Louis, Louis and Louis

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We are friends, aren’t we? I can tell you things without judgment? Yes? Are you sure?

I ask because I have something I would like to admit, a weakness, and an embarrassing lapse – my knowledge of French royalty is well below par. Yes, I know, not the crime of the century but current TV programmes are really testing my history know how.

I am talking, of course, about the new historical drama, Versailles. A grand production that almost makes me forget my own experience visiting there where the queue for tickets was 1 ½ hours, the Hall of Mirrors was crowded and you could ride around the gardens on golf carts.

The problem that the programme is causing is that, as well as bringing up such fun memories, I am getting very confused which Louis is which. How does it relates to the Louis that lost his head and married Marie Antoinette? Also what about the Louis that has been dramatized in The Musketeers, also currently on BBC? A drama that never tries to portray itself as based on real events, but there exists a historical and literary context nevertheless.

I have decided to help me overcome my problems and avoid spending the entire episodes on Wikipedia at the same time by making the cheat sheet below.

King Reign Notable information English/British Contemporaries
Louis XIII 1610 – 1643 Fictionalised in Alexander Dumas’ The Three Musketeers James I

Charles I

Louis XIV



1643 – 1715 Son of Louis XIII

Built Versailles

Sun King

Good Dancer

Charles I

Oliver Cromwell

Charles II

James II

Mary II

William I

Anne I

George I


Louis XVI 1774 – 1791 Louis XIV’s great great great grandson

Husband of Marie Antoinette

Executed during the French Revolution

George III




Fingers crossed I think that’s all correct and I am not going to even try to get my head around the first 12 Louises (whatever the plural of Louis is).


Angharad x



Another memento from my trip to Versailles a couple of years ago.


Well it’s a good thing I like trains

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Spring has been a season of change for me. I have moved from the post industrial  West Midlands  to the oh so very different post industrial  town of Swindon. Large late 19th and early 20th century solid community  buildings, streets upon streets of terraced houses and a strong  sense of the recent past are here but noticeably unique.

I cannot see the echoes of canals, Cadbury’s Quakers  or automobile factories. Instead it’s all about trains and as this  blog title states it’s a good thing I like them.

Swindon is a place dominated  by a certain  Isambard  Kingdom  Brunel  and his successors at Great Western  Railway with their Engine Works. There are shopping centres named after them, streets, schools, hospitals, you name it. It seems every other building has a GWR  plaque  on it. Only yesterday  I was having a drink at the pub that originally  catered for the  railway coach builders. And I haven’t  even mentioned  STEAM, a museum dedicated  to the history of GWR.

This is the first time for a few years that I  moved somewhere  new, somewhere with no ties, and somewhere whose history is completely  unknown.

So do expect  upcoming posts about  Swindon  and it’s heritage. I might even  look beyond trains, a quick read of its Wikipedia  entry has already told me  it’s mentioned in the Doomsday Book.

Angharad  x 

Long time, no blog

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It’s been a while since my last post and for no good reason. Therefore (drumroll please), I plan to start it up again. I have remembered my username and password and sorted out my header picture after it randomly turned into a grey box.

Are you ready? Then I’ll begin.

There are loads of things I can talk about – a lot of developments in the heritage sector and I have been to many exciting places. One thing that sticks out is a family discussion I had at the weekend – the reconstruction of the keep at Matrera Castle in Spain. One family member liked it and made the valid point that the original building was as blunt and dominating as the reconstructed walls. I am, however, not completely convinced.

News report: http://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/mar/09/matrera-castle-cadiz-spain-restoration-mocked

Firstly I think we should be grateful that the motive behind it was to conserve the tower after it was damaged. Also it’s positive that it has caused an outcry and debate. A much worse fate is that no one cares and it is lost completely. What is more difficult to determine is what is the correct response to its conservation needs and there is of course no correct answer. You will never reach a consensus as mixing the 21st Century with the past is a fraught process.

There are however great examples of where sensitive construction can enhance a historical site’s significance and should be used as inspiration. Below I have listed some that I particularly like for their design and how they have led to continued use of a historic building. A used building is one that will not suffer neglect!

