The Frankline Fire in Malibu shifted directions and continues to burn today (12/11/2024) as it reaches 3,983 acres and is 7% contained. The view from our gated community, Calabasas Seven structures destroyed and nine damaged according to a preliminary count. 2,000 homes under evacuation orders, more than 6,000 under evacuation warnings. 12,600 people estimated under evacuation orders. More than 1,500 fire personnel
Bettoja Hotel Atlantico on via Cavour in central Rome, Italy. December 1, 2024 Built in 1912, on the highest of Rome’s seven hills, this 4-star hotel boasts breathtaking views of modern Rome from the roof-top terrace and is located near the Termini Station.
City of Fort Lauderdale, Broward County, Florida, USA Fort Lauderdale is a city in the U.S. state of Florida, 25 miles (40 km) north of Miami. It is the county seat of Broward County. As of the 2019 census, the city has an estimated population of 182,437. Fort Lauderdale is a principal city of the Miami metropolitan area, which was home to an estimated 6,198,782 people in 2018.
The city is a popular tourist destination, with an average year-round temperature of 75.5 °F (24.2 °C) and 3,000 hours of sunshine per year. Greater Fort Lauderdale which takes in all of Broward County hosted 12 million visitors in 2012, including 2.8 million international visitors. The city and county in 2012 collected $43.9 million from the 5% hotel tax it charges, after hotels in the area recorded an occupancy rate for the year of 72.7 percent and an average daily rate of $114.48. The district has 561 hotels and motels comprising nearly 35,000 rooms. Forty six cruise ships sailed from Port Everglades in 2012. Greater Fort Lauderdale has over 4,000 restaurants, 63 golf courses, 12 shopping malls, 16 museums, 132 nightclubs, 278 parkland campsites, and 100 marinas housing 45,000 resident yachts.
Fort Lauderdale is named after a series of forts built by the United States during the Second Seminole War. The forts took their name from Major William Lauderdale (1782–1838), younger brother of Lieutenant Colonel James Lauderdale. William Lauderdale was the commander of the detachment of soldiers who built the first fort. However, development of the city did not begin until 50 years after the forts were abandoned at the end of the conflict. Three forts named "Fort Lauderdale" were constructed; the first was at the fork of the New River, the second at Tarpon Bend on the New River between the Colee Hammock and Rio Vista neighborhoods, and the third near the site of the Bahia Mar Marina.
The area in which the city of Fort Lauderdale would later be founded was inhabited for more than two thousand years by the Tequesta Indians. Contact with Spanish explorers in the 16th century proved disastrous for the Tequesta, as the Europeans unwittingly brought with them diseases, such as smallpox, to which the native populations possessed no resistance. For the Tequesta, disease, coupled with continuing conflict with their Calusa neighbors, contributed greatly to their decline over the next two centuries. By 1763, there were only a few Tequesta left in Florida, and most of them were evacuated to Cuba when the Spanish ceded Florida to the British in 1763, under the terms of the Treaty of Paris (1763), which ended the Seven Years' War. Although control of the area changed between Spain, the United Kingdom, the United States, and the Confederate States of America, it remained largely undeveloped until the 20th century.
The Fort Lauderdale area was known as the "New River Settlement" before the 20th century. In the 1830s there were approximately 70 settlers living along the New River. William Cooley, the local Justice of the Peace, was a farmer and wrecker, who traded with the Seminole Indians. On January 6, 1836, while Cooley was leading an attempt to salvage a wrecked ship, a band of Seminoles attacked his farm, killing his wife and children, and the children's tutor. The other farms in the settlement were not attacked, but all the white residents in the area abandoned the settlement, fleeing first to the Cape Florida Lighthouse on Key Biscayne, and then to Key West.
The first United States stockade named Fort Lauderdale was built in 1838, and subsequently was a site of fighting during the Second Seminole War. The fort was abandoned in 1842, after the end of the war, and the area remained virtually unpopulated until the 1890s. It was not until Frank Stranahan arrived in the area in 1893 to operate a ferry across the New River, and the Florida East Coast Railroad's completion of a route through the area in 1896, that any organized development began. The city was incorporated in 1911, and in 1915 was designated the county seat of newly formed Broward County.
Fort Lauderdale's first major development began in the 1920s, during the Florida land boom of the 1920s. The 1926 Miami Hurricane and the Great Depression of the 1930s caused a great deal of economic dislocation. In July 1935, an African-American man named Rubin Stacy was accused of robbing a white woman at knife point. He was arrested and being transported to a Miami jail when police were run off the road by a mob. A group of 100 white men proceeded to hang Stacy from a tree near the scene of his alleged robbery. His body was riddled with some twenty bullets. The murder was subsequently used by the press in Nazi Germany to discredit US critiques of its own persecution of Jews, Communists, and Catholics.
When World War II began, Fort Lauderdale became a major US base, with a Naval Air Station to train pilots, radar operators, and fire control, operators. A Coast Guard base at Port Everglades was also established.
On July 4, 1961, African Americans started a series of protests, wade-ins, at beaches that were off-limits to them, to protest "the failure of the county to build a road to the Negro beach". On July 11, 1962, a verdict by Ted Cabot went against the city's policy of racial segregation of public beaches.
Today, Fort Lauderdale is a major yachting center, one of the nation's largest tourist destinations, and the center of a metropolitan division with 1.8 million people.
Credit for the data above is given to the following website:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fort_Lauderdale,_Florida
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Calle Siete Culebras Calle Siete Culebras (seven snakes), noted for Inca snakes, 7 on each side, carved into stonework. Adjacent to the Capilla de San Antonio Abad on Plazoleta de las Nazarenas, Cusco, Peru.
Tyler Ward, One of the Town’s Seven Servicemen to Make the Supreme Sacrifice During World War II. Tyler Ward, One of the Town’s Seven Servicemen to Make the Supreme Sacrifice During World War II. He Was Killed December 1, 1944, in the Battle of The Bulge and Was Awarded the Purple Heart Posthumously. Margaret J. O'Connell Photographs. 2022.018. Hopewell Valley Historical Society, Pennington, NJ.
Prominent Townsmen - Seven Former Mayors and a Congressman - May 30, 1951. Prominent Townsmen - Seven Former Mayors and a Congressman - May 30, 1951. Left to Right: Chauncey C. Chatten, Alexander D. Clarkson, Elmer D. Wagner, Congressman Charles R. Howell, Paul M. Van Wegen, William P. Howe, William P. Howe, Jr. and Thomas A. Corson. Margaret J. O'Connell Photographs. 2022.018. Hopewell Valley Historical Society, Pennington, NJ.
Christmas Time Without You b/w What Are You Looking For Album title: Christmas Time Without You b/w What Are You Looking For 7” single
Artist: Michael Damian
Label: Weir Brothers
Year: 1987
Catalog Number/Other Info: WRB413, Precision R 11244
Taken by Cory Funk.
St Alfege, Greenwich, Kent A day out in London of a Saturday morning requires planning. Jools arranged for shopping to be dropped on Thursday afternoon, meaning we did not have to go on Saturday morning.
Then setting alarms so that we got to Priory station at half seven ready for the quarter to eight train.
Jools went to get tickets, and I went to the corner greasy spoon to get sausage and bacon sticks and brews. So that when the train rolled at twenty to, we climbed on board, sitting at a table and starting on our breakfast.
Leaving at that time meant it was already light, so we could see the countryside rolling by until we got to Ashford, then flash by once we got on the high speed line, zooming up to Ebbsfleet and then under the Thames into Essex and on to Stratford.
