Tilbury Riverside Station

 

A little while ago I was at the London Cruise Terminal in Tilbury, and got to see something totally unexpected. Attached to the cruise terminal is the abandoned Tilbury Riverside Station.

Opened in 1854, the station was closed in 1992. The current building dates from 1924 and there are a couple of pictures of it in use in the 1950s here. It’s a very cool space with lots of history (see below for a picture of a metal roof beam damaged by a WW2 bomb), and lots of people who remember childhood trips on the train to catch the Tilbury-Gravesend ferry. The railway link was key in transporting people between London and the cruise terminal; the railway now stops at Tilbury Town station a few minutes further away and passengers have to catch a shuttle bus.

In 2012 the Thurrock Gazette published this piece on plans for renovating and reusing the station building and there is more information on the plansĀ here, but the project bid was turned down by the Heritage Lottery Fund. Hopefully one day another source of funding will become available to do something to reuse this amazing space.

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Brighton

A venture out of Essex/London/Cambridge to Brighton last weekend – the windiest weekend I’ve ever experienced (actual hanging onto lampposts) and my car is covered in salt from being parked by the sea but totally worth it. The Pavilion is incredible, inside and out; I don’t remember going somewhere so surprising before. You can’t take photographs inside but they wouldn’t do the place justice anyway – I’ll just say there were dragons. Lots of dragons. Plus the best toasted sandwich I’ve had in ages in their cafe.

Prisoners’ graffiti in Harwich

 

I was lucky last week to see inside the Guildhall in Harwich in north Essex. One of their rooms which is now an office used to be a cell for holding prisoners awaiting trial. The walls had been plastered over, but were stripped back a few years ago to reveal wooden boards covered in graffiti made by the prisoners. Ships were a popular artistic theme amongst those being held in the naval town, but there are also names and dates, and even a hangman.

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Cambridge through a lens(baby)

Living in Cambridge for three years as a student was one of the best experiences of my life so far and I don’t have miss the place. It is nice to at least be able to go back as a tourist and know that it’s all still there. This trip included King’s College Chapel, with its fabulous fan vault ceiling and Tudor iconography, hanging out by the river in Clare College gardens with some of Cambridge’s finest fudge, and a wander through Trinity College. Parts of Cambridge are so beautiful they are almost too good to be true. All pictures from my Canon EOS 400D, using by turns my Sigma 17-70mm lens and my Lensbaby fisheye.

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Colchester Castle

Colchester Castle is currently closed for a complete refit, reopening in spring 2014. During the closure, they reopened the empty castle Ā for a few days for people to come and see the inside of the building all stripped back. I haven’t been to Colchester since I was a child and have been meaning to visit for ages, so this was the perfect opportunity to visit (with my Lensbaby fisheye optic in tow).

I think my personal highlight was the prison cells – see below for some pictures (on more than one occasion prisoners escaped because bits of the building collapsed). Also, another treat for those who, like me, like bricks.

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Ingatestone Hall

Is spring finally here??

Even if the weather is struggling a bit, our historic houses are starting to open up again for the summer season, and I’m excited about it.

On Easter Sunday I headed for Ingatestone Hall. The last time I visited was on a school trip in about year 8, and I was curious to find how I would see the hall differently now that I’m (apparently) a grown up.

Despite not having visited for a long time, I’m strangely aware of the place as the bulk of the family and estate papers of the Petre family, who own the Hall, are deposited at the Essex Record Office where I work. In fact, the oldest document we care for, an Anglo-Saxon deed dating from 692, is part of the Petre collection. You can find out a bit more about thatĀ here.

The Hall is situated just a few minutes away from the railway and the old main road from London to Chelmsford (and ultimately Colchester), but it is so quiet and peaceful that it feels worlds away.

One of the amazing things about Ingatestone Hall is that it has been in the Petre family for fifteen generations. Built in the 1530s, that’s 480 years of unbroken occupation by the same family, which is especially incredible when you take into account the fact that the Petres remained Catholic throughout England’s early modern religious upheavals.

The house is still a private home, but since 1992 they have opened it up for visitors, school groups and hire for special occasions.

My personal highlights are the two priests holes which are open during visits, andĀ the Walker map of Ingatestone in the Long Gallery. We have several Walker maps at the ERO, made by father and son team John and John Walker in the late 16th and early 17th century, and they are beautiful and distinctive pieces. They include lots of vibrant green, and miniature profiles of the important buildings.

The other major thing I enjoyed is just the sense of the place as a Tudor mansion, especially because I just love red bricks so much. I maybe have enough pictures of mellowed brick walls already, but I just can’t help myself.

