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dubmill · 2 years

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Weekend: 11/12 June 2022

It was very late when I set out on Saturday, so I decided to catch a train up to New Barnet, then the 107 to Arkley, to repeat a walk I’ve done many times before – from Arkley Lane to Potters Bar via South Mimms service station. It was a beautiful evening – nicely warm but not too hot. However, as I approached Potters Bar, I had to cut it short, otherwise I’d have been getting to the pub well after 9.00 pm. I wished then that I’d set out earlier. But if I had, I’d have had to deal with the hotter, more oppressive middle of the day, which increasingly I find intolerable, and the walk – up Arkley Lane, through Saffron Green and round the side of Dyrham Park, then Wash Lane – would have been much less magical.

Beer-wise, I seem to have hit a lucky streak. I haven’t had a bad one in ages. At the Admiral Byng I had Elgood’s Cambridge Bitter. I’d not heard of it before, but on the pump clip it said it had won a prize, so I chose it, despite several other tempting ones being available. It was very good.

I promised myself that I’d start much earlier on Sunday, and while I did leave the house several hours earlier, I had to cross London by Underground (rather than a fast train), and I was delayed. At Manor House I found the station closed. I hadn’t seen anything about it on the TfL website but it turned out that selective industrial action by station staff was causing a number of stations to be shut for the day. Others I heard mentioned in announcements on trains were Russell Square and Pimlico.

With Manor House closed, I had to catch a bus to Finsbury Park, so it was nearly 4.00 pm by the time I reached West Acton.

I knew from past experience that I’d want a urination stop fairly early on, and in the midst of all the suburbia and heavily trafficked parks I figured that Hanger Hill Wood would be a good spot. It’s a very nice fragment of ancient woodland, with the busy North Circular on one side, but quiet within and hardly anyone around. However, there were no desire paths branching off the main paths, and the forest floor was fairly heavy on nettles, brambles and other, carpet-like undergrowth. I didn’t fancy getting stung or pricked, or stepping in hidden dog shit for that matter. After some searching, I was on the point of giving up, so I exited the wood at the southern end of Chatsworth Road and walked up the hill along the North Circular, but then found a little ingress point back into the wood, with a faint desire path leading to a spot that was perfect for my needs.

Continuing on my way, I felt a bit out of sorts, with some niggling pains at the back of my right leg. The pains seemed to go away when I walked fast, but kept coming back when I stood still to look at the map or take a photo.

Low on energy, I had a pleasant rest on a bench in the churchyard at Perivale, eating an Eccles cake while enjoying the sunshine amid the graves and with the sounds of people playing golf on the adjacent course.

My original plan was to walk all the way to Uxbridge. That would have been about 15 miles, but at nearly 8.00 pm I was only at about 7.5 miles. My furthest extent west was Islip Gardens, Northolt, where I was trying to reach the Dog Rose Ramble/Hillingdon Trail via a short section of footpath between houses. But the path was inaccessible due to a locked gate, so I decided then to turn back and make my way to Northolt station.

I had intended to go to the Wetherspoon’s at Uxbridge, or maybe even the General Elliott, but now decided to head to the nearest Wetherspoon’s I could think of that could be reached quickly – the Plough & Harrow in Hammersmith. Northolt is on the Central line, but there’s a permitted Oyster transfer at Hanger Lane, where I got off and walked about half a mile to Park Royal (Piccadilly line).

At the Plough & Harrow, my good luck with beer continued with Lancaster Black stout. I had one pint and a meal then left.

As it was only 10.00 pm, and I was dissatisfied with the 8.5 miles I’d done from West Acton to Northolt, I thought I’d walk some more. Had it been a couple of hours earlier, I might have walked all the way home, but that would have taken three to four hours, so I calculated that I could maybe make it as far as Trafalgar Square, then catch the 29 home. It’s a simple, straight, flat walk, more or less east – King Street, Hammersmith Broadway, Hammersmith Road, Kensington High Street, along the south side of the park to Knightsbridge, Hyde Park Corner, Piccadilly, then down Haymarket. I reached the square at 11.30. The distance was 6.23 miles (that figure included about half a mile I’d already walked from Hammersmith station to the Plough & Harrow). Total distance for the day was about 16 miles.