We got out at Stratford, caught the DLR to the regional station, then changing DLR lines for the trains heading for Lewisham.
At Pudding Mill Lane, where we used to watch steam tours on the Great Eastern Main Line, a new station has been built to allow for the entrances to the Elizabeth Line tunnels, and next door is the Abba theatre.
We have been talking about going, so Jools checks prices for the show, and amazed that some are nearly £200! Prices next June are £99, but still for seeing a video recreation rather than the band themselves.
The train rattled on, turning south where the old Bryant and May match factory used to be. The building is still there but seems to be business units or flats now.
Passing the old factory used to be the cue for my Granddad to get us standing up and gathering our coats and bags as we were five minutes from Liverpool Street.
Instead, we took the line south through Bow and towards the crystal towers of Docklands and Canary and other Wharves.
I texted Graham to say we were on our way, and he replied to say he was 5 minutes from Canary Wharf. I said we would be there in a few minutes, maybe we would meet there?
Through Poplar and into the 21st century hellscape that is Docklands, we get off on platform 1, and our next train is waiting on platform 2. Jools walks over, I lag behind, scouring the platform for Graham.
Then as I reach the doors, and the electronic bleeps announcing departure, Graham reaches us and comes on board.
Doors close and the train departs, taking tight turns around the skyscrapers before heading to the river, and after Mudschute, dives under the river for Greenwich.
We get off at Cutty Sark, so named after a tea clipper, and find the way out signed to a flight of 125 steps to street level.
I sigh and follow Jools and Graham up, regretting my life choices.
But I made it to the top, and a short walk we called in at a coffee shop for a refill and wait for the Cutty Sark itself to open.
Although the story of the Cutty Sark and the other tea clippers is very interesting, I wanted to come for purely photographic reasons, to snap the prow and the glazed roof that protects the old dry dock.
We pay to go on, and enter the ship, going up two flights of steps onto the deck, where the masts and rigging tower high above. Remember, sailors used to have to climb up these and gather in sails, and all weathers and on all seas, no matter their state.
Hardy buggers.
Cabins were small and on deck, as all space down below was for cases of tea only, to keep them dry and in perfect condition.
Then down through the visitor centre to the bottom of the dry dock, and the copper bottom of the ship, suspended so that shots looking along and up the prow could be taken.
Which I took plenty of.
Above the roofs of the shops and pubs,the tower of the parish church, St Alphage, Greenwich, which is an usual dedication, but turns out this was the site where the titular Saint was martyred in the 11th century.
Graham had never found it open, but I had checked online and it was due to open at eleven, ten minutes ago. So we walked towards the church, dodging through the traffic and arrived at the church gate.
The south doors were closed, as were the north, so I began to doubt myself. But a nearby sight indicated that the main entrance was on the south side, so we went back round.
And one of the doors was indeed ajar.
Bingo.
Bango.
Bongo.
We climbed the steps and went in, and were met my quiet the most friendly and informative volunteer I think I have ever met.
Interesting details were pointed out, and those hidden were shown, including the location of the font where King Henry XIII was christened, and the last surviving part of the second church's wall.
The church, which is after Hawksmoor, is a delight, though gutted during the blitz, so most glass is now lost, though the Victorian is of good quality.
We were here for the Mars display in the Painted Hall at the Greenwich Naval College.
We have been here before, but some 15 years back at least, so a return was overdue, though the sumptuous painting would be partly hidden by the 7m model of the planet Mars.
We have seen the artist's Moon work at the Maritime Museum nearby, but also in Denver back in 2017. But seemed to have missed his "Earth", I'm sure it'll come round again.
We walked through the college grounds, into the painted hall, exchanged vouchers for tickets and climbed the two sets of stairs into the hall itself.
The view opened out, and the first impression was amazing, Mars at the far end, suspended and slowly turning, with the painted hall as a background. And a helmeted Mar looking down at the planet named after him, a great juxtaposition.
We took and hour to take it all in, then talked about going to the Chapel, which we were not sure was open.
At the base of the stairs, we found the entrance to a passageway, with sign pointing to the Chapel, could this lead all the way under the formal gardens?
Yes. Yes it could. And did.
Up spiral staircases to the lobby, then up a formal stairway flanked by statues of Faith, Hope, Charity and Meekness, into the church, a delight, without much in the way of painting to match the hall opposite, but stunning all the same, and few folks had made it over, so we soaked up the building and details, and fittings.
Time was getting on, and thoughts turned to food. So, we left and headed out to the narrow path beside the river, where high tide meant water was lapping at our feet, but we powered back towards the High Road, and the cluster of pubs and other eateries.
Beside the Cutty Sark was the Gipsy Moth pub, but that was full, so we walked on and found a table beside the fire in the Spanish Galleon, a Shepherd Neame's pub, but they had tables and a great looking menu.
We got pints of Whitstable Bay, and ordered burgers each, all in a great end to the trip where we did all we set out to do, and now rounded it off with a pub lunch.
We ate the burgers with pints of Bishop's Finger, now a timid 5.2% rather than the 7% in days of yore, but still full of flavour.
Time to go home. Back to Cutty Sark DLR station, down in the lift this time, and straight on a train heading north. Change at Canary Wharf, where our train to Stratford was also waiting.
We said goodbye to Graham, hopped on, and the doors closed, so we moved off north.
Back at Stratford, down the steps to the concourse, and straight onto a train going to the International Station, we got on, and so were on the platforms for Kent a full ten minutes before the train was due.
When it came, there were a few seats, so I got to sit and rest by back after the 11,000 steps done, so while darkness fell outside, I kept up to date with the football, Norwich 2-2 with Luton at half time, but scoring twice in the second half to win 4-2, and make it 12 goals scored in three games over seven days.
By the time final whistle went, we were back home, and supping fresh brews as we rested, taking our shoes off.
A brilliant day out.
The West Ham fans we had seen on the DLR were going to their home game against Arsenal, which was on TV at half five. Not the game they were hoping for, as Arsenal were 5-2 by halftime, though no more goals scored in the second half, but worthy of that first half to have watched.
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St Alfege Church is an Anglican church in the centre of Greenwich, part of the Royal Borough of Greenwich in London. It is of medieval origin and was rebuilt in 1712–1714 to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor.
The church is dedicated to Alfege (also spelt "Alphege"), Archbishop of Canterbury, and reputedly marks the place where he was martyred on 19 April 1012, having been taken prisoner during the sack of Canterbury by Danish raiders the previous year. The Danes took him to their camp at Greenwich and killed him when the large ransom they demanded was not forthcoming.[1]
The church was rebuilt in around 1290, and Henry VIII was baptized there in 1491.
The patronage of the church was given to the abbey at Ghent during the 13th century. Following the suppression of alien priories under Henry V, it was granted to the priory at Sheen with which it remained until transferred to the Crown by exchange under Henry VIII in 1530.[1]
During a storm in 1710 the medieval church collapsed, its foundations having been weakened by burials both inside and outside.
Following the collapse of the medieval church, the present building was constructed, funded by a grant from the Commission for Building Fifty New Churches, to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor, one of the commission's two surveyors. The first church to be built by the commissioners, it was begun in 1712 and basic construction was completed in 1714;[2] it was not, however, consecrated until 1718.[3] The church was built by Edward Strong the Younger a friend of Christopher Wren the Younger.