There’s not much in the house by way of interpretation, but there were friendly and knowledgeable stewards in every room happy to answer questions and point things out.

Entry to the house is Ā£6 for adults, but you can visit the gardens and tea room for free (the tea room is lovely by the way – simple but good quality stuff and friendly service and really reasonably priced).

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The Hall’s famous clock tower

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Bricks and building phases galore

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Because the Marxists want to keep the poor children downā€¦ umm, yeahā€¦ Are you sure youā€™ve got that right?

This blog promises ā€˜some pictures and thingsā€™, and today I take a break from the ā€˜some picturesā€™ to write about the ā€˜and thingsā€™.

I wouldnā€™t usually dignify anything from the Daily Mail with a response, but this article from education secretary Michael Gove just canā€™t be let go without comment.

The focus of Goveā€™s article is that anyone who opposes his sweeping plans for change to our education system are ā€˜enemies of promiseā€™, who for their own ideological reasons want to prevent talented youngsters from achieving their full potential by denying them the opportunities to succeed that they deserve. For reasons he doesnā€™t quite explain, he identifies these ā€˜enemiesā€™ as ā€˜Marxistsā€™ from ā€˜the Red Planetā€™.

Gove was writing in response to this letter in the Independent from 100 academics criticising his plans for a new curriculum. The signatories of the letter warned of ā€˜the dangers posed by Michael Goveā€™s new National Curriculum which could severely erode educational standards. The proposed curriculum consists of endless lists of spellings, facts and rulesā€¦ This will put pressure on teachers to rely on rote learning without understanding.ā€™ They also point out that ā€˜Little account is taken of childrenā€™s potential interests and capacitiesā€™ and criticise the curriculum for being ā€˜extremely narrowā€™, with the ā€˜mountains of detail for English, maths and science [leaving] little space for other learningā€™. The highly prescriptive curriculum has also ignored expert advice.

To explain my perspective on all this, a little background might be useful. I went to a Church of England primary school in the 1990s, and then a comprehensive high school, followed by an undergraduate degree at Cambridge and a Masters at UCL.

The other major factor which has shaped my attitude towards what is right and wrong with our current education system is having grown up with a teacher for a mother. I used to want to be a teacher, but my mumā€™s experiences of the profession have put me off for life. She has done a range of different jobs within the teaching profession, and has seen a full spectrum of the good, the bad and the ugly within Englandā€™s schools. She trained in the late 1970s, being among the first cohort to undertake the new Bachelor of Education degree at the University of Durham. Her first two posts were as a History teacher in secondary schools, followed by a short stint in a special school. She then had a career break while my brothers and I were pre-school age, and gradually returned to work, first as a primary school class teacher, then in a pupil referral unit, then as a SENCo, and now as a specialist speech and language teacher. This is a peripatetic role, travelling to lots of different schools to monitor and advise on children with speech, language and communication needs.

My education at school is perhaps best described as ā€˜averageā€™; it was by no means perfect, but I canā€™t see anything in the new plans that can be counted as an improvement.

I think that everyone can largely agree on the desired outcome of our education system; schools and universities should equip children with the knowledge and skills they need to make their way in life as adults. The disagreements begin when it comes to deciding what exactly the required knowledge and skills are, and how best to teach them.

Gove states that ā€˜Our education system should give all children the tools they need ā€“ mastery of English, fluency in arithmetic, the ability to reason scientifically, a knowledge of these islands and their history ā€“ to take their place as confident, modern citizens.ā€™

But this is just one idea of what children need. Since history is my specialism I particularly take issue with his ā€˜island storyā€™ approach, and also the total absence of any kind of outlet for creativity as one of the systemā€™s core values. All children are different and have different needs, talents and learning styles ā€“ one size certainly does not fit all.

Over the last two decades, school education has become ever more prescriptive. My time at primary school coincided with the introduction of the National Curriculum, but I will be forever grateful that I just missed out on the literacy and numeracy hours. My younger brother wasnā€™t so lucky, and had to spend his young life knowing that heā€™d start every school day with an hour of English and maths.

Gove accuses the ā€˜enemies of promiseā€™ of ā€˜actively trying to prevent millions of our poorest children getting the education they needā€™ because of their ā€˜Marxistā€™ ideologies. Leaving aside that fact that he never explains how this supposed plot to keep poor children down relates in any way to Marxist ideology, how he can claim to be ā€˜determined to do everything I can to help the poorest children in the countryā€™ while being part of a government that has trebled university tuition fees displays a remarkable moral flexibility.

Gove also refers to his plans to abolish coursework in GCSEs and A Levels and return to a system where students are assessed entirely on exams at the end of a two year course.