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greaterlondonsurveyoruk · 1 year

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greaterlondonsurveyor · 1 year

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Anstey Horne

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sixaratm · 7 months

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E.T. Arcade / A trailer park in Acton, CA - 1984

“This game was $1.75 and different from all the others.”

#oldschool #retro #80s #cyberpunk #gaming #retrowave #arcade #synthwave #1980s #the last starfighter

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dominikadecember · 6 months

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In case anyone is interested, this is Gunnersbury Park in Acton, London, UK. My dog is also featured because she's a massive show off.

This is where the first kiss was filmed and the scene where Henry tells Alex that Prince Henry belongs to Britain.

When the movie first came out I was extremely angry and upset that I didn't know they filmed there as I go with my dog to this park every weekend. Whilst I am still a bit bitter, I'm finally letting go and wanted to share these photos with you.

This park is gorgeous and if you have a chance to go for a stroll there, I highly advise it. It has a really nice path, there's a couple of ponds and it's just nice to go to there for your mental health.

#rwrb #red white and royal blue #red white & royal blue #gunnersbury park #rwrb bts

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allie-campbell-bradshaw · 5 months

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Chapter 13: Wait

A/N: I can’t lie, I am not the biggest fan of this Chapter! My writing seems choppy and I was cringing the whole time I was editing this. Maybe it’s the anxiety of writing in Bradley’s POV after Friday night…I’m not sure. I thought about doing away with it, but I felt it was crucial that we start to see Bredley’s determination in wooing Allie. Please know, other chapters are much better than this one! I mention this in my notes for every chapter, but just in case you missed it– I do not give permission for my work to be re-posted without credibility. If you do want to post this story to your page, please be sure that you tag my account or at least mention its original source in your post.

Also: This story is sequential…please go back and read my other chapters, in order, for the best results!

Again, thank you for being here and I hope you enjoy :)

Warnings: Swearing

Chapter 13: Wait

BRADLEY’S POV

I cleared my throat as everyone kept their gaze on me. Even the bartenders were staring at me as they wiped down the counters. The bar wasn’t as full as it was earlier in the night during my whole act, but there was still a considerable amount of military men there.

“Holy shit” I heard an upperclassman, who was sitting at the table next to me, mutter under his breath. I walked over to the piano, grabbed my aviators, and placed them over my eyes.

“Yeah,” I muttered under my breath as I strutted my way out of there, pursing my lips as though I was about to whistle, but nothing came out. I could only imagine what everyone was now saying in there, and what people were going to be told at the Academy.

I slid into my blue ford bronco and made my way back to campus. Javy, Emmett, and Natasha had plans to play poker in the recreation area. It didn’t interest me as much as going to Mission in Acton did, and now knowing what was destined to happen to me there, I’m glad I went!

Before I knew it, I was parked in the student lot. I opted to leave Allie’s sweater in the car to avoid any other rumors. The rec. was packed with students, mainly those under 21 that were too chicken shit to get fakes. Natasha, Javy, and Emmett all had one, and normally they would be down to go out, but apparently this poker game is a big deal! The winner gets a shit ton of money and lots of favors done for them until the next tournament. I walked over to the tables of students playing. Natasha and Emmett were still in, but Javy was standing behind Natasha’s chair, obviously out.

Emmett did a double take between his cards and me, landing his eyes on my own at the third glance, obviously taken aback by the fact that I was now here.

“You’re back early.” Natasha stated. It was true, when I went out to the bar, I would be gone until 1 or 2 in the morning. Today was different. Completely different.

“And you’ve seen some action.” Javy said, eyeing me up and down. That’s when I realized how uncomfortably cold I was as my soaked clothes were drying in the intensely air conditioned room. The adrenaline that I had from talking with Allie masked how uncomfortable I was by the damp clothes up until now.

“Only a little.” I responded to him. All of them looked at each other, making it obvious that they were predicting my actions earlier in the night.

“Allie?” Emmett questioned. I didn’t say anything. Instead, I slightly smirked, turned on my heels, and made my way to the door.

I didn’t see them behind me as I continued to walk, but I did hear the sound of two hands clasping together. In my mind, Emmett and Natasha were shaking hands, as if to congratulate each other on their accomplishments. An accomplishment of getting one for their good friends laid, which hadn’t happened yet, but one could only hope.

I smirked as I exited the rec. room, feeling the stares of students as I left.

