Tuesday, August 17, 2021

The Regent's Park

We'd been into or through any number of parks and gardens in our month here. It's difficult to go anywhere on foot, as we often are, without encountering one. But we wanted to spend some time exploring one of the major parks, and for this day chose The Regent's Park, perhaps a mile away. It goes back to the early 19th century and is home to a number of special gardens as well as the London Zoo. After doing southern Africa a few years ago, we're sort of over zoos, so we focused on the gardens, particularly Queen Mary's Rose Garden, one of the largest we've seen. 12,000 varieties. The Regent's Park was a gift of the Prince Regent, later George IV, of a former royal hunting preserve, to developers in a deal that would make everyone happy and wealthy. The Prince Regent backed out eventually, but the developers hung on, adding great mansions and terraces around the enormous park for their wealthy friends to buy. And the rest is history. But it's a really huge and nice park, there now for the enjoyment of all. It is astonishingly well kept and well used by the people.

Passing by the Royal Academy of Music: if only
I'd practiced more

Helpful map of the Park: many gardens, water features, outdoor
theater, the zoo, boulevards and trails throughout; not quite as
large as Rhode Island

Usual Royal gate

So as I said, we wanted to concentrate on the Queen's Rose
Gardens, since we had just the one day; I doubt that we saw
all 12,000 varieties; despite it's being August already, however,
they were in wonderfully good flowering condition; every bed
was labeled

Nice soothing water features all around


"Singing in the rain"...they must sing a lot here




Lots of topiary too


Purveyors to the Queen's Gardens....



Yes! Bananas!



Among the many boulevards

After seeing enough roses and water features we spent a while 
looking at some of the Georgian terrace buildings that ring around
the Park and which financed it; even now they are sought-after
properties

Mysteriously, my camera had switched over to the faded Kodachrome
look; perhaps not inappropriately


Good fences make good neighbors, particularly if the spikes are
large and sharp enough

More mews; with the advent of the automobile, no mews became
good mews...

Park Crescent

Walking back home past one of London's less
popular landmarks



Monday, August 16, 2021

Temple And the Inns of Court

Enough museums for a while. Before tackling the V&A, again, we decided to do a couple days outside, seeing a park or two and a part of town completely new to us. Tuesday, August 10th, we saw Temple, a part of London not on the must-see list but nonetheless important. Executive summary: the Order of the Knights Templar were welcomed in England by Henry I, built their temple at Temple in the mid-12th, fell out of favor with the Pope and were superseded by the Hospitallers, then the whole thing was Dissolved by Henry VIII, and then...James I gave the whole shebang to...the lawyers. Evidently he had not seen Henry VI, Part 2, Act IV, Scene 2, where Dick the Butcher utters one of the Bard's most beloved lines: "First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers." 

Explaining the Inns of Court and the organization of the legal profession here is beyond the scope of this blog. Probably beyond any scope. Having studied the Michelin Green Guide and the relevant Wikipedia articles for, oh, a good ten minutes, I think, the best way to understand it all is as a remnant of the Medieval guild system and of the English split from Roman law, favored by the Church, which also held that legal education and practice was to be the business of the clergy. The result of said split is that we get English Common Law, practiced by non-clerics, who needed to organize and regulate themselves and who also needed a place to practice. They'd been operating in the Temple area from the time of the Edwards, and apparently James I just formalized what had already been growing for centuries. Queen Elizabeth II recently re-upped the whole arrangement on the 400th anniversary of James' action. 

In any case, if you want to be a barrister here, you have to be a member of one of the four Inns of Court located at Temple: Gray's Inn, Lincoln's Inn, Inner Temple, or Middle Temple. Also probably pass the exam and pay some hefty dues. (Apart from the state bar associations, there's nothing very similar in the US; and, of course, in the US there are just lawyers, not barristers and solicitors and what have you, as here.) The Temple area, consisting of many blocks from the Victoria Embankment on the river up to Fleet Street, where the Royal Courts are, is a centuries-old combined office and residential center for the upper legal profession. Many blocks, many buildings, streets, alleys, gardens, restaurants, and such. Here you could, if you wanted to, eat, sleep, and practice law 24x7. Also maybe keep an eye out for Dick the Butcher.

Entrance to the Royal Courts on Fleet St.

Quite a huge, flamboyant affair

So you duck in what might have been a covered alley, pass
between some buildings, and you're in Legal World

Street scene; prior to COVID one would have seen many suits,
maybe even a black gown and wig; but not anymore

But there it is, The Temple, 1180s, modeled after the Temple of 
the Holy Sepulchre, Jerusalem, and, in fact, consecrated by the
high holy guy himself back then

"Mother Church of the Common Law"--alas, closed due to COVID

Entrance

Detail; the whole area was severely damaged in 1940, rebuilt;
much of the original remains



   

Among the many buildings

Some of the tenants

The whole nicely landscaped

Memorials here and there; Temple figured importantly in Dickens'
writings, also some in 17th century writings



Middle Temple Hall, where Queen Elizabeth I
attended the first performance of Twelfth Night

Fountain Court, Middle Temple

Toward the gardens and the river




Paschal Lamb, symbol of Middle Temple

Legal notice as you leave the premises

Embankment entrance
Alas, the gardens had just closed by the time we got there, so we
had to content ourselves strolling along the embankment


Apparently her last public appearance

Marking the boundary between City of London
and Westminster

River view

Covent Garden

After the National Gallery, we walked past St. Martin in the Fields and had lunch at a brasserie down the street, a kir royale and steak frites for her, and a pastis and salade nicoise for me. Despite the grandeur of London, we're already thinking about the glories of Paris. We walked back home, passing through Covent Garden and snapping a few pix.

Next door to the brasserie, and above (we ate outside) was this
old pub sign of interest, the "green man and French horn"

Sic transit, Gloria

Looking back to St. Martin's, where we once had an interesting
dinner and heard a memorable concert

Theaters and shows seemingly on every street


Street decor

Street scenes

In one of the market halls at Covent Garden

Entertainment on the square


Opening on to the large antiques market (forget Portobello)

A study in how packaging has changed

And more theaters and shows...Drury Lane


A pub where efforts at greening-up are underway

Other efforts