To me, this seems like a hugely retrograde step. Schoolwork was always the main thing that I was good at, but by the time of my GCSE exams I was a nervous wreck. I was ill throughout the entire 5 weeks of exams, and nearly threw up in English Literature. It was one of the worst experiences of my life up to that point, and would have been so much worse if it was my only opportunity to get good marks. Exams do not suit everyone, and are not necessarily a good reflection of ability. A system that balances some elements of coursework alongside exams gives more students a chance to display their abilities at their best.

The government ā€“ and Michael Wilshawā€™s Ofsted ā€“ also consistently ignore the social problems which many teachers face in their classrooms every day. Too many children are being sent to school underfed, sleep-deprived, in unwashed clothes, engulfed in problems at home. On one of my mumā€™s school visits recently, the Reception class teacher she was talking to had to keep excusing himself to go and change childrenā€™s nappies, something which would have been totally unthinkable when I was at primary school. Rather than constantly criticising teachers and issuing new diktats, the government and Ofsted should be supporting them in dealing with problems like this.

With the whole gamut of education professionals from teachers to university departments opposing his plans, the fact that Gove seems to think he is on a one-man crusade on the side of right displays a breathtaking degree of arrogance. When so many people point out problems with your plans, you need more of a response than stamping your feet and calling anyone who disagrees with you a Marxist.

Apple day

This weekend was apple weekend at English Heritage’s Audley End.

I have a particular soft spot for Audley End – not only is it the only grand house open to the public in my home county of Essex, but I did some research as an EH volunteer which (in some small ways) has helped to feed into the new interpretation that they have created in the servants wing and the stables in recent years.

The interpretation is pretty innovative – on special days such as apple weekend, costumed interpreters take on the role of various servants who worked at the house in 1881, based on real people (I can promise you, painstaking research went into finding out about them!). In the kitchen, a fire is lit, and food is prepared and cooked, while in the stables horses are groomed and fed.

A perfect way to begin autumn.

The Temple of Concord – built to celebrate the return to health of King George III, a little prematurely.

I have a tripod now! So I can do things like this.

Vegetables being prepared in the scullery

Preserves!

Cook, kitchen maid and scullery maid hard at work. All of them are based on real people who worked at Audley End in 1881. Find out more here.

Laundry. I’m so glad I wasn’t born in a time when I could have ended up as a laundry maid.

Dairy

Stables – which look Tudor, but were built later than the Jacobean house, but deliberately built to look older than they are. Sneaky.

Apples growing in the walled kitchen garden

Geraniums in the vinery. They always have something in display here like this, I love it.

Apples! I had completely no idea there were so many different types…

I do love a good red brick wall. I can’t resist them.

Climbing St Paul’s

It was my birthday recently, and after a wander from Westminster Abbey down the Thames in the autumn sunshine, I did something that I’ve been wanting to do for ages, and went up to the top of the dome of London’s St Paul’s Cathedral. It again underlined that I really should do more exercise, but climbing inside a proper icon is more than worth it, not to mention the view from the top.

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Wrest at War

On Sunday I went to English Heritage’s Wrest Park in Bedfordshire, where they were holding a First World War-themed weekend.Ā Wrest was used as a convalescent home during the War, making it a perfect place to host such an event.

Wrest itself is beautiful. English Heritage have been undertaking a massive project (which I helped with a tiny bit as an intern in the early days of the research process) to restore the gardens and reinterpret the house.

One of the brilliant things about the set up on Sunday was that people were allowed to play badminton and croquet on the lawns – it’s so fantastic to be able to enjoy these places in a way like that, rather than having to look and not touch.

If you haven’t been, I really recommend it! Not least because of the lovely new shop, cafe and playground too… Plus, the gardens are truly massive, and great for exploring.

You can also read the diaries of one of Wrest’s owners, Amabel Yorke, here. They’re brilliant – a mixture of the mundanities of life at home (e.g. Lady Grey has a cold) with world politics (e.g. the Empress of Russia has invaded the Ottoman Empire). (To read, click on a catalogue number, then under ‘Level’ click on ‘Item’ to see a list of pages.)

New discoveries:

The First Aid Nursing Yeomanry – a female division of the army, who acted as nurses but who also drilled on horseback and were allowed to ride astride. Their original uniform was a striking concoction of red, white and blue, but by WWI, like the rest of the army, they’d adopted the more workmanlike khaki serge

The men recuperating at Wrest had a camel come to visit them to aid the recovery process through a sort of animal therapy

Sometimes soldiers (or at least living history people) store spoons in their socks

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