1) British Museum’s Great Court. Ok, the building was never not going to be underused but the addition of the roof over the court has a created a great space that is always buzzing with people whenever I go.

2) Attingham Park’s new roof. Clearly I have a thing for glass ceilings but the National Trust has built a new roof over the original curved cast iron one by John Nash that is cutting edge and sensitively done.

3) Richard III Visitor Centre, Leicester. In a converted red brick school building previously vacant with an extension covering the trench where the king was found, it’s a great visit as well as an asset to the local area.

Another list could be modern buildings built in historic significant sites, Chedworth Roman Villa, being a great example of a new standalone building that greatly enhances the visitor’s understanding of the site while preserving the delicate mosaics. But let’s leave that can of worms for another post. 🙂

Angharad x



Close encounters of the glass making kind

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Have you ever been in situation when you know you have do something boring, but you want to try and make the best out of it?

Well last weekend, I was forced to go sofa shopping which involved heading over to Wolverhampton. Keen to have something to focus on so I could endure the sheer tedium of debating coasters vs legs, plain vs patterned, and bright vs subtle colours, we scoured the local area to see if there is something to see.

A quest that ended up at Red House Glass Cone in Stourbridge. No it’s not a large glass cone, it was where glass was made on a large scale. It is now owned by the council as a testament to the industry that shaped the local area, with a small museum alongside outbuildings home to craft based businesses.

I am not going to lie – my expectations were not that high but I was completely wrong. After milling around huge cone, marvelling at its size while accidently walking around the exhibition the wrong way, I was ready to leave.

And then it changed.

Inside the Red Cone there was a demonstration area and all of a sudden someone appeared. So from heading to the car we ended up sitting transfixed through a 20 minute talk while he made a glass flower from scratch. I was amazed to learn that wet newspaper was used to shape the hot molten glass and that it can take hours and hours and hours and hours for it to cool down in special oven.

It just goes to show what a difference talking to a person is, especially with the added jeopardy of that person is working with very high temperatures and almost dropped the glass on the floor. The museum gift shop then got us on the way out as now we wanted a glass flower of our own, the providence of which was completely authentic.

Next time I have to do something boring, I only hope I manage to find something equally interesting afterwards 🙂


Red Cone

Spot the glass fin, a very common site in the canals in the Black Country.

Your own archive

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In the past few years I have learnt loads about the careful consideration that goes into archive and collections management. In fact it’s one of the focuses of my AMA (Associate of the Museum Association). I can now, I like to think explain what accessioning is, the role of a disposal policy and the importance of a retention schedule.

What I don’t know is what to do with your own archive. I have tasked myself with sorting out my family photos, some of which are nearly 80 years old. They have survived so far but how do I guarantee future generations? In what format? Also I have a fear in three generations how will they know who everyone is? Already I cannot name everyone in my grandparents wedding photos.

The amount of material is increasing every single generation too as there is no limits on how many photos and videos you can take. Just think of how documented a baby born today will be over its life time. But frankly – would anyone in 100 years care?

Also what will happen with my blog? Should I keep it on the internet forever so my great, great, great, grandchildren could read this? (By the way if that is the case and you are reading this now, all you need to know is that your great, great, great, grandmother was awesome and that all the cool kids had a blog about museums). Also what about my Facebook profile? I have had it since I was 17. Surely not everyone in the future needs to see photo evidence of my transition from a teenager with unkempt air to a slightly taller adult with unkempt hair. (Examples of precious photos below.)

I know I am lucky in the sense I am sorting through only one big bag but this has prompted a lot of questions which I don’t as yet have an answer for!

Teenage me –

teenagerrr teenager

‘Grown up’ me

grown up adult

Such timeless memories to be passed down?

Soho House

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The journey continues, after finding a hidden gem in my last post, I have stumbled across another; Soho House, Birmingham. The large Georgian hall is home to the great industrialist Matthew Boulton.

