Christmas et al - 26 December 2005

Christmas Eve dawned crisp and clear again, the snow is predicted for Tuesday, the day after Boxing Day. So, it was time for another walk. The roads were predicted to be horrendous so we decided on a walk nearby. We had spotted a nice loop trail along the canal and back via a path known as the “Dog Rose Ramble”. (Named after a plant that grows along the path – apparently.) It is amazing how much green there is well within the M25.

Christmas Day was spent with Ngaire & Stuart and some of their friends, a most enjoyable time.

Boxing Day is the start of the great UK post-Christmas sale season. Since we were in the UK for Boxing Day we took the opportunity to check out the Oxford St shops and collect some bargains.

Kent - 18 December 2005

Sunday dawned fine and frosty again. After church we set off to Offham, a cute village with many fine oust-houses, to see their quintain or jousting pole. This is the only remaining example in the country. In medieval times the quintain on the village green was used by knights for jousting practice. The post has a revolving arm with a flat target at one end and a sandbag at the other. The knight had to strike the target with his lance and then get out of the way of the sandbag as it swung around. What was surprising was the height of the target, just under 3m off the ground. I guess that is the height of the chest of a man on horseback.

The next stop was Aylesford. This very picturesque village has a 14th century bridge across the Medway River. The views made us feel we were in Europe in a fine medieval village. Lunch was a Sunday roast at the Chequers. Then a walk to The Friars, a beautifully preserved Carmelite Monastery which is open to the public.

Our real focus of the trip was to see Leeds Castle’s Christmas decorations by candlelight. The castle is extremely photogenic, but the layer of ice prevented the chance for perfect reflections in the castle’s moat from most viewpoints. The castle was full of lovely Christmas floral decorations. Like Waddesden, they have a splendid aviary, and several of my favorite birds – toucans. As we left the castle we saw a swan manfully (or is that swanfully) cracking its way through the ice on the moat. We finished the day with an excellent carol service at St Cuthbert’s on a traditional frosty December evening.

Buckinghamshire - 17 December 2005

It was another beautiful winter weekend: crisp frosts and beautiful sunny days, so we had to venture forth.

Saturday morning saw us up and about and out walking bright and early near a village called Princes Risborough. The walk started at the top of Whiteleaf hill so the first stop was at the top of the cross.
“Towering above the hamlet and visible up to 30 miles away is a gigantic cross cut into the chalk hillside. It is 80ft long, 72ft across and stands on a triangular base measuring 340ft across. The purpose of Whiteleaf Cross is unclear but it is worth noting that the cut cross itself is exactly the same size as a similar figure above Bledlow and that, perhaps, these two landmarks were carved as a pair to mark the Risborough valley gap and a dry and safe trade route to the River Thames and London. Interestingly the earliest reference to Whiteleaf Cross is from 1742. On the hill alongside the cross are the remains of Neolithic and Bronze Age burial mounds which indicate the long history of this area.”

The next ancient landmark on the walk was Grim’s Ditch: an ancient earth work which, at the point where we encountered it, had a definite right-angle corner.
“The date of this earthwork is uncertain, being either Iron Age or Saxon in origin. It is most likely a territorial boundary and can be traced across the Chilterns from Berkhamsted to Bradenham. The section of the ditch in Great Hampden parish is thought to have particular significance as it incorporates a sharp angled turn. The linear nature of the ditch implies open country at the time of origin as clear sighting lines would have been necessary during construction.”

The last ancient feature of the walk was the Black Hedge; “a boundary hedge of considerable size and antiquity. Hedges have long been used as a means of marking estate boundaries, in this instance, the estate of the Abbey of St Albans. The Black Hedge is one of the earliest boundary hedges to have been recorded in the country, being referred to in a Saxon Charter of AD 903.”

Lunch was a pleasant stop at The Wool Sack; then off to Waddesdon Manor for a look at the manor decorated for Christmas. The theme was to follow the footsteps of the Three Kings and find the belongings that they had left behind. The decorations were sumptuous, “fit for a King” and the room we liked best, apart from the blue dining room with its fantastic modern chandelier (made from broken china and cutlery), was the guest bathroom in the Batchelor Apartments. There were 2 large camels by a bathtub full of “Asses milk”. One of the “King’s” robes & Turkish slippers were draped over the chair.

London - 11 December 2005

This morning began at 6:04 when our building shook simultaneously with an enormous bang, the effect of an explosion in a fuel depot 15 miles north NNE at Hemel Hempstead. The news tonight is saying that it is the largest explosion in post-war Europe and the pall of black smoke covers our part of London.

We went into London to see the Three Emperors exhibition at the Royal Academy. There were some quite exquisite works displayed.

Following that, we strolled down Burlington Arcade, through Piccadilly Circus (you can just make out the dark smudges of the explosion smoke in the sky) and Leicester Square to Covent Garden to a restaurant which I probably cannot name. (Save to say that when it comes to cousin Max, well that’s another story.) We had a 2 for 1 voucher and Jamie Oliver reckoned that they served the best hamburgers in London. We are not convinced, but at 2 for 1 we will let it pass. We had carefully read the fine print that said “available Sunday to Thursday excluding 12 to 26 December”; since this was Sunday 11 December we felt we were in with a fighting chance. Nevertheless, we did check with the lass on the door as we entered and she said it was fine. Come time to settle the bill it was a different story. The manager finally got involved and he was not willing to allow the 2 for 1 deal, as Head Office had said not during the “December season.” He seemed genuinely surprised when I pointed out the small print on the advert and grudgingly allowed the saving. Clearly, they did not get a tip!

The fun part of the meal was earlier on when the bartender was doing his Tom Cruise “Cocktail” thing with a couple of shakers. I tried to snap him but by the time he reappeared from behind a pillar he was merely juggling two cans.

Wandering back up Regent St we came across a closing down sale at Dickens and Jones and felt compelled to buy a couple of new suits.

Painshill Park - 10 December 2005

On our way back around the M25 we detoured to Painshill Park. What a delight. The weather, as you can see was perfect, the lake partly frozen and the autumn colours simply gorgeous. The Cedar in the park is reputedly the largest Cedar of Lebanon in Europe.









We could not visit the grotto on the island as Santa and his Elves were in residence and an appointment was necessary (along with a fee). The steady stream of Mums, Dads and offspring had taken all the available appointments.



After we had returned to the carpark we looked back to see that the sun was setting and realised that there would be great shots to be had across the lake. We raced back in to the end of the lake in time to catch the dying rays.

Tonbridge - Westerham 10 December 2005

Murray needed to visit one of the company Homes in Tunbridge Wells so we set off bright and early on a beautiful crisp winter morning. The widening of the M25 past Heathrow is finally done so the trip down was a breeze. Just before Tunbridge Wells is Tonbridge (a real trap on the trains if you are not sure of your geography) and Christine wanted to have a look around there. So she did the shops and sights while Murray went on and sorted the problem at the Home.










After collecting Christine we stopped at a very cute town called Westerham where we did a village walk out of a book we have recently purchased. Churchill used to live nearby, so is memorialised on the green. General Wolfe and William Pitt are also ‘old boys’. On the walk we came across a “Narnia’ lamppost.

Autumn was waiting - 4 December 2005

We were afraid that we would miss the best of autumn while we were in NZ but the colours are still fantastic. So we went for another stroll in the Chiltern hills to check them out and to blow the jet lag away.