few years ago in the Chelsea Flower Show early one morning during set up, before there were many people about. It was apparently trotting through a display of desert succulents.

Then, while reading the highly enjoyable second edition of Alan Bennett's autobiography, Untold Stories (faber and faber, 2005), I came across the following, written after the author has been down to the Mall to see the extraordinary scenes following the death of Princess Diana:

"The evening is redeemed by an extraordinary sight. Despite the hundreds and hundreds of people trooping past, here, on the grass by the corner of Stable House Street, is a fox. It is just out of the light, slinking by with its head turned towards the parade of people passing, none of whom notice it. It's quite small, as much fawn as red, and is, I imagine, a vixen. It lopes unhurriedly along hte verge before diving under the hedge into St. James's Palace grounds. Besides us only one woman notices it, but that's probably just as well: such is the hysteria and general silliness it might have been hailed as the reincarnation of Princess Diana, another beautiful vixen, with whom lots of parallels suggest themselves."



And then, finally, I rent a movie called Breaking and Entering, which has a promising cast--Jude Law, Juliette Binoche, and Robin Wright Penn--and is set in London. It turns out to be one of those movies that doesn't quite pull it all together but guess what features in several scenes? Right, a fox. This time not slinking much, but screaming quite a bit in the most ominous and intrusive manner.

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Not a real fox, but movie magic.

It turns out that one can buy the model who served as the fox from a company that sells movie memorabilia (http://www.premiereprops.com/). And, as quoted in a review on Salon.com the fox is "The one wild thing in your life, and it makes you crazy."

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

A Daffodil Race

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How can this be? England's spring is weeks ahead of ours. Daffodils and crocus are blooming at Kew! We barely have snowdrops. That is not fair.