At least this time, I knew some background and who Matthew Boulton was. I can namecheck the members of the Lunar Society, Boulton, James Watt, Erasmus Darwin etc, like any normal woman in her mid twenties … Well not that normal but normal for someone who has an interest in local history and in Birmingham that tends to be from the industrial revolution onwards.

For those not in the know Matthew Boulton, was a very, successful industrialist who built arguably the world’s first factory where he made toys (in the sense of decorative items) at the Soho Manufactory, Birmingham. It also included it owns Mint and he was a leading figure in securing Birmingham to have its own Assay Office. And perhaps most famously he is notable for developing a steam engine with James Watt, imaginatively called ‘Boulton and Watt steam engine’.

Boulton was very important and clever man and the Soho Factory at the height was massive and sprawling over many acres. Just like the great houses, you could even go on tours. A bit different to the likes of Chatsworth or Blenheim, there was even a tea room!

Sadly nothing of the factory exists and not even all the house was saved as only about half still stands. That does however mean it’s not worth a visit. Now owned by the Birmingham Museum Trust and following extensive restoration in the 1990s you can go around the house on a guided tour. Like Castle Bromwich Hall Gardens, it stands out against its surroundings. It’s a slice of Georgian Birmingham on just under an acre in now a busy, vibrant residential area. In one view you saw a beautiful rendered proportional Georgian building and back gardens full of washings lines and kids toys.

Therefore when you actually go inside the house, it’s a bit of a shock as it was clearly a thoroughly researched restoration and apart from the odd visitor rope, you were transported back to Georgian England with its faux marble pillars, optical illusions and a floor stained with saffron. I would have a felt out of place in my hoodie and jeans, a long corseted muslin dress would perhaps be more appropriate, but you get the sense that Boulton would not have minded. Our tour guide explained that due to the Boulton servicing the debts he took on to the developing the factory, he was only making real money in his later years, he didn’t opt to deck it out super luxuriously when he could as he couldn’t see the point.

That’s not to say it isn’t grand, but knowing that it’s not a grand as could have been, I think is a good testament to his character. An image slightly tainted when you learnt he married his late wife sister!

So I do recommend a trip to Soho House, it’s not like any other Georgian house I have visited. Add to that Boulton’s role in the shaping of Birmingham, for a history geek like me, it ticked all the boxes.

Angharad x

Where the 17th Century meets the M6

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There is nothing ground breaking in the juxtaposition of the old and new in the heritage sector but today, for me, it was brought sharply into focus as I discovered a hidden gem in my home city; Castle Bromwich Hall Gardens.

What do you say? Haven’t heard of it either?

I am not surprised. It’s a 10 acre baroque garden around a hall that is now in private hands as a hotel and stuck underneath Birmingham Airport’s flight path, next to the roaring M6. It’s not exactly somewhere where you just happen to come across it in the midst of the large industrial area to the east of Birmingham city centre.

My description, I admit, is however a tad misleading as there is a great deal of beauty and tranquillity there, especially on a warm Spring afternoon.

The gardens, operated by a charitable trust with a small team of staff and volunteers, is one of the best heritage gardens I have come across. Even to my non horticultural eye I could tell these were well tended, indeed, well loved gardens. Beautiful vistas, immaculate beds and patiently trained trees made it simply a wonderful place to visit. The ethos of returning the gardens to how they would have been when first planted between 1680 – 1762 does truly, to use a well coined phase, feel like you travelling back in time.

The obstacle is however its 21st Century surroundings. Every ten minutes or so, a plane flew over, or you caught a glimpse of a car park, and the M6 made its presence known, constantly. It brings up a difficult question about how you present historic sites. It’s not just about when you should ‘stop the clock’ but how to the stop the modern world encroaching. The only other comparable example I can think of where a motorway added to the soundscape was the National Trust’s Moseley Old Hall in Wolverhampton. A place where it clashed even more so as when we visited historical reenactors were occupying the building as a one off special event.

Clearly I need to travel further, out of the West Midlands, to find a place without all the additional sights and sounds. But then if I did, I doubt I would enjoyed the contrast of the beautiful gardens in my industrial modern home city.

Castle Bromwich Hall Garden’s website – http://www.cbhgt.org.uk/