The church is rectangular in plan with a flat ceiling and a small apse serving as a chancel. The east front, towards the street, has a portico in the Tuscan order, with a central arch cutting through the entablature and pediment—a motif used in Wren's "Great Model" for St Paul's Cathedral.[3] A giant order of pilasters runs around the rest of the church, a feature Kerry Downes suggests may have been added by Thomas Archer, who, according to the minutes of the commission, "improved" Hawksmoor's plans.[2] On the north and south sides of the churchwide projecting vestibules rise to the full height of the building, with steps leading up to the doors.[3]
Hawksmoor planned a west tower, in the position of the existing one, which had survived the collapse. However the commission was reluctant to fund it, and the medieval tower was retained. In 1730 John James refaced it, and added a spire. Hawksmoor's design, published in an engraving in 1714, had an octagonal lantern at the top, a motif he was later to use at St George in the East.
The crypt served as an air-raid shelter during World War II. During the Blitz on 19 March 1941, incendiary bombs landed on the roof causing it to collapse, burning into the nave. The walls and the tower remained standing but much of the interior was gutted. The church was restored by Sir Albert Richardson in 1953. As part of the post-war restorations, stencils of Mary the Mother of Jesus and St John the Evangelist were installed either side of the Cross (forming a traditional rood) in the side chapel of St Alfege with St Peter by the tempera artist Augustus Lunn.
The present organ was installed in 2001, having been relocated from the Lower Chapel at Eton College, with some minor changes.[6] It is an 1891 Lewis & Co instrument, with modifications in 1927 by A. Hunter & Son and 1970 by Harrison & Harrison.[7]
Additionally, there is a small, six-stop moveable organ located in the north aisle, by W & A Boggis of Diss from c 1960, with a later restoration by Mander Organs.
he previous organ had a long history. It dated from the 16th century (when St Alfege was recorded as having a pair of organs). The National Pipe Organ Register does not record its present whereabouts. However, a three manual drawstop console is on display at the West End of the South aisle. This may incorporate keys from the time of the composer Thomas Tallis,[9] who was buried in the chancel of the medieval church in the 16th century. The organ was restored in 1706 by Thomas Swarbrick, with further restorations and modifications by Dallam (1765), George England (1770) and J. W. Walker & Sons Ltd (1840, 1853 and 1863).[9][10] It was further restored and rebuilt in 1875 by Joseph Robson and Benjamin Flight,[11] modified by Lewis & Co in 1910[12] and rebuilt by R. Spurden Rutt & Co in 1934. By this point it had grown to 47 stops.[13] It survived the bomb damage of 1941 and was rebuilt, again by R Spurden Rutt, in 1953, with 55 stops.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Alfege_Church,_Greenwich
St Alfege, Greenwich, Kent A day out in London of a Saturday morning requires planning. Jools arranged for shopping to be dropped on Thursday afternoon, meaning we did not have to go on Saturday morning.
Then setting alarms so that we got to Priory station at half seven ready for the quarter to eight train.
Jools went to get tickets, and I went to the corner greasy spoon to get sausage and bacon sticks and brews. So that when the train rolled at twenty to, we climbed on board, sitting at a table and starting on our breakfast.
Leaving at that time meant it was already light, so we could see the countryside rolling by until we got to Ashford, then flash by once we got on the high speed line, zooming up to Ebbsfleet and then under the Thames into Essex and on to Stratford.
We got out at Stratford, caught the DLR to the regional station, then changing DLR lines for the trains heading for Lewisham.
At Pudding Mill Lane, where we used to watch steam tours on the Great Eastern Main Line, a new station has been built to allow for the entrances to the Elizabeth Line tunnels, and next door is the Abba theatre.
We have been talking about going, so Jools checks prices for the show, and amazed that some are nearly £200! Prices next June are £99, but still for seeing a video recreation rather than the band themselves.
The train rattled on, turning south where the old Bryant and May match factory used to be. The building is still there but seems to be business units or flats now.
Passing the old factory used to be the cue for my Granddad to get us standing up and gathering our coats and bags as we were five minutes from Liverpool Street.
Instead, we took the line south through Bow and towards the crystal towers of Docklands and Canary and other Wharves.
I texted Graham to say we were on our way, and he replied to say he was 5 minutes from Canary Wharf. I said we would be there in a few minutes, maybe we would meet there?
Through Poplar and into the 21st century hellscape that is Docklands, we get off on platform 1, and our next train is waiting on platform 2. Jools walks over, I lag behind, scouring the platform for Graham.
Then as I reach the doors, and the electronic bleeps announcing departure, Graham reaches us and comes on board.
Doors close and the train departs, taking tight turns around the skyscrapers before heading to the river, and after Mudschute, dives under the river for Greenwich.
We get off at Cutty Sark, so named after a tea clipper, and find the way out signed to a flight of 125 steps to street level.
I sigh and follow Jools and Graham up, regretting my life choices.
But I made it to the top, and a short walk we called in at a coffee shop for a refill and wait for the Cutty Sark itself to open.
Although the story of the Cutty Sark and the other tea clippers is very interesting, I wanted to come for purely photographic reasons, to snap the prow and the glazed roof that protects the old dry dock.
We pay to go on, and enter the ship, going up two flights of steps onto the deck, where the masts and rigging tower high above. Remember, sailors used to have to climb up these and gather in sails, and all weathers and on all seas, no matter their state.
Hardy buggers.
Cabins were small and on deck, as all space down below was for cases of tea only, to keep them dry and in perfect condition.
Then down through the visitor centre to the bottom of the dry dock, and the copper bottom of the ship, suspended so that shots looking along and up the prow could be taken.
Which I took plenty of.
Above the roofs of the shops and pubs,the tower of the parish church, St Alphage, Greenwich, which is an usual dedication, but turns out this was the site where the titular Saint was martyred in the 11th century.
Graham had never found it open, but I had checked online and it was due to open at eleven, ten minutes ago. So we walked towards the church, dodging through the traffic and arrived at the church gate.
The south doors were closed, as were the north, so I began to doubt myself. But a nearby sight indicated that the main entrance was on the south side, so we went back round.
And one of the doors was indeed ajar.
Bingo.
Bango.
Bongo.
We climbed the steps and went in, and were met my quiet the most friendly and informative volunteer I think I have ever met.
Interesting details were pointed out, and those hidden were shown, including the location of the font where King Henry XIII was christened, and the last surviving part of the second church's wall.
The church, which is after Hawksmoor, is a delight, though gutted during the blitz, so most glass is now lost, though the Victorian is of good quality.
We were here for the Mars display in the Painted Hall at the Greenwich Naval College.
We have been here before, but some 15 years back at least, so a return was overdue, though the sumptuous painting would be partly hidden by the 7m model of the planet Mars.
We have seen the artist's Moon work at the Maritime Museum nearby, but also in Denver back in 2017. But seemed to have missed his "Earth", I'm sure it'll come round again.
We walked through the college grounds, into the painted hall, exchanged vouchers for tickets and climbed the two sets of stairs into the hall itself.
The view opened out, and the first impression was amazing, Mars at the far end, suspended and slowly turning, with the painted hall as a background. And a helmeted Mar looking down at the planet named after him, a great juxtaposition.
We took and hour to take it all in, then talked about going to the Chapel, which we were not sure was open.
At the base of the stairs, we found the entrance to a passageway, with sign pointing to the Chapel, could this lead all the way under the formal gardens?
Yes. Yes it could. And did.
Up spiral staircases to the lobby, then up a formal stairway flanked by statues of Faith, Hope, Charity and Meekness, into the church, a delight, without much in the way of painting to match the hall opposite, but stunning all the same, and few folks had made it over, so we soaked up the building and details, and fittings.
