Friday, August 30, 2013

Not Cricket

Saturday evening found us parked again at Darley Abbey in Derby. The car park adjoins a cricket field where a game was underway. I decided to watch and take some pix and see if I could figure out what was going on. The game is quite similar to American baseball in that 99% of the time the players just stand around, looking intense, and scratching their private parts. There the similarities end, however. In cricket, they all wear the same white uniforms, which is confusing. They do not chew. Detailed statistics are kept, I understand, though in a form unintelligible to baseball fans. An inning is called an innings. Innings are called innings, too. The batter is called a batsman. The pitcher is called the bowler, and he has his own 22 yard-long runway for winding up and delivering the...bowl. The runway is called the pitch. The ball is about the size of a mature plum. There are no bases, as such. Batsmen are dismissed rather than put out. There are also wickets, stumps, and creases and other matters very different from baseball. However, each side has 11 players, making cricket more similar to American football than baseball; in that respect.

They were still playing as darkness fell. It was all very edifying, but I don't care if I never go back.
The is the view from behind home plate; I saw no umpire; perhaps he is also
wearing white














Still behind home plate; everyone is poised...something is about to happen...















This is the cricket clubhouse














These are the fans, not including me; no one was selling nor consuming peanuts 
nor crackerjack, nor hot dogs, nor beer, nor anything else 














This is the view from 1st base; well, where 1st base would be...














View from right center field; look just right of dead center and you will see the
bowler winding up to deliver his bowl; whoa! a 93 mph fast-ball bouncing off
the turf in front of the batsperson! Swing and a miss!















View from 3rd base...apparently a break in the "action"; or perhaps the 7th
innings stretch; at which point, thus edified, and ready to set down my
impressions of this great Commonwealth sport, I returned to the car park

Curzon of India

A bonus at Kedleston is an impressive collection of riches acquired by Lord Curzon when he was Viceroy of India at the turn of the 20th century. It is comparable in some respects to the collection at Powys of Clive of India, but Clive was of a different age, when the Brits were conquering India, not merely ruling it.
Lord Curzon; in an ivory-carved frame; dozens of such large
carved pieces...



















Local weaponry


















Silver sedan chair; sitting room furnishings














The Peacock Dress, worn by Lady Mary Curzon, Vicereine
of India, at the 1903 Delhi Durbar, celebrating the
coronation of Edward VII 





















Up close; the material is a shining cloth of gold with an
overlapping pattern of peacock feathers in silk and gold
thread on a silk chiffon background; the eye of each
peacock feather is the iridescent wing of a beetle; the
cloth was made in India, the dress then assembled by
House of Worth in Paris (paraphrasing the exhibit
description) (as if I would have clue...)
























Model of the Taj














Nice silver work














Thank-you note from then Prince of Wales for showing us around Delhi...















In-laid table with Curzon motto inscribed: "Let Curzon Holde What Curzon Helde"
(obviously the Inheritance Tax people did not buy this)

Kedleston Hall 2

Can't top that














And now for something completely different department:
a really nice oil portrait, very prominently placed, of one
of the 18th century head housekeepers of Kedleston





















Now in one of the two curved galleries, this one the picture
gallery



















Detail; note that the floor planks curve perfectly with the walls















And now in the other curved gallery, this one stuffed with curios and specimens















Including this siege mortar found on the estate in the 1750s; left behind by
the retreating Jacobites















View of the frontal grounds and Culpability Brown lakes with bridge, etc.















Back porch view of grounds














The beautiful little 13th century parish church is nestled among the buildings
at Kedleston; it was the only part of the medieval village that wasn't cleared away
to make room for the great house (villages are such eyesores)

















Inside it are some marvels of family history...here an Elizabethan tomb















The tomb of the Viceroy and Vicereine


















And this the tomb of Richard Curzon, 5th Lord of Kedleston, and wife, died 1275















Interior view

Kedleston Hall 1

Kedleston was the abode of the famous Curzon family, from at least the 1200s, but the house dates only from the mid-18th century. It is one of the great neo-classicals, designed largely by Robert Adam, who had done a Grand Tour and came back with lots of new ideas of interest to people wishing to promote the notion of Empire. It is first and foremost a show-house of majestic proportions, flanked by a family wing and a service/servants wing, both adjoined by beautifully curving galleries. The house also contains the collection of a later Lord Curzon who was Viceroy of India at the turn of the (20th) century. I'll do an additional post on that.
Vicki presents...Kedleston Hall

Curb appeal view














Back forty view, from the ha-ha, showing the main hall and the flanking side
halls adjoined by the curving galleries















Music room














Withdrawing room














Study/library with beautiful old partner desk



























And a Gentleman's Reading Chair; so-called
because a lady could not sit in it and read,
when attired




















Bedroom


















Dining Room














"Hey, careful man, there's a beverage here!"














The major show-piece: the Grand Hall, marble everywhere, classical scenes
everywhere; Hadrian would have been envious















Thus


















The other show-piece, the saloon, modeled on the Pantheon
(yes, I need a much larger lens)



Southwell Minster

We spent a couple of nights in Southwell, a Thursday and a Monday, and I did several walks around the old town, looking mainly at its Minster (cathedral).
Southwell Minster from the west; a pretty standard British cathedral in overall
structure and history, though begun a bit later than some of the others
















View from nave; well, near the front of the nave...there was very impressive photo
exhibition going on in the back half















Screen, looking into chancel














Elevation: heavy-duty-sized piers, Romanesque arches,
gallery, tiny clerestory with circular window configuration;
wood ceiling




















Choir practice in the choir; other side of the great screen, and the organ















In the chapter house














There are some fine carvings of plants in the chapter house;
this is absolutely the only human figure not defaced by
Cromwell's folk




















What kind of sick and twisted mind would deface a bunny?
Maybe they thought it was the Easter Bunny and therefore
a religious icon?





















On display elsewhere...a 1582 map of Paris














Gifts to the Minster duly noted


















Thus; a set of chimes plus, importantly, funding in perpetuity
(at 1693 rates, presumably) for operations and maintenance