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“Now do you understand!” I panted, frustrated with having to explain myself a second time to this nurse that just wasn’t caring enough to listen to me. It was now Sunday morning, and just an hour ago, I realized that the napkin that contained Allie’s number had been ruined when we were in the water. I figured I would just go to the hospital and see if she was working. Just my luck, she wasn’t. So here I was, explaining myself to one of her co-workers, wanting so desperately for her to understand my plea and give me Allie’s number.

It wasn’t working. This woman was more frustrating and cold than Allie was, and that was saying a lot! She had her cold eyes sinking into me. Her expression was completely stone-cold. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head and let out a deep sigh before returning my eyes to hers. Her deep complexion and light pink scrubs were piercing. I didn’t know what it would take to get me through to this woman!

“So,” I said, taking a calm approach to see if she would let up, “Is there anything you can do for me”?

She just stared at me, her expression the same as it was these past 5 minutes. I’m not even sure she blinked.

I barged into the hospital, not even waiting for the sliding glass doors to open completely before I was fully in the lobby, noticing the two women at the receptionist desk.

I looked at them and gave a wave as I made my way to the doors that led to the right wing, knowing I would have more luck talking with one of her nurse friends than them.

“Hey, you can’t do that!” I heard one of them yell, but I didn’t care. I needed to get her number and I needed it now.

There was only 1 nurse at the nurses station. She had a dark complexion and pink scrubs on. She was wearing a white coat over her pink scrub shirt. The coat had pastel bears, bottles, and binkies on them. Thank God! A nice one. Her hair was up in a bun that was directly behind her head. “Hi!” I said to her, smiling brightly.

“How can I help you?” She said, seeming less friendly than I had imagined, but she was an older nurse, and I know how burnt out they get after doing this job for decades.

“I was wondering if you could give me the phone number of one of your nurses on staff.” I said, getting straight to the point.

This caused her to sit up straight, becoming more attentive to our conversation than before. She crossed her arms and held them tight to her chest. “And who may I ask is the nurse in question?” She asked, with a real attitude.

I hesitated for a moment, knowing full well how she was going to react when I said her name, “Allie Campbell”. I let it slip out, sooner than I would have liked.

She rolled her eyes to the back of her head and let her head fall slightly, before exiting our conversation by uncrossing her arms and going back to her laptop.

“Look, you don’t understand okay.” I snapped back, reaching over and shutting the screen of the laptop. She let out a deep sigh and looked at me, not saying anything, so I knew she would at least listen for a moment, “We had an…amazing time together on Friday night. And she left her number, but it got destroyed in my pocket when we were dancing in the moonlight in the water of Acton Cove”.

She had the biggest ‘what the fuck’ look on her face, not even knowing what to say. “So,” I said, reaching over and grabbing one of the pale yellow sticky notes that was at the front of the station, taking the liberty of also grabbing a pen as well before continuing, “I was wondering if you could write it down for me and just leave it on the desk and I can indiscreetly grab it from you. I won’t tell anybody.”

I looked at her with hopeful eyes but hers were just plain, expressionless, “Boy,” she said loudly, “Are you out of your damn mind!”

This took me by surprise. I thought nurses were supposed to be the friendliest people, doing anything they can to help their patients. Me. “Yes” I finally muttered, quietly, but loud enough that I knew she would hear.

We looked at each other for a moment, neither of us daring to move, “please” I whispered, it was more of a beg than anything…like an owner getting the neighborhood together to look for their lost puppy.

She didn’t budge, but shifted her body slightly, to show that she was growing frustrated. I looked down and nodded a little before looking back at her, “Then I’ll wait here until you leave and steal her file”.

Her eyes grew wide at my threat, and I immediately sunk into my insecurities, knowing full well that that was the wrong thing to say. “Then you must think I’m a damn fool if you believe I’m going to let you out of my sight for one second”.

“You’ll leave here eventually”, I said, matching her tone.

“I am 10 minutes into a 24 hour shift. I have a record of going 8 hours straight without using the bathroom, and lucky for you, I have an aid that comes and brings me my meals which I get the ‘privilege’ to enjoy at the nursing station so I can monitor the newbees that are hired here on base, and when I’m not here there are always 2 more nurses that are monitoring the area, to make sure moronic dipshits like you don’t steal any patient information…or in this case, employee information”.

