William Morris' Red House

William Morris was a writer, artist, craftsman and socialist and most often known today for his timeless patterns on wallpaper, material and much much more. He had a house built in 1860 in Bexleyheath, just up the road from us and it was described then as the  "beautifullest place on earth." While I've nothing against Bexleyheath, I suspect back in 1860 it was a very different place and most probably classed as country, which it's a far cry from today. It's also our local National Trust property and yet this was our first visit there, I don't know what took us so long but I"m pretty sure it won't be so long before we visit again. We cycled there from Greenwich in our first group cycle, but more about the cycle another day as there's lots from the Red House I want to share.

This was our first view of the Arts and Crafts style house, which as we discovered later had some Medieval influences. The brick path too was a favourite and it was along this path that our visit started - to the cafe with chocolate cherry cake and a cuppa! The patterned crockery was a good omen, as was the quick tour around the shop. Sadly no purchases though, as even with my bike's basket I didn't want to add too much weight for the hills I knew I'd face on the way home!

As our tour started we stood by this tree bench listening to our guide tell us that the Red House is considered one of the most influential buildings in domestic architectural history and how the National Trust are still making discoveries throughout the house, which they've only had for ten years. 

As we stood in the hallway (above) we got our first glimpse of the patterns and also a stunning mediaeval decorated front door - I particularly liked the glass in the door but sadly my pictures don't do it justice, so you'll really have to go and see it for yourself! The ceilings showed a series of dots, which Morris used to set out the pattern so that when friends visited to help decorate they could follow these easily. And we thought the "bring a paintbrush" party was a modern idea.

The Dining Room still has the original table and it has some fantastic detail on the legs, and throughout our tour we saw many of these, inside and out. In the main rooms each had some large built-in wooden furniture which weren't my favourite, but the one in the Dining Room was used to store the bedlinen (from whichever season wasn't being used) which struck me as odd, but I guess it was expensive and a much valued item. But even so, I'd not considered storing bedlinen in our dining room before...

As we moved upstairs we saw this fabulous ceiling - there's definitely nothing understated about it is there? Remember those series of dots on the ceiling downstairs, well this is the finished pattern, the one downstairs was never finished. There's also something else about this ceiling, on the sloping parts in one corner instead of the designated pattern there's a smiley face*. Tests have shown that it's in the same paint as the rest of the ceiling so it seems it was painted in Morris' time. 

* It's hard to spot in pictures but in the picture below you can see there's a change to the pattern in the top right of the central square just to the left of the beam that runs vertically through the picture.

* It's hard to spot in pictures but in the picture below you can see there's a change to the pattern in the top right of the central square just to the left of the beam that runs vertically through the picture.

The picture above is the landing underneath that blue and green ceiling, and it's pretty special itself - I like the arch which disappears into the wall and suggests an older building. But in fact it was designed that way, it leads to rooms which aren't yet open to the public but ones that the NT hope to open in the future.  Walking along the corridor the other way we were treated to another fancy ceiling, again the prickings clearly visible, and this small door above the arch was to the apple store.

The corridor itself led to Morris' studio but before we got there we stopped to admire these windows. The designs on them are hand painted with silver and it's thought these were practice designs as in some the yellow colour is overdone and is more orange than in others. Either way it makes for a stunning window.

It's said that Morris wanted the house to look like a jewel box and Rosetti wrote that it was "more of a poem than a house".

Morris' studio was, as you'd expect full of light with windows on three sides - it was also a fairly chilly room. Our guide explained that the house was built the wrong way round as the family rooms were on the North side and servants rooms were on the warmer sunnier side. It was built this way so it sat right on the plot and was later conceded to be an error.

It didn't stop the creativity though as it was here that Morris, Marshall, Faulkner & Co began as a direct result of Morris finding nothing he liked to furnish the house. The company still exists today as Morris & Co as it later became known and still produces wallpaper and textiles based on his timeless designs. 

In the studio there's sample books of wallpaper and fabrics on display alongside the wooden pattern block for the pale green wallpaper on the walls. Absolutely fascinating.

The next and final room we visited was the Drawing Room, also on the first floor and above the Dining Room. The Trust have discovered some of the original ceiling decorations underneath the wooden battens that were added by a later owner. It seems instead of removing the existing design the newer, whiter (and much plainer!) ceiling and battens were added on top. Removing the battens revealed the design and this has enabled an accurate reproduction of the ceiling decoration to be made. Quite amazing - and hugely ornate!

Above the settle - another large wooden structure built into one end of the room, complete with a mock Minstrels gallery, which if I'm honest I didn't much care for - another discovery was made and that's of this original wall covering with its repeating floral design. The pictures below show the discovery and a reproduction of what it would have looked like originally. It's another timeless design, but alongside the ceiling I think it's safe to say they liked colour in their rooms!

