2021 reviewed in 12 photographs, one from each month of the year.

For some of the months it was difficult to choose only one photograph.

The individual photos can be viewed by clicking on the links below.

1. Leegomery Pool, 2. Local Pathway, 3. All Saints Church, Wellington, 4. Hodnet Hall, 5. Ludlow Castle Walls, 6. Stonehenge, 7. Tasty Treats in Ledbury, 8. Roseway, Wellington, 9. View from Brough Castle, 10. Autumn, 11. Fountains Abbey, 12. The Swan Hotel, Hay-on-Wye

Before the Wellington Arch was moved to it’s present location it was topped by a controversial statue of The Duke of Wellington. When the arch was dismantled and relocated the statue was taken down and replaced by the Quadriga that now tops the arch. This left the question of what to do with the statue of  Wellington.

In 1883 the arch was dismantled and reconstructed on its present site. The Wellington statue was taken down in the process, and the question of what to do with it arose again.

No one seems to have wanted it back on the arch, and a strongly worded memorandum from the president and academicans of the Royal Academy urged the government to relieve London of ‘a blot which has long been a source of annoyance to Englishmen and of derision to foreigners’.

A committee chaired by the Prince of Wales was formed to consider the beautification of the newly formed place. It cast around for another site for the giant statue, but not finding one that met with approval proposed to melt it down. At this point the army spoke up; much of the money subscribed for the statue had come from officers, and they wanted it if no one else did. So, in 1885, the statue was unveiled on a new site near the garrison church at Aldershot by the Prince of Wales, where it remains.

The committee commissioned Sir Joseph Boehm to make a new equestrian stature of the Duke of Wellington, and in 1888 the very fine monument which stands opposite Apsley House was unveiled.*

* From the English Heritage guide book to The Wellington Arch and the Marble Arch.

The Wellington Arch and its companion Marble Arch have interesting histories.  The English Heritage guidebook introduction gives a brief overview:

Usually built to commemorate a great victory, the triumphal arch was a familiar feature of the Roman world.  In the 1820s, this classical model was adapted by two of the finest architects on the day: Decimus Burton used it for the Wellington Arch, and John Nash copied the Arch of Constantine in Rome as the basis for the Marble Arch.  This was no mere accident, since both arches were indeed mean to serve as victory monuments.  After much public lobbying, Britain was at last to have appropriate memorials marking its military and naval triumphs over Napoleonic France.

The patron behind these works was King George IV, who had long been greatly interested in architecture.  His vision was that of a grand ceremonial route into his newly planned metropolitan residence, Buckingham Palace.  The Wellington Arch would serve as the outer entrance at the top of Constitution Hill, and the Marble Arch would open gloriously into the courtyard of the palace itself.

The guidebook goes onto explain the context for design and construction of each arch and also their turbulent later histories, including their complete removal to fresh sites in the Victorian era, through to the present day.

Many years ago, a former work colleague organised a day trip to London. The one off trip turned into an annual event taking place in October or November. A core group of people are always present on the trips. The 2013 trip took place last Saturday and, as one of my colleagues said today ‘London 2013 won’t be forgotten in a hurry’.

On arrival we were dropped off at Marble Arch. Mr C and I took a leisurely stroll along the edge of Hyde Park to the Wellington Arch where we were informed that the lift was currently out of order and that we would have to use the stairs.  I found out later that the lift had only just broken!

I had not visited the Wellington Arch before and it is currently housing an exhibition that I particularly wanted to see. The exhibition is called ‘Brutal & Beautiful… Saving the Twentieth Century’. The exhibition looks at the love/hate relationship with our recent architectural past and asks ‘what is worth saving?’ I found the exhibition very interesting; there was a varied selection of unique architecture which was not necessarily pleasing on the eye. But in the context of keeping it as a history of the past, maybe we should… You can view a few examples here.

We hailed a cab to take us for lunch in a location near to the Wallace Collection.  Mr C had a particular restaurant in mind but couldn’t remember which street it was in. The taxi driver was brilliant he took us to the best place for restaurants only 5 minutes walk from the Wallace Collection.  He dropped us right outside the restaurant that Mr C had in mind and gave us directions to the Wallace Collection.  We had an enjoyable, leisurely lunch including chatting to two ladies on an adjoining table.

We then set off for the Wallace Collection.

I thoroughly enjoyed the Wallace Collection’s displays of French 18th century painting, furniture and porcelain with superb Old Master paintings and a world class armoury. There was so much to take in and I know I missed a lot but I will go back again, perhaps next year. After picking up some sandwiches to eat on the coach on our way home and a refreshing cup of tea we visited Foyles book shop. I was allowed far too much time in there. I came away with three books…

We along with everyone else arrived at the coach pick up on time. The coach set off at the allotted time and all was well for about ten minutes… As we were travelling on the A40 just outside the city the coach driver announced that there was a problem. The turbo charger had broken!! The driver nursed the coach off the A40 onto the slip road towards Shepherds Bush where he parked the coach before phoning the coach company for them to make alternative arrangements for our journey home.

Shortly after, a fire engine and an ambulance arrived and parked either side of the coach.  Apparently some other travellers on the A40 had noticed the clouds of smoke (burn’t oil) emitting from the coach and had informed the emergency services that a bus was on fire!!

A fireman boarded the coach and some of the older ladies got excited seeing a man in a uniform! He beat a very hasty retreat…

The police came eventually to evaluate the situation. Before leaving they advised that there were no food or toilet facilities in the area and that people could get off the coach as long as they stayed between the coach and the slipway barrier.

A London coach company phoned to say they couldn’t take us all the way home but they could take us to the nearest service station and they could be there in ten to fifteen minutes. In the meanwhile the A40 had been closed off for maintenance causing to the A40 traffic to be funneled off onto the slip road that was partially blocked by our coach. Fifteen minutes passed by, there was no sign of the local coach, but the tow truck turned up and waited alongside us. A while later the London company driver phoned to say he couldn’t find us, what was our post code location? Our driver said, ‘I am not from this area I don’t know the postcode’.  He then provided detailed directions to where we were. The London company coach driver eventually phoned to say, ‘I can’t find you.  I am here’ (here was just around the corner).

The police were phoned again so they could come and assess the situation.  Towing a coach with people on board is only allowed with a police escort.  At this stage we had been trapped on the coach for 4 hours.  However, due to the camaraderie, it felt a lot less.  Eventually the police got through the road block and escorted the towed coach around the corner to the petrol station where the relief coach had parked. The petrol station refused to allow any of the passengers to use their loos and the relief coach driver got a frosty response from all the passengers.

We were quite relieved to be deposited at the motorway service station at midnight. There was food (of sorts), toilet facilities and the welcome relief of being able to stretch our legs and walk around.

The rescue coach that our company had sent out was also beset by delays… All the motorways to London had roadworks in places causing detours which meant that an hour was added to its journey. We sat, we drank, we ate and used the facilities We were SO happy when the relief coach arrived.

I eventually arrived back home at 4.10 am and I was in bed 10 minutes later…

I wonder what London 2014 will bring…