I looked down, completely put in my place. She kept her stare on me as I thought about my next move, glancing over at the empty lobby, “I guess I’ll wait then.” I said to her, as I made my way to a chair in the lobby, plopping down and looking over at the nurse whom I just had the ‘pleasure’ of getting to know. She kept her eyes on me as the beige colored doors to the wing of the hospital closed between us. 24 hours. Here we go!

After sitting in the chair for some time, lost in thought, I glanced over at the clock behind my left shoulder, “9:15”. Fuck! It had only been 30 minutes.

I resumed my thoughts, thinking about the most random of things, letting my mind drift in whatever direction it wanted to go. No matter what I was thinking about, my thoughts always went to Allie.

Around 10:30, I approached a receptionist and asked for a paper and pen, doodling at my chair, making patterns of diamonds-shading in every other one. I filled 3 more papers with random shapes and patterns until the pen ran out of ink. After noticing the looks I got from the receptionists (obviously now filled in with what me and the Black nurse talked about), I didn’t dare approach them and ask for another pen.

It was now noon, and I was starting to wander around the waiting room. A few people had now occupied some of the other chairs, watching me like I was a crazy person. After a few minutes, I started to do some pushups. My goal was to be able to do 100 by the end of the year. I got to 36, easily, when I noticed some whispers of other people in the lobby, so I aborted my plan.

At 12:45, the nurse in pink came out to the waiting room, eyebrows raised but face still emotionless. I could tell she was surprised to have seen me still there. I looked at her with a “war-like” expression, making it clear that I was not giving up. She shook her head and rolled her eyes as she grabbed some clipboards from the receptionist desk and made her way back to her nursing station.

The two women at the desk must have felt bad for me, because after sitting around doing nothing for another hour and half, they put out a box of trinkets and toys. I found a paddleball game and decided to work on my motor skills with that. After about 45 minutes, I had mastered the objective and put it back in the box.

It was then that I excused myself to take a restroom break in the bathroom on the east side of the waiting room. When I came back out, I noticed there was a plate of food and glass of milk on the table. It was from King Hall, steak, potatoes, and mixed vegetables, all covered in brown gravy. I looked over at the receptionist desk, which was empty. It took me a second, but I finally managed to put the pieces together…realizing it was from the nurse that I talked to this morning. I accepted it gratefully and ate every bite, not noticing how hungry I actually was until the contents were melting on my tongue at the first bite.

The rest of the evening was spent people-watching. One man came into the emergency room with blood gushing from an injury on his stomach. The nurse in pink was one of the ones that ran over and tended to him, looking at me and taking notice of my presence on her way.

About 20 minutes later, she came back from the left wing and looked over at me, like the way a babysitter looks at a child that comes out of their room after bedtime. I hadn’t moved, determined to do this the right way. She had a look of doubt on her face as she walked back over to her station on the right wing. She examined her area and had a shocked/impressed expression on her face when she saw that nothing had been moved or manipulated. Truly, I didn’t even notice that the nurses station was unguarded and unoccupied until just now.

I gave her a smirk as the doors closed, making us drop our gaze on each other.

The lights eventually dimmed and I pulled a chair over so I could recline my legs. Before I knew it, I was waking up from my slumber. To my surprise, I found that my head was resting on a white pillow, and a fleece navy blanket had been placed over my lap. Damn Martha (I unofficially named her)!

I looked over at the clock. It was 2:00 in the morning, only 5 more hours to go!

I drifted off again and woke up to the sunlight shining brightly on my face. The doors to the right wing of the hospital opened and ‘Martha’ came out, carrying a black purse on her shoulder. I groggily looked over at the clock and saw that it was 6:00am. “They let you off early?” I asked her in a tone that was way too friendly to match our true relationship status.

“I gotta give it to you Bradshaw, I’m impressed”.

“How did you-” I was about to ask how she knew my name before I froze, assuming the answer to my own question. I’m sure everyone in this hospital knew my name.

I rubbed my eyes, feeling the soreness and stiffness radiating from my whole body. I made a face that was a mixture of exhaustion and pain as I moved my muscles around, adjusting from the uncomfortable position I was in.

“You’re maybe a little too good,” she said, smirking at me. “I’ll let Allie know you stopped by.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, my eyes still adjusting to the light. “Well, isn’t she coming”?

