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More Glass

These are a few more photos from the visit to the Stained Glass Museum. It’s surprising, on revisiting the photographs, just how bad they are. The two roundels below give some of my troubles – they were both the same colour when I took them, but they are now distinctly different. I tried to match them up but this is as good as it gets.

They were made in the 1920s by Thomas Cowell and based on the dancer Isadora Duncan, decorating his bathroom in Surbiton for many years.

Several of the pictures are blurred and others are slanted (due partly to my problems with perspective and partly due to not all of the panes being a regular shape). I knew that one had a reflection of what looked like an old testament prophet (I really do need to trim my beard and remaining hair) but I noticed that several others have reflections of the shirt I was wearing that day. It’s the check shirt I always seem to have on in profile photos and selfies. Strangely, it didn’t show on the day, or on my first look, but it’s plainly there now.

The glass on the left is the Duke of Clarence, grandson of Queen Victoria, depicted as St George in a memorial window (he died at 28) which used to be in Buckingham Palace.

On the right is a window commemorating Queen Victoria. It used to be in St Mary Magdalene’s Church, Barnstaple. It was designed by Hugh Arnold.

I’ve included on of the Old Testament Prophet photos, once I realised I couldn’t get a decent shot without me in it I decided to go for the publicity.

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Self-portrait of a poor photographer

Finally we have the window that also provides the featured photo – Lancelot and Elaine based on a German Art Nouveau tapestry designed in 1898. The window was made by Andrew Stoddart (1876 – 1940) and installed in his Nottingham home.

In 1911 he was living with his wife, 2 daughters, brother and servant at 9, Clarendon Street. I’m not sure if that was the house with this window, but it looks like the sort of house that might have a had an elegant window like this. At the time the two brothers were listed as Stained Glass Artists. Searching the internet reveals several of his windows are still on disply, including St Andrew’s and Long Eaton Library.

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Lancelot and Elaine

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The May Queen

And Finally – the May Queen (1900). Designed by George Parlby and painted with paint and silver stain by  Thomas Cowell (1870 – 1949), who also painted the dancers at the top of the page.

Stained Glass for Easter

A few more pictures from the stained glass museum at Ely. I thought it was an appropriate time to show a few more. After a struggle with my connection, which turned out to be a problem with my WordPress account, I’m short of time, so will add detail later. (I have now added details to the photographs, in case you want to know more about the glass – not sure if they show on the featured photo but they are the same as the one below from Essex Unitarian Church.)

A Visit to Ely

My first mistake on this trip was trusting the satnav. A year ago you wouldn’t have heard me say that, because I simply wouldn’t have used it. Since then I have gradually found myself starting to not only use it, but to trust it. This has proved to be a mistake as it has recently tried to take me up a couple of one-way streets, got me lost in Leeds twice and taken us on several strange routes, including a tour of B-road Lincolnshire.

On Friday it tried to take us to Ely by driving past and looping back,  so I switched off and asked Julia to do some map reading.

Married men reading this will probably be experiencing a chilly feeling of deja vu. In addition they will probably be watching, mesmerised, as I flirt with disaster. Fear not. I will admit that there was a touch of domestic discord surrounding navigation, but I am not stupid enough to discuss it in greater depth than that.

Anyway, I like mystery tours, and it gave us the chance to see Fen Drayton Lakes. I was hoping there would be a toilet there, and possibly a Kingfisher. Both hopes were doomed. There are feeders and viewpoints, and lots of water. Unfortunately there was too much for us to do it justice, even after I made a quick stop in a hedge to rectify the lack of toilets. Unfortunately I couldn’t rectify the lack of leaves on the hedge. Ah well…

As we were driving along the roadway to the reserve we crossed the track of the Cambridgeshire Guided Busway. I’d never heard of it until I crossed it, despite it being the longest one in the world. In fact I’d never even heard of a guided busway. My sister, on the other hand, tells me not only has she heard of it, but has actually used it.

In Ely, we found a free car park with toilets. “Free” is a quality I admire in a car park, and “with toilets” is also an excellent quality. This is the Barton Road Car Park, which was in a reasonable walking distance of the Cathedral. There are others, which you can see here.

The Russian Cannon was captured in the Crimean War and presented by Queen Victoria in 1860 on the formation of the Ely Rifle Volunteers.

We decided, for various reasons (which included the price) just to  go to the Stained Glass Museum. We’ve been to the Cathedral in the past, but not to the Stained Glass Museum, and we’re on a budget. I’m thinking of posting something on this subject later. I will also post separately on the Stained Glass Museum, which was so good I want to go back to see it all again.

After the museum we wandered round town for a while, had coffee, checked out some charity shops, tried to buy some pork and took more photographs. Things weren’t great for photographs, as narrow streets and low sun cast many shadows.

The butcher’s shop is Edis of Ely, a fine old-fashioned shop with a great range of products and two walls of award certificates. The two people in the shop were more concerned with talking to a regular customer, who was obviously more interesting than I was. After waiting patiently for some time I decide enough was enough and left, so I can’t tell you if everything was as good as it looked. As they didn’t seem to notice as I left, I can only assume I was either invisible or unwelcome.

As I’ve never been there before I can’t see why I should have been unwelcome so I can only assume my diet has been effective to the point of rendering me difficult to see.

However, one of the charity shops produced an unread copy of The Cat’s Pyjamas (The Penguin Book of Cliches)for £1.50, so I’m over the moon about that.

Oliver Cromwell and his family lived here from 1636-46, though I suspect he wasn’t home much from 1642 0nwards.  What with the size of the entrance fees to the Cathedral and the spirit of Cromwell I’m beginning to feel a bit iconoclastic…