Time was getting on, and thoughts turned to food. So, we left and headed out to the narrow path beside the river, where high tide meant water was lapping at our feet, but we powered back towards the High Road, and the cluster of pubs and other eateries.
Beside the Cutty Sark was the Gipsy Moth pub, but that was full, so we walked on and found a table beside the fire in the Spanish Galleon, a Shepherd Neame's pub, but they had tables and a great looking menu.
We got pints of Whitstable Bay, and ordered burgers each, all in a great end to the trip where we did all we set out to do, and now rounded it off with a pub lunch.
We ate the burgers with pints of Bishop's Finger, now a timid 5.2% rather than the 7% in days of yore, but still full of flavour.
Time to go home. Back to Cutty Sark DLR station, down in the lift this time, and straight on a train heading north. Change at Canary Wharf, where our train to Stratford was also waiting.
We said goodbye to Graham, hopped on, and the doors closed, so we moved off north.
Back at Stratford, down the steps to the concourse, and straight onto a train going to the International Station, we got on, and so were on the platforms for Kent a full ten minutes before the train was due.
When it came, there were a few seats, so I got to sit and rest by back after the 11,000 steps done, so while darkness fell outside, I kept up to date with the football, Norwich 2-2 with Luton at half time, but scoring twice in the second half to win 4-2, and make it 12 goals scored in three games over seven days.
By the time final whistle went, we were back home, and supping fresh brews as we rested, taking our shoes off.
A brilliant day out.
The West Ham fans we had seen on the DLR were going to their home game against Arsenal, which was on TV at half five. Not the game they were hoping for, as Arsenal were 5-2 by halftime, though no more goals scored in the second half, but worthy of that first half to have watched.
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St Alfege Church is an Anglican church in the centre of Greenwich, part of the Royal Borough of Greenwich in London. It is of medieval origin and was rebuilt in 1712–1714 to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor.
The church is dedicated to Alfege (also spelt "Alphege"), Archbishop of Canterbury, and reputedly marks the place where he was martyred on 19 April 1012, having been taken prisoner during the sack of Canterbury by Danish raiders the previous year. The Danes took him to their camp at Greenwich and killed him when the large ransom they demanded was not forthcoming.[1]
The church was rebuilt in around 1290, and Henry VIII was baptized there in 1491.
The patronage of the church was given to the abbey at Ghent during the 13th century. Following the suppression of alien priories under Henry V, it was granted to the priory at Sheen with which it remained until transferred to the Crown by exchange under Henry VIII in 1530.[1]
During a storm in 1710 the medieval church collapsed, its foundations having been weakened by burials both inside and outside.
Following the collapse of the medieval church, the present building was constructed, funded by a grant from the Commission for Building Fifty New Churches, to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor, one of the commission's two surveyors. The first church to be built by the commissioners, it was begun in 1712 and basic construction was completed in 1714;[2] it was not, however, consecrated until 1718.[3] The church was built by Edward Strong the Younger a friend of Christopher Wren the Younger.
The church is rectangular in plan with a flat ceiling and a small apse serving as a chancel. The east front, towards the street, has a portico in the Tuscan order, with a central arch cutting through the entablature and pediment—a motif used in Wren's "Great Model" for St Paul's Cathedral.[3] A giant order of pilasters runs around the rest of the church, a feature Kerry Downes suggests may have been added by Thomas Archer, who, according to the minutes of the commission, "improved" Hawksmoor's plans.[2] On the north and south sides of the churchwide projecting vestibules rise to the full height of the building, with steps leading up to the doors.[3]
Hawksmoor planned a west tower, in the position of the existing one, which had survived the collapse. However the commission was reluctant to fund it, and the medieval tower was retained. In 1730 John James refaced it, and added a spire. Hawksmoor's design, published in an engraving in 1714, had an octagonal lantern at the top, a motif he was later to use at St George in the East.
The crypt served as an air-raid shelter during World War II. During the Blitz on 19 March 1941, incendiary bombs landed on the roof causing it to collapse, burning into the nave. The walls and the tower remained standing but much of the interior was gutted. The church was restored by Sir Albert Richardson in 1953. As part of the post-war restorations, stencils of Mary the Mother of Jesus and St John the Evangelist were installed either side of the Cross (forming a traditional rood) in the side chapel of St Alfege with St Peter by the tempera artist Augustus Lunn.
The present organ was installed in 2001, having been relocated from the Lower Chapel at Eton College, with some minor changes.[6] It is an 1891 Lewis & Co instrument, with modifications in 1927 by A. Hunter & Son and 1970 by Harrison & Harrison.[7]
Additionally, there is a small, six-stop moveable organ located in the north aisle, by W & A Boggis of Diss from c 1960, with a later restoration by Mander Organs.
he previous organ had a long history. It dated from the 16th century (when St Alfege was recorded as having a pair of organs). The National Pipe Organ Register does not record its present whereabouts. However, a three manual drawstop console is on display at the West End of the South aisle. This may incorporate keys from the time of the composer Thomas Tallis,[9] who was buried in the chancel of the medieval church in the 16th century. The organ was restored in 1706 by Thomas Swarbrick, with further restorations and modifications by Dallam (1765), George England (1770) and J. W. Walker & Sons Ltd (1840, 1853 and 1863).[9][10] It was further restored and rebuilt in 1875 by Joseph Robson and Benjamin Flight,[11] modified by Lewis & Co in 1910[12] and rebuilt by R. Spurden Rutt & Co in 1934. By this point it had grown to 47 stops.[13] It survived the bomb damage of 1941 and was rebuilt, again by R Spurden Rutt, in 1953, with 55 stops.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Alfege_Church,_Greenwich
St Alfege, Greenwich, Kent A day out in London of a Saturday morning requires planning. Jools arranged for shopping to be dropped on Thursday afternoon, meaning we did not have to go on Saturday morning.
Then setting alarms so that we got to Priory station at half seven ready for the quarter to eight train.
Jools went to get tickets, and I went to the corner greasy spoon to get sausage and bacon sticks and brews. So that when the train rolled at twenty to, we climbed on board, sitting at a table and starting on our breakfast.
Leaving at that time meant it was already light, so we could see the countryside rolling by until we got to Ashford, then flash by once we got on the high speed line, zooming up to Ebbsfleet and then under the Thames into Essex and on to Stratford.
We got out at Stratford, caught the DLR to the regional station, then changing DLR lines for the trains heading for Lewisham.
At Pudding Mill Lane, where we used to watch steam tours on the Great Eastern Main Line, a new station has been built to allow for the entrances to the Elizabeth Line tunnels, and next door is the Abba theatre.
We have been talking about going, so Jools checks prices for the show, and amazed that some are nearly £200! Prices next June are £99, but still for seeing a video recreation rather than the band themselves.
The train rattled on, turning south where the old Bryant and May match factory used to be. The building is still there but seems to be business units or flats now.
Passing the old factory used to be the cue for my Granddad to get us standing up and gathering our coats and bags as we were five minutes from Liverpool Street.
Instead, we took the line south through Bow and towards the crystal towers of Docklands and Canary and other Wharves.
I texted Graham to say we were on our way, and he replied to say he was 5 minutes from Canary Wharf. I said we would be there in a few minutes, maybe we would meet there?
Through Poplar and into the 21st century hellscape that is Docklands, we get off on platform 1, and our next train is waiting on platform 2. Jools walks over, I lag behind, scouring the platform for Graham.