“She doesn’t work today. She isn’t a full-time staff member during the school year” Martha said as she made her way to the door.

“She isn’t-” I muttered to myself, realizing what that bitch Martha had just said. “Why didn’t you say something!” I yelled to her as she made her way out the door

“Have a good day!” She yelled back from outside, smirking as she turned the corner.

Are.

You.

Fucking.

Kidding.

Me.

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7-takes · 2 months

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anyone ever wanna just. get on a bus and just. go

right now is a terrible idea since its like 10pm and ill probably get stranded but. I want to

anyway here's some cool places I've seen buses terminate at and want to see what's there:

-chiswick business park, idk I checked it out on google maps and it looks cool, I'll be sure to go when I go to chiswick park

-worlds end, its a pub in camden but I got really confused the first time I saw it 😭

-acton vale, I live in acton but I've never been here, idk what a vale is lol

-hayes by-pass, if this is just a depressing stretch of motorway I'm gonna be very disappointed

that's all I have for now but I'll be sure to update when I ride more buses (buses are underrated)

#bus #tfl #london #just random thoughts

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gogmstuff · 1 year

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1790s - Dress in transition

Top 1790s Rural Charity by John Raphael Smith (location ?). From fripperiesandfobs.tumblr.com/image/25240050971; fixed spots & some flaws w Pshop 1219X1484.

Second row left 1791 Family portrait with the Colosseum in the background by Jacques Sablet (Musée cantonal des Beaux-Arts Lausanne - Lausanne, Vaud, Switzerland). From tumblr.com/themusingsofadah 1536X1274.

Second row right 1791 Penelope Lee Acton by George Romney (Huntington Library ). From theessenceoffrenchness.tumblr.com/image/169610889996; increased exposure 45% 700X1140.

Third row 1793 (after) Sophia, Lady Burdett by Sir Thomas Lawrence (National Portrait Gallery - London, UK). From Wikimedia 2400X3874.

Fourth row left 1796 Maistre Sisters by Antoine-Jean Gros (Art Institute of Chicago - Chicago, Illinois, USA). From their Web site; removed spots throughout image w Pshop 946X1325.

Fourth row right 1796 Two Women Making Music by Pauline Azou (Santa Barbara Museum of Art - Santa Barbara, California, USA). From tumblr.com/themusingsofadah; fit to screen 1297X1300.

Fifth row 1797 Elizabeth Iliffe, Countess of Egremont by Thomas Phillips (Petworth House and Park - Petworth, West Sussex, UK). From arthive.com/artists/2927~Thomas_Phillips/works/521626~Elizabeth_Iliffe_Countess_of_Egremont#show 771X1000.

Sixth row 1798 Theresa Parker by Henry Edridge (location ?). From tumblr.com/themusingsofadah 2048X2986.

#1790s fashion #Directoire fashion #late Georgian fashion #picture hat #large curl coiffure #waist band #high neckline #shoes #scoop neckline #hair band #virago sleeves

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thisisaheist · 8 days

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Well, I definitely got my Whovian on, during last month's trip 😂 (The TARDIS in Glasgow and the Torchwood entrance in Cardiff were just from the bus, though. But still amazing to see.) The Dalek, Cyberman, and Voc were at Gunnersbury Park in the Brentford/Chiswick/Ealing/Acton area. Heaps of random Doctor Who props & memorabilia. It's only on until June 2024 btw, so if you're in the right area and happen to want to see a bunch of Who stuff for free, in a lovely old manor house in a very pretty and historic park... yeah, not long left!

#travel #doctor who

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cpkd123 · 2 months

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Very very late weekly round up (4th/10th)

Tres boring week didn’t go to school ONCE, shock horror. My week in bullet points:

- had my csm interview, thanked the lady at the end for talking✊✊✊ (defo got in🙄)

- laptop died and spent 2 days trying to sort that out, lost 5 years of photos in the process

- brought a new jacket, need to get it dry cleaned🙄

- had Pret 3 days in a row🔥

- went to heath cafe w dulcie and kitty (so regret not getting pasta)

- watched a nail biting arsenal match (won it ofc🙄)

- went OLD QUEENS HEAD, actually too lit missed it there

- chilled w my grandparents

GOT ABSOLUTELY NO PICS - just my walk back through the park after a useless trip to Acton, some work I did, and a my Mother’s Day set up.