I was quite taken with this simple geometric pattern also in the Drawing room... so alongside the paintings, floral pattern and that ceiling. For me there's a simplicity to this repeating design above the window alcove that has a feel of tiles to it.

And talking of tiles, as we left the Red House we took some time to observe and admire these original tiles, which looks like more practice was taking place! And then we were once again out in the garden, which hadn't quite woken up just yet, and it was time to get back on our bikes and head towards home, which I hoped would be slightly more downhill than our uphill route here!

So as first visits go it was great, because I'll be back to check out the garden throughout the year and to catch up on future discoveries the NT make as I'm sure they'll be more. And if there's any more of that chocolate cherry cake I'll be back for another slice of that too!

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Kingston Lacy: Snowdrops, hedges and ironwork

Back in January as part of our Dorset discovery week we had a walk around Kingston Lacy in Wimborne Minster to walk off a rather tasty lunch at Number9. The lunch was much needed as we'd spent a windy morning at the top of Corfe Castle, but more on that another day.  We arrived at Kingston Lacy not expecting to have very much time there, but hopefully time enough to discover some snowdrops.  The NT volunteer at reception said we had more time than we thought and helpfully pointed us in the direction of where we'd most likely find some snowdrops.  

The house itself is pretty impressive and we'll be back another time I'm sure to see inside it.  It was inspired by the palaces of Italy and was bought by Sir John Bankes in 1636, along with Corfe Castle - so quite a coincidence that we'd visited there earlier in the day. But anyway, it's a pretty grand looking house and the day we were there the skies were pretty stunning too.

Immediately outside the house there's a more formal garden as you'd expect, and in the centre of this Parterre I assume there's a statue that's been covered up for the winter rather than a small shed.  But thinking it might be a small shed did make me smile...

And then I saw the first of the hedges, and some snowdrops peeking out from underneath it.  I love the cloud-like structure of this hedge and it was pretty big.  I knew then, I'd like it here. Walking through the Victorian Fernery we spotted plenty of flowering snowdrops and cyclamen leaves, as well as the aconites which were just starting to flower.

There were also these bench seats around the trees as we walked through the blue and white border.  Our blue and white was the blue of the skies and the white of the benches.  The second bench gave me another smile, as the tree has a little bit of catching up to do!

As we turned to look where we'd come from, it was a great view.  From the house you'd also be able to easily spot the ancient 6.5m obelisk, which took many years to be shipped here from Egypt. It had a bit of a tortuous journey and fell into the Nile while being loaded onto a boat, was the object of a gun battle with rival Egyptologists but it arrived to great excitement and needed 19 horses to pull it upright, and its foundation stone was laid in 1827.

This gate - the first of my wrought iron discoveries - led into the Lime Avenue, what a glorious gate and view beyond it.

There was work taking place in the Lime Avenue to remove the bushy growth around the trunks of the trees.  Some had already been cut back and those trees had a more normal look to them, but  they looked decidedly less snug!

And I couldn't walk past the log pile and leave that un-photographed could I?

We reached these Dogwoods and stopped to admire their colour - I hadn't realised until last week that the sun helped the branches redden, and those with less sun would often remain greener,  but it does explain my Jewel-like Dogwoods.

We were heading towards the Kitchen Garden, which is about as far away from the house as you can get and over a road. But the plus side was another set of wrought iron gates which have clearly seen some use and are looking lovely for it.

Inside the kitchen garden there was little growing - it was January, we spotted leeks and kale - but there was lots of prep work taking place.  We didn't explore too much in here as the time was going on and there was a very large notice warning us the time the gates into the estate would be locked, promptly.  And not wanting to be locked out of the main grounds we hurried back across the road, but not without admiring this second hedge.  It's another beauty isn't it?

I'm calling this the "Ostrich" hedge!

I'm calling this the "Ostrich" hedge!

Back safely in the main estate we continued our walk intending to walk up to the Japanese inspired garden and along Lady's Walk.  We managed some of that but some path repairs diverted us off our planned route and somehow we found ourselves on the Woodland Walk skirting the edge of the estate. That meant a longer walk than we planned, but it meant we saw more than we intended to.  The Japanese gardens looked great - we had a brief peek but sadly none of my pictures did it justice so that's another reason to return. 

Our jaunt along the Woodland Walk wasn't as leisurely as it could have been, but that's partly because of the time of day and not wanting to be forgotten when everyone locked up for the evening so we did it at a brisk pace.  We found time though to stop and admire the willow sculptures affectionately named William, Willow and Wisp.

WILLIAM

WILLIAM

And with that it was back to the car and we just had time to stuff our muddy boots into the car and get "car comfortable" before it started to snow.  The wet snow was met with dismay from the local at the next car as it's rare to get snow in Dorset, and he was sure it wouldn't settle.  We never found out if he was right though, as our journey was the one to bring us home to South London.

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