Then as I reach the doors, and the electronic bleeps announcing departure, Graham reaches us and comes on board.
Doors close and the train departs, taking tight turns around the skyscrapers before heading to the river, and after Mudschute, dives under the river for Greenwich.
We get off at Cutty Sark, so named after a tea clipper, and find the way out signed to a flight of 125 steps to street level.
I sigh and follow Jools and Graham up, regretting my life choices.
But I made it to the top, and a short walk we called in at a coffee shop for a refill and wait for the Cutty Sark itself to open.
Although the story of the Cutty Sark and the other tea clippers is very interesting, I wanted to come for purely photographic reasons, to snap the prow and the glazed roof that protects the old dry dock.
We pay to go on, and enter the ship, going up two flights of steps onto the deck, where the masts and rigging tower high above. Remember, sailors used to have to climb up these and gather in sails, and all weathers and on all seas, no matter their state.
Hardy buggers.
Cabins were small and on deck, as all space down below was for cases of tea only, to keep them dry and in perfect condition.
Then down through the visitor centre to the bottom of the dry dock, and the copper bottom of the ship, suspended so that shots looking along and up the prow could be taken.
Which I took plenty of.
Above the roofs of the shops and pubs,the tower of the parish church, St Alphage, Greenwich, which is an usual dedication, but turns out this was the site where the titular Saint was martyred in the 11th century.
Graham had never found it open, but I had checked online and it was due to open at eleven, ten minutes ago. So we walked towards the church, dodging through the traffic and arrived at the church gate.
The south doors were closed, as were the north, so I began to doubt myself. But a nearby sight indicated that the main entrance was on the south side, so we went back round.
And one of the doors was indeed ajar.
Bingo.
Bango.
Bongo.
We climbed the steps and went in, and were met my quiet the most friendly and informative volunteer I think I have ever met.
Interesting details were pointed out, and those hidden were shown, including the location of the font where King Henry XIII was christened, and the last surviving part of the second church's wall.
The church, which is after Hawksmoor, is a delight, though gutted during the blitz, so most glass is now lost, though the Victorian is of good quality.
We were here for the Mars display in the Painted Hall at the Greenwich Naval College.
We have been here before, but some 15 years back at least, so a return was overdue, though the sumptuous painting would be partly hidden by the 7m model of the planet Mars.
We have seen the artist's Moon work at the Maritime Museum nearby, but also in Denver back in 2017. But seemed to have missed his "Earth", I'm sure it'll come round again.
We walked through the college grounds, into the painted hall, exchanged vouchers for tickets and climbed the two sets of stairs into the hall itself.
The view opened out, and the first impression was amazing, Mars at the far end, suspended and slowly turning, with the painted hall as a background. And a helmeted Mar looking down at the planet named after him, a great juxtaposition.
We took and hour to take it all in, then talked about going to the Chapel, which we were not sure was open.
At the base of the stairs, we found the entrance to a passageway, with sign pointing to the Chapel, could this lead all the way under the formal gardens?
Yes. Yes it could. And did.
Up spiral staircases to the lobby, then up a formal stairway flanked by statues of Faith, Hope, Charity and Meekness, into the church, a delight, without much in the way of painting to match the hall opposite, but stunning all the same, and few folks had made it over, so we soaked up the building and details, and fittings.
Time was getting on, and thoughts turned to food. So, we left and headed out to the narrow path beside the river, where high tide meant water was lapping at our feet, but we powered back towards the High Road, and the cluster of pubs and other eateries.
Beside the Cutty Sark was the Gipsy Moth pub, but that was full, so we walked on and found a table beside the fire in the Spanish Galleon, a Shepherd Neame's pub, but they had tables and a great looking menu.
We got pints of Whitstable Bay, and ordered burgers each, all in a great end to the trip where we did all we set out to do, and now rounded it off with a pub lunch.
We ate the burgers with pints of Bishop's Finger, now a timid 5.2% rather than the 7% in days of yore, but still full of flavour.
Time to go home. Back to Cutty Sark DLR station, down in the lift this time, and straight on a train heading north. Change at Canary Wharf, where our train to Stratford was also waiting.
We said goodbye to Graham, hopped on, and the doors closed, so we moved off north.
Back at Stratford, down the steps to the concourse, and straight onto a train going to the International Station, we got on, and so were on the platforms for Kent a full ten minutes before the train was due.
When it came, there were a few seats, so I got to sit and rest by back after the 11,000 steps done, so while darkness fell outside, I kept up to date with the football, Norwich 2-2 with Luton at half time, but scoring twice in the second half to win 4-2, and make it 12 goals scored in three games over seven days.
By the time final whistle went, we were back home, and supping fresh brews as we rested, taking our shoes off.
A brilliant day out.
The West Ham fans we had seen on the DLR were going to their home game against Arsenal, which was on TV at half five. Not the game they were hoping for, as Arsenal were 5-2 by halftime, though no more goals scored in the second half, but worthy of that first half to have watched.
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St Alfege Church is an Anglican church in the centre of Greenwich, part of the Royal Borough of Greenwich in London. It is of medieval origin and was rebuilt in 1712–1714 to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor.
The church is dedicated to Alfege (also spelt "Alphege"), Archbishop of Canterbury, and reputedly marks the place where he was martyred on 19 April 1012, having been taken prisoner during the sack of Canterbury by Danish raiders the previous year. The Danes took him to their camp at Greenwich and killed him when the large ransom they demanded was not forthcoming.[1]
The church was rebuilt in around 1290, and Henry VIII was baptized there in 1491.
The patronage of the church was given to the abbey at Ghent during the 13th century. Following the suppression of alien priories under Henry V, it was granted to the priory at Sheen with which it remained until transferred to the Crown by exchange under Henry VIII in 1530.[1]
During a storm in 1710 the medieval church collapsed, its foundations having been weakened by burials both inside and outside.
Following the collapse of the medieval church, the present building was constructed, funded by a grant from the Commission for Building Fifty New Churches, to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor, one of the commission's two surveyors. The first church to be built by the commissioners, it was begun in 1712 and basic construction was completed in 1714;[2] it was not, however, consecrated until 1718.[3] The church was built by Edward Strong the Younger a friend of Christopher Wren the Younger.
The church is rectangular in plan with a flat ceiling and a small apse serving as a chancel. The east front, towards the street, has a portico in the Tuscan order, with a central arch cutting through the entablature and pediment—a motif used in Wren's "Great Model" for St Paul's Cathedral.[3] A giant order of pilasters runs around the rest of the church, a feature Kerry Downes suggests may have been added by Thomas Archer, who, according to the minutes of the commission, "improved" Hawksmoor's plans.[2] On the north and south sides of the churchwide projecting vestibules rise to the full height of the building, with steps leading up to the doors.[3]
Hawksmoor planned a west tower, in the position of the existing one, which had survived the collapse. However the commission was reluctant to fund it, and the medieval tower was retained. In 1730 John James refaced it, and added a spire. Hawksmoor's design, published in an engraving in 1714, had an octagonal lantern at the top, a motif he was later to use at St George in the East.
The crypt served as an air-raid shelter during World War II. During the Blitz on 19 March 1941, incendiary bombs landed on the roof causing it to collapse, burning into the nave. The walls and the tower remained standing but much of the interior was gutted. The church was restored by Sir Albert Richardson in 1953. As part of the post-war restorations, stencils of Mary the Mother of Jesus and St John the Evangelist were installed either side of the Cross (forming a traditional rood) in the side chapel of St Alfege with St Peter by the tempera artist Augustus Lunn.