I lied guys I acc had pics.

Media of the week

Songs -

Podcast - emergency intercom

Random - charity shop sue, id go as far to say she’s HILARIOUS. Also addicted to reels it’s a problem.

There was actually a lot more for me to recap on that I though there was so can only apologise for my tardiness. I will not be late this week. LOVE.

Clara

#very very late weekly round up #Spotify

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flatsquirrell · 4 months

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Gunnersbury Park & South Acton

#elloon #london #Acton #Gunnersbury #winter

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corallapis · 1 year

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Henry ‘Chips’ Channon: The Diaries (Vol. 1), 1918-38, entry for 9th April 1923

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Monday 9th April — Hackwood¹

Have been spending a few days here … a simpatico party … Lady Curzon, glittering, gracious and a supreme hostess, all the Duggans;² Lady Patricia Herbert³ (the very nicest girl in London, although Lady Mary Ashley⁴ runs her neck and neck …) … Mrs Vansittart,⁵ an affected American, Paul of Serbia⁶ …. Lord Curzon is away doing a Coué cure⁷ for the benefit of his leg or brow beating some important conference for the welfare of civilisation … I forget which. Lady Curzon told us of a conversation she had with Lord Balfour⁸ a few evenings ago. He was unusually playful and she depressed and discouraged, she is subject to unaccountable fits of Weltschmerz,⁹ which result, I think, from something unsatisfied in her.¹⁰ He tried to console her and talked to her beautifully about life and all she had to live for … her husband, the world’s most striking and brilliant man … her children charming … her friends many … her beauty unsurpassed. Next day he wrote her an inimitable note to say how much he had enjoyed being next to her. She, delighted, said to Lady Cunard¹¹ as she read it: ‘AJB is an angel — I should like to kiss him on the forehead’. Maud repeated this to him and his only comment was: ‘Why the forehead?’ Maud Cunard motored to Hackwood with Serge Obolensky¹² for what she calls ‘the day in the country’ on Sunday. They arrived at six o’clock. She pretended never to have seen plus fours before and said ‘And what has little Paul got on? And Chips¹³ too what are they?’ She made us rock with laughter for two hours with stories about herself and her hatred of the country, etc. She said that all Nancy’s troubles were due to the fact that her father ‘my dear at the age of 12 had put her … put her on a horse, a four-legged horse’. As she was leaving we loaded her car with guns, tennis racquets, golf clubs, etc. She was much flustered at this or pretended to be and shook hands with a footman and ‘bobbed’ to the butler and was amazing but delicious … all pink and white, like a sweet, and dressed in a costume de sport made by Vionnet.¹⁴ Serge was anxious to return as he is wooing Alice Astor.¹⁵ I introduced them … I shall now have this new romance on my conscience.

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1. Hackwood Park, near Basingstoke in Hampshire, rented by Lord Curzon from 1906 until 1925.

2. Lady Curzon’s children by her first marriage: Alfred Duggan (1903–64), who became a minor novelist; Hubert Duggan (1904–43), Tory MP for Acton from 1931 to 1943 and anti-appeaser in the 1930s; and (Grace) Marcella Duggan (1907–95).

3. Patricia Herbert (1904–94), by courtesy Lady Patricia Herbert from 1913, daughter of the 15th Earl of Pembroke and 12th Earl of Montgomery, married in 1928 William Henry Smith, 3rd Viscount Hambleden (1903–48). She was a Lady of the Bedchamber to Queen Elizabeth from 1937 until 1994.

4. Lady Mary Sibell Ashley-Cooper (1902–36), daughter of the 9th Earl of Shaftesbury, married in 1928 Napier George Henry Sturt (1896–1940), who in 1919 succeeded his father as 3rd Baron Alington of Crichel. He died on active service in Egypt during the Second World War, though of drink rather than in action.

5. Gladys Robinson-Duff (1892–1928), daughter of General William C. Heppenheimer of the United States, married in 1921 Robert Gilbert Vansittart (1881–1957), who would be Permanent Under-Secretary at the Foreign Office from 1930 to 1938, and who would be raised to the peerage in 1941 as 1st Baron Vansittart. Vansittart was also an accomplished novelist, playwright and poet.

6. Prince Paul of Yugoslavia (1893–1976) had known Channon at Oxford and would remain one of his closest friends, and be Prince Regent of Yugoslavia (the Kingdom of the Serbs, Croats and Slovenes) from 1934 to 1941 during the minority of Peter II. He was the nephew of King Peter I and married Princess Olga of Greece and Denmark (1903–97), sister-in-law of Channon’s other closest friend, the Duke of Kent. After treating with the Germans in 1941 Paul was forced from Yugoslavia and forbidden ever to return; the post-war communist regime stripped him of his property and proclaimed him an enemy of the state. Until 1945 the British authorities held him in Kenya under house arrest. Serbia rehabilitated him posthumously in 2011, after which he was reburied with Princess Olga and their son Nicholas.

7. A psychotherapy-based cure featuring auto-suggestion, fashionable but heavily criticised at the time, developed by Émile Coué de la Châtaigneraie (1857–1926), a French psychologist.

8. A. J. Balfour, raised to an earldom in 1922.

9. World-weariness.

10. Curzon was desperate for a male heir (he had three daughters from his first marriage) to the earldom and marquessate he had obtained; various medical procedures had been followed to help Lady Curzon conceive, but no child resulted and the marriage was strained accordingly.

11. Maud Alice Burke (1872–1948), born in San Francisco, married in 1895 Sir Bache Cunard, 3rd Bt (1851–1925), grandson of the shipping line’s founder. They had lived largely apart since 1911, Cunard basing himself in Leicestershire where he enjoyed field sports. In London with their daughter Nancy Clara (1896–1965), Lady Cunard – who after her husband’s death became known as ‘Emerald’ – established one of the leading salons of the era, which thrived until the Second World War. After separating from her husband she became the mistress of Sir Thomas Beecham, the conductor, and funded many of his musical projects.

12. Prince Sergei (‘Serge’) Platonovich Obolensky Neledinsky-Meletsky (1890–1978) had been educated at Oxford and became part of the Russian diaspora after the revolution. He emigrated to America and became a successful businessman.

13. The first time in the diaries that he refers to his nickname.

14. Madeleine Vionnet (1876–1975) was one of Paris’s leading fashion designers of the interwar years.

15. Ava Alice Muriel Astor (1902–56), daughter of John Jacob Astor IV. She and Obolensky married in 1924 and divorced in 1932. She would marry four times before her death at the age of 54.

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Daylight Analysis Abbey Wood: Enhancing Building Performance and User Comfort

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Daylight is an essential element in architectural design that significantly impacts building performance and user comfort. Daylight analysis is a valuable tool that enables architects, engineers, and building owners to evaluate the quality and quantity of natural light in buildings. With the growing demand for sustainable building design, daylight analysis has become increasingly important in achieving energy efficiency and creating comfortable and healthy indoor environments. This article will discuss the benefits of daylight analysis in building design, particularly in Abbey Wood, and how Anstey Horne can assist in optimizing daylight performance.

Benefits of Daylight Analysis Daylight analysis provides critical information about the amount and distribution of natural light that enters a building. This data can help architects and engineers to optimize building orientation, façade design, and window placement to achieve maximum daylight penetration while minimizing heat gain and glare. Daylight analysis can also be used to evaluate the impact of shading devices, such as blinds, curtains, or exterior louvers, on daylight performance.

Another benefit of daylight analysis is its role in improving energy efficiency. By optimizing natural lighting, building owners can reduce the need for artificial lighting, which can account for up to 40% of a building's energy consumption. This reduction in artificial lighting also translates to a decrease in cooling loads, resulting in lower energy bills and reduced carbon emissions.

Daylight analysis can also contribute to creating comfortable and healthy indoor environments. Natural light has been proven to positively impact human well-being, mood, and productivity. Daylight analysis can assist in achieving optimal lighting levels and minimizing glare and contrast, resulting in a comfortable and healthy indoor environment.

Daylight Analysis in Abbey Wood Abbey Wood is an area in southeast London that has experienced significant development in recent years, particularly with the completion of the Crossrail project. With this growth, there is a need for sustainable building design that integrates daylight analysis to optimize energy efficiency and user comfort.

In Abbey Wood, daylight analysis can help achieve the following:

Optimize Building Orientation: By analyzing the sun path and daylight availability in Abbey Wood, architects, and engineers can optimize building orientation to maximize natural light penetration while minimizing heat gain and glare. This can result in energy-efficient buildings that provide a comfortable and healthy indoor environment.