The present organ was installed in 2001, having been relocated from the Lower Chapel at Eton College, with some minor changes.[6] It is an 1891 Lewis & Co instrument, with modifications in 1927 by A. Hunter & Son and 1970 by Harrison & Harrison.[7]
Additionally, there is a small, six-stop moveable organ located in the north aisle, by W & A Boggis of Diss from c 1960, with a later restoration by Mander Organs.
he previous organ had a long history. It dated from the 16th century (when St Alfege was recorded as having a pair of organs). The National Pipe Organ Register does not record its present whereabouts. However, a three manual drawstop console is on display at the West End of the South aisle. This may incorporate keys from the time of the composer Thomas Tallis,[9] who was buried in the chancel of the medieval church in the 16th century. The organ was restored in 1706 by Thomas Swarbrick, with further restorations and modifications by Dallam (1765), George England (1770) and J. W. Walker & Sons Ltd (1840, 1853 and 1863).[9][10] It was further restored and rebuilt in 1875 by Joseph Robson and Benjamin Flight,[11] modified by Lewis & Co in 1910[12] and rebuilt by R. Spurden Rutt & Co in 1934. By this point it had grown to 47 stops.[13] It survived the bomb damage of 1941 and was rebuilt, again by R Spurden Rutt, in 1953, with 55 stops.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Alfege_Church,_Greenwich
Seven Hills Sunset Just came back from a week in central Spain. Here's a sunset shot taken from Cerro del Tío Pío in Madrid.
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Cafe Seven - 11 December 2024 The 'seven' refers to the address, not the ranking. It's my favourite cafe for sandwiches, as they make them to order, so nicely fresh.
I'm also fond of the shop front. The cafe the ground floor of a row of buildings that was constructed in about 1900, originally as residential houses. Now, the ground floor premises are shops or offices, with apartments above. Many of the shops have very modern facades, not at all in keeping with the style of he buildings.
Budapest, Gizella Stny 22.04.2024 MÁV-HÉV Helyiérdekű Vasút Zrt.: Disconnected from each other and isolated from the rest of the railway network, four suburban railway lines (one of them with a branch) form the system of the Budapest Railways of Local Interest (Budapesti Helyiérdekű Vasút, BHÉV), which has a total length of 97 km. They all have the same characteristics: standard track gauge and 1,100 V DC power supply. The lines are commercially designated H5 to H9. Since November 2016, this company has been a subsidiary of the Hungarian state railways MÁV.
The service is basically carried out with 91 three-car EMUs of the MX series (motor cars numbers 861 to 892) and MXA (motor cars numbers 901 to 1000 and 1101 to 1150), build in the former German Democratic Republic by LEW "Hans Beimler" Hennigsdorf between 1971 and 1983. Seven EMUs of the MIX/A series (motor cars) and PXXV/A (trailer cars) also remain in service, runnig only on line H7. They come from the modernization of as many of the 27 trains that were built by BHÉV itself in its Budafoki workshops between 1963 and 1966.
Two MXA series EMUs just left the Boráros tér terminal in Budapest, working a service in the H7 line to Csepel.
The Chapel of Ss. Peter and Paul, Old Royal Naval Hospital, Greenwich A day out in London of a Saturday morning requires planning. Jools arranged for shopping to be dropped on Thursday afternoon, meaning we did not have to go on Saturday morning.
Then setting alarms so that we got to Priory station at half seven ready for the quarter to eight train.
Jools went to get tickets, and I went to the corner greasy spoon to get sausage and bacon sticks and brews. So that when the train rolled at twenty to, we climbed on board, sitting at a table and starting on our breakfast.
Leaving at that time meant it was already light, so we could see the countryside rolling by until we got to Ashford, then flash by once we got on the high speed line, zooming up to Ebbsfleet and then under the Thames into Essex and on to Stratford.
We got out at Stratford, caught the DLR to the regional station, then changing DLR lines for the trains heading for Lewisham.
At Pudding Mill Lane, where we used to watch steam tours on the Great Eastern Main Line, a new station has been built to allow for the entrances to the Elizabeth Line tunnels, and next door is the Abba theatre.
We have been talking about going, so Jools checks prices for the show, and amazed that some are nearly £200! Prices next June are £99, but still for seeing a video recreation rather than the band themselves.
The train rattled on, turning south where the old Bryant and May match factory used to be. The building is still there but seems to be business units or flats now.
Passing the old factory used to be the cue for my Granddad to get us standing up and gathering our coats and bags as we were five minutes from Liverpool Street.
Instead, we took the line south through Bow and towards the crystal towers of Docklands and Canary and other Wharves.
I texted Graham to say we were on our way, and he replied to say he was 5 minutes from Canary Wharf. I said we would be there in a few minutes, maybe we would meet there?
Through Poplar and into the 21st century hellscape that is Docklands, we get off on platform 1, and our next train is waiting on platform 2. Jools walks over, I lag behind, scouring the platform for Graham.
Then as I reach the doors, and the electronic bleeps announcing departure, Graham reaches us and comes on board.
Doors close and the train departs, taking tight turns around the skyscrapers before heading to the river, and after Mudschute, dives under the river for Greenwich.
We get off at Cutty Sark, so named after a tea clipper, and find the way out signed to a flight of 125 steps to street level.
I sigh and follow Jools and Graham up, regretting my life choices.
But I made it to the top, and a short walk we called in at a coffee shop for a refill and wait for the Cutty Sark itself to open.
Although the story of the Cutty Sark and the other tea clippers is very interesting, I wanted to come for purely photographic reasons, to snap the prow and the glazed roof that protects the old dry dock.
We pay to go on, and enter the ship, going up two flights of steps onto the deck, where the masts and rigging tower high above. Remember, sailors used to have to climb up these and gather in sails, and all weathers and on all seas, no matter their state.
Hardy buggers.
Cabins were small and on deck, as all space down below was for cases of tea only, to keep them dry and in perfect condition.
Then down through the visitor centre to the bottom of the dry dock, and the copper bottom of the ship, suspended so that shots looking along and up the prow could be taken.
Which I took plenty of.
Above the roofs of the shops and pubs,the tower of the parish church, St Alphage, Greenwich, which is an usual dedication, but turns out this was the site where the titular Saint was martyred in the 11th century.
Graham had never found it open, but I had checked online and it was due to open at eleven, ten minutes ago. So we walked towards the church, dodging through the traffic and arrived at the church gate.
The south doors were closed, as were the north, so I began to doubt myself. But a nearby sight indicated that the main entrance was on the south side, so we went back round.
And one of the doors was indeed ajar.
Bingo.
Bango.
Bongo.
We climbed the steps and went in, and were met my quiet the most friendly and informative volunteer I think I have ever met.
Interesting details were pointed out, and those hidden were shown, including the location of the font where King Henry XIII was christened, and the last surviving part of the second church's wall.
The church, which is after Hawksmoor, is a delight, though gutted during the blitz, so most glass is now lost, though the Victorian is of good quality.
We were here for the Mars display in the Painted Hall at the Greenwich Naval College.
We have been here before, but some 15 years back at least, so a return was overdue, though the sumptuous painting would be partly hidden by the 7m model of the planet Mars.
We have seen the artist's Moon work at the Maritime Museum nearby, but also in Denver back in 2017. But seemed to have missed his "Earth", I'm sure it'll come round again.
We walked through the college grounds, into the painted hall, exchanged vouchers for tickets and climbed the two sets of stairs into the hall itself.
The view opened out, and the first impression was amazing, Mars at the far end, suspended and slowly turning, with the painted hall as a background. And a helmeted Mar looking down at the planet named after him, a great juxtaposition.
We took and hour to take it all in, then talked about going to the Chapel, which we were not sure was open.
At the base of the stairs, we found the entrance to a passageway, with sign pointing to the Chapel, could this lead all the way under the formal gardens?
Yes. Yes it could. And did.
Up spiral staircases to the lobby, then up a formal stairway flanked by statues of Faith, Hope, Charity and Meekness, into the church, a delight, without much in the way of painting to match the hall opposite, but stunning all the same, and few folks had made it over, so we soaked up the building and details, and fittings.
Time was getting on, and thoughts turned to food. So, we left and headed out to the narrow path beside the river, where high tide meant water was lapping at our feet, but we powered back towards the High Road, and the cluster of pubs and other eateries.
Beside the Cutty Sark was the Gipsy Moth pub, but that was full, so we walked on and found a table beside the fire in the Spanish Galleon, a Shepherd Neame's pub, but they had tables and a great looking menu.
We got pints of Whitstable Bay, and ordered burgers each, all in a great end to the trip where we did all we set out to do, and now rounded it off with a pub lunch.
We ate the burgers with pints of Bishop's Finger, now a timid 5.2% rather than the 7% in days of yore, but still full of flavour.
Time to go home. Back to Cutty Sark DLR station, down in the lift this time, and straight on a train heading north. Change at Canary Wharf, where our train to Stratford was also waiting.
We said goodbye to Graham, hopped on, and the doors closed, so we moved off north.
Back at Stratford, down the steps to the concourse, and straight onto a train going to the International Station, we got on, and so were on the platforms for Kent a full ten minutes before the train was due.
When it came, there were a few seats, so I got to sit and rest by back after the 11,000 steps done, so while darkness fell outside, I kept up to date with the football, Norwich 2-2 with Luton at half time, but scoring twice in the second half to win 4-2, and make it 12 goals scored in three games over seven days.
By the time final whistle went, we were back home, and supping fresh brews as we rested, taking our shoes off.
A brilliant day out.
The West Ham fans we had seen on the DLR were going to their home game against Arsenal, which was on TV at half five. Not the game they were hoping for, as Arsenal were 5-2 by halftime, though no more goals scored in the second half, but worthy of that first half to have watched.
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The beautiful Chapel of St Peter & St Paul was part Sir Christopher Wren’s original design for the Royal Hospital for Seamen at Greenwich. After a devastating fire, the Chapel was rebuilt in 1779 by James ‘Athenian’ Stuart. With its richly decorated ceiling, naval themes, and exceptional altarpiece painted by ‘the Raphael of America’, Benjamin West, it is evident why the Chapel is now regarded as one of the finest neo-classical interiors in existence.
This wonderful piece of craftsmanship is almost certainly responsible for the superb acoustics of the space.
It was designed by the master plasterer John Papworth in a neo-classical design of squares and octagons. The intricate central ornaments were carved, rather than cast in moulds. It is plastered in light blue and cream following a Wedgewood-inspired colour scheme.
The organ at the west end of the Chapel is a fine example of the work of Samuel Green (1740-96), the leading organ builder of his day.
It was completed at a cost of £1,000 in 1798 and is probably the largest instrument built by Green still in its original position. It has three manuals and the pipework, which is noted for its purity of tone and rich mixture stops, is still in use.
The handsome and delicately carved Spanish mahogany case, designed by William Newton, cost a further £500.
The influence of the artist, Benjamin West, can be seen all over the Chapel, particularly in the huge altarpiece. Its story is taken from an account in the Acts of the Apostles.
We see St Paul shipwrecked on the island of Malta. The islanders have helpfully lit a fire to dry out any survivors, and a snake, driven from the woodpile by the heat, has fastened itself onto Paul’s hand.
Miraculously he is able to cast it into the flames. The worshipping Pensioners would have understood this image. Not only is West painting about the rescue and protection of seafaring men but also about divine intervention and the threat of Satan.
This is one of West’s most ambitious paintings. It is also the only one of his large canvases to remain in the place for which it was intended, sitting in a carved and gilded frame by Richard Lawrence.
ornc.org/explore-whats-here/chapel/
The Chapel of Ss. Peter and Paul, Old Royal Naval Hospital, Greenwich A day out in London of a Saturday morning requires planning. Jools arranged for shopping to be dropped on Thursday afternoon, meaning we did not have to go on Saturday morning.
Then setting alarms so that we got to Priory station at half seven ready for the quarter to eight train.
Jools went to get tickets, and I went to the corner greasy spoon to get sausage and bacon sticks and brews. So that when the train rolled at twenty to, we climbed on board, sitting at a table and starting on our breakfast.
Leaving at that time meant it was already light, so we could see the countryside rolling by until we got to Ashford, then flash by once we got on the high speed line, zooming up to Ebbsfleet and then under the Thames into Essex and on to Stratford.
We got out at Stratford, caught the DLR to the regional station, then changing DLR lines for the trains heading for Lewisham.
At Pudding Mill Lane, where we used to watch steam tours on the Great Eastern Main Line, a new station has been built to allow for the entrances to the Elizabeth Line tunnels, and next door is the Abba theatre.
We have been talking about going, so Jools checks prices for the show, and amazed that some are nearly £200! Prices next June are £99, but still for seeing a video recreation rather than the band themselves.
The train rattled on, turning south where the old Bryant and May match factory used to be. The building is still there but seems to be business units or flats now.
Passing the old factory used to be the cue for my Granddad to get us standing up and gathering our coats and bags as we were five minutes from Liverpool Street.
Instead, we took the line south through Bow and towards the crystal towers of Docklands and Canary and other Wharves.
I texted Graham to say we were on our way, and he replied to say he was 5 minutes from Canary Wharf. I said we would be there in a few minutes, maybe we would meet there?
Through Poplar and into the 21st century hellscape that is Docklands, we get off on platform 1, and our next train is waiting on platform 2. Jools walks over, I lag behind, scouring the platform for Graham.
Then as I reach the doors, and the electronic bleeps announcing departure, Graham reaches us and comes on board.
Doors close and the train departs, taking tight turns around the skyscrapers before heading to the river, and after Mudschute, dives under the river for Greenwich.
We get off at Cutty Sark, so named after a tea clipper, and find the way out signed to a flight of 125 steps to street level.
I sigh and follow Jools and Graham up, regretting my life choices.
But I made it to the top, and a short walk we called in at a coffee shop for a refill and wait for the Cutty Sark itself to open.
Although the story of the Cutty Sark and the other tea clippers is very interesting, I wanted to come for purely photographic reasons, to snap the prow and the glazed roof that protects the old dry dock.
We pay to go on, and enter the ship, going up two flights of steps onto the deck, where the masts and rigging tower high above. Remember, sailors used to have to climb up these and gather in sails, and all weathers and on all seas, no matter their state.
Hardy buggers.
Cabins were small and on deck, as all space down below was for cases of tea only, to keep them dry and in perfect condition.
Then down through the visitor centre to the bottom of the dry dock, and the copper bottom of the ship, suspended so that shots looking along and up the prow could be taken.
Which I took plenty of.
Above the roofs of the shops and pubs,the tower of the parish church, St Alphage, Greenwich, which is an usual dedication, but turns out this was the site where the titular Saint was martyred in the 11th century.