Improve Façade Design: Daylight analysis can help evaluate façade design options and select the most suitable materials and glazing systems to achieve optimal daylight performance. This can result in buildings that are aesthetically pleasing, energy-efficient, and provide a comfortable and healthy indoor environment.

Evaluate Shading Devices: Abbey Wood experiences a moderate climate with occasional heat waves, which can result in excessive solar heat gain and glare. Daylight analysis can help evaluate the impact of shading devices on daylight performance and select the most suitable shading systems that minimize heat gain and glare while maximizing natural light penetration.

Anstey Horne and Daylight Analysis Anstey Horne is a leading consultancy firm that provides a range of services, including daylight analysis, to assist architects, engineers, and building owners in achieving sustainable building design. Anstey Horne has a team of experienced professionals who use advanced simulation tools and software to provide accurate and reliable daylight analysis results.

Anstey Horne's daylight analysis services include: Sun Path Analysis: Anstey Horne uses advanced software to analyze the sun path in Abbey Wood, providing accurate data on the amount and distribution of natural light throughout the day and year.

Glare Analysis: Anstey Horne evaluates the potential for glare and contrasts in building design to ensure a comfortable and healthy indoor environment.

Façade Design Evaluation: Anstey Horne evaluates façade design options and selects the most suitable materials and glazing systems to achieve optimal daylight performance.

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Party Wall Surveyors in Abbey Wood: Why You Need Them

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If you're planning on carrying out building work on your property, you must understand the implications of the Party Wall, etc. Act 1996. This legislation requires that you give notice to your neighbors of any works that could potentially affect the shared boundary wall or party wall, as well as any adjacent structures. Failure to comply with the Act could result in costly legal disputes, so you must get in touch with party wall surveyors in Abbey Wood to ensure that your project is legally compliant.

What are Party Wall Surveyors? Party wall surveyors are professionals who have the expertise to advise you on the Party Wall etc. Act 1996. They can provide you with guidance on the notification process, help you draft the correct notices, and ensure that your project is legally compliant. They can also provide advice on any disputes that may arise, acting as an impartial third party to resolve conflicts between you and your neighbors.

Why Do You Need Party Wall Surveyors? It's important to note that the Party Wall etc. Act 1996 is a legal requirement. Failure to comply with the Act could result in an injunction to halt work, as well as potentially costly legal proceedings. By appointing a party wall surveyor in Abbey Wood, you can ensure that you comply with the Act and avoid any legal disputes.

Notifying Your Neighbours The first step in complying with the Party Wall etc. Act 1996 is to give notice to your neighbors. This should be done at least two months before the works are due to commence. The notice should provide details of the works you plan to carry out, the proposed start date, and any potential impact on the shared boundary wall or party wall. It should also include a statement outlining the rights and obligations of both you and your neighbor under the Act.

Your neighbor then has 14 days to respond to the notice. If they do not respond within this time, they are deemed to have dissented, and a dispute resolution process is triggered. If a dispute arises, you must seek the advice of a party wall surveyor to help resolve the conflict.

Party Wall Awards If your neighbor consents to the works, you can proceed with your project. However, if they dissent, you'll need to appoint a party wall surveyor to prepare a party wall award. This is a legal document that sets out the details of the works to be carried out, including the scope of the works, the timescale, and any additional requirements. The award will also include a schedule of conditions, which details the current state of the shared boundary wall or party wall.

The party wall award is legally binding, and both you and your neighbor will be required to comply with its terms. Your party wall surveyor will act as an impartial third party, ensuring that the award is fair and reasonable to both parties.

Conclusion If you're planning on carrying out building works that could potentially affect the shared boundary wall or party wall, you must comply with the Party Wall, etc. Act 1996. By appointing a party wall surveyor in Abbey Wood, you can ensure that you comply with the Act and avoid any legal disputes. Your party wall surveyor will provide guidance on the notification process, help you draft the correct notices, and ensure that your project is legally compliant. They can also provide advice on any disputes that may arise, acting as an impartial third party to resolve conflicts between you and your neighbors.

At Anstey Horne, our team of expert party wall surveyors in Abbey Wood can provide you with the guidance and support you need to ensure that your project is legally compliant. Contact us today to find out how we can help you.

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