Graham had never found it open, but I had checked online and it was due to open at eleven, ten minutes ago. So we walked towards the church, dodging through the traffic and arrived at the church gate.
The south doors were closed, as were the north, so I began to doubt myself. But a nearby sight indicated that the main entrance was on the south side, so we went back round.
And one of the doors was indeed ajar.
Bingo.
Bango.
Bongo.
We climbed the steps and went in, and were met my quiet the most friendly and informative volunteer I think I have ever met.
Interesting details were pointed out, and those hidden were shown, including the location of the font where King Henry XIII was christened, and the last surviving part of the second church's wall.
The church, which is after Hawksmoor, is a delight, though gutted during the blitz, so most glass is now lost, though the Victorian is of good quality.
We were here for the Mars display in the Painted Hall at the Greenwich Naval College.
We have been here before, but some 15 years back at least, so a return was overdue, though the sumptuous painting would be partly hidden by the 7m model of the planet Mars.
We have seen the artist's Moon work at the Maritime Museum nearby, but also in Denver back in 2017. But seemed to have missed his "Earth", I'm sure it'll come round again.
We walked through the college grounds, into the painted hall, exchanged vouchers for tickets and climbed the two sets of stairs into the hall itself.
The view opened out, and the first impression was amazing, Mars at the far end, suspended and slowly turning, with the painted hall as a background. And a helmeted Mar looking down at the planet named after him, a great juxtaposition.
We took and hour to take it all in, then talked about going to the Chapel, which we were not sure was open.
At the base of the stairs, we found the entrance to a passageway, with sign pointing to the Chapel, could this lead all the way under the formal gardens?
Yes. Yes it could. And did.
Up spiral staircases to the lobby, then up a formal stairway flanked by statues of Faith, Hope, Charity and Meekness, into the church, a delight, without much in the way of painting to match the hall opposite, but stunning all the same, and few folks had made it over, so we soaked up the building and details, and fittings.
Time was getting on, and thoughts turned to food. So, we left and headed out to the narrow path beside the river, where high tide meant water was lapping at our feet, but we powered back towards the High Road, and the cluster of pubs and other eateries.
Beside the Cutty Sark was the Gipsy Moth pub, but that was full, so we walked on and found a table beside the fire in the Spanish Galleon, a Shepherd Neame's pub, but they had tables and a great looking menu.
We got pints of Whitstable Bay, and ordered burgers each, all in a great end to the trip where we did all we set out to do, and now rounded it off with a pub lunch.
We ate the burgers with pints of Bishop's Finger, now a timid 5.2% rather than the 7% in days of yore, but still full of flavour.
Time to go home. Back to Cutty Sark DLR station, down in the lift this time, and straight on a train heading north. Change at Canary Wharf, where our train to Stratford was also waiting.
We said goodbye to Graham, hopped on, and the doors closed, so we moved off north.
Back at Stratford, down the steps to the concourse, and straight onto a train going to the International Station, we got on, and so were on the platforms for Kent a full ten minutes before the train was due.
When it came, there were a few seats, so I got to sit and rest by back after the 11,000 steps done, so while darkness fell outside, I kept up to date with the football, Norwich 2-2 with Luton at half time, but scoring twice in the second half to win 4-2, and make it 12 goals scored in three games over seven days.
By the time final whistle went, we were back home, and supping fresh brews as we rested, taking our shoes off.
A brilliant day out.
The West Ham fans we had seen on the DLR were going to their home game against Arsenal, which was on TV at half five. Not the game they were hoping for, as Arsenal were 5-2 by halftime, though no more goals scored in the second half, but worthy of that first half to have watched.
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The beautiful Chapel of St Peter & St Paul was part Sir Christopher Wren’s original design for the Royal Hospital for Seamen at Greenwich. After a devastating fire, the Chapel was rebuilt in 1779 by James ‘Athenian’ Stuart. With its richly decorated ceiling, naval themes, and exceptional altarpiece painted by ‘the Raphael of America’, Benjamin West, it is evident why the Chapel is now regarded as one of the finest neo-classical interiors in existence.
This wonderful piece of craftsmanship is almost certainly responsible for the superb acoustics of the space.
It was designed by the master plasterer John Papworth in a neo-classical design of squares and octagons. The intricate central ornaments were carved, rather than cast in moulds. It is plastered in light blue and cream following a Wedgewood-inspired colour scheme.
The organ at the west end of the Chapel is a fine example of the work of Samuel Green (1740-96), the leading organ builder of his day.
It was completed at a cost of £1,000 in 1798 and is probably the largest instrument built by Green still in its original position. It has three manuals and the pipework, which is noted for its purity of tone and rich mixture stops, is still in use.
The handsome and delicately carved Spanish mahogany case, designed by William Newton, cost a further £500.
The influence of the artist, Benjamin West, can be seen all over the Chapel, particularly in the huge altarpiece. Its story is taken from an account in the Acts of the Apostles.
We see St Paul shipwrecked on the island of Malta. The islanders have helpfully lit a fire to dry out any survivors, and a snake, driven from the woodpile by the heat, has fastened itself onto Paul’s hand.
Miraculously he is able to cast it into the flames. The worshipping Pensioners would have understood this image. Not only is West painting about the rescue and protection of seafaring men but also about divine intervention and the threat of Satan.
This is one of West’s most ambitious paintings. It is also the only one of his large canvases to remain in the place for which it was intended, sitting in a carved and gilded frame by Richard Lawrence.
ornc.org/explore-whats-here/chapel/
December 10 Tuesdays are my easy days. No dance, no cheer, no reason to leave the house at all. We ate pizza and I knitted and watched Santa Claus: The Movie. It’s not the best movie out there, but I have some great memories of watching it when I was a kid. It felt to me then like the most likely version of Christmas and the North Pole. When I watch it, I get to be that kid again that is so immersed in the magic of Christmas that no other explanations for it seem plausible. Now that I hold the strings, it’s a different kind of magic. But it’s only possible because of that six-year-old me that climbed into this movie and lived in it for seven more years. I love Christmas.
Final Casualties of War 0513-420-24
Final Casualties of War
The Confederate Cemetery at Appomattox Court House.
On April 8-9, 1865, Union and Confederate forces fought the Battle of Appomattox Station and the Battle of Appomattox Court House in Virginia. They were they final actions of General Robert E. Lee and the Army of Northern Virginia.
A small Confederate cemetery at Appomattox National Historical Park contains the graves of eighteen Confederate soldiers who died in these battles, the last men to give their lives in combat under Lee's direction. Also buried there is a single Union soldier who was found buried in an unmarked grave some years after the war.
All but seven of the soldiers buried at the Appomattox Confederate Cemetery remain unknowns to this day. Among those who have been identified is Private Jesse H. Hutchins from Company G, Fifth Alabama Infantry. His story is particularly telling.
Hutchins enlisted in Alabama only five days after Confederate troops fired on Fort Sumter, igniting the war that would continue for four long years. His regiment, the Fifth Alabama, was mustered into Confederate service in May of 1861 and initially served at Pensacola under General Braxton Bragg.
Sent to Virginia, the 5th Alabama took part in the Battles of Seven Pines, Gaines Mill, Malvern Hill, Second Manassas, Antietam, Chancellorsville, Gettysburg, the Wilderness, Spottsylvania, Cold Harbor, Winchester and Petersburg. Jesse Hutchins, ironically, survived all of these horrible battles only to die at Appomattox Court House just hours before General Lee surrendered the Army of Northern Virginia to General Ulysses S. Grant. Hutchins was killed in a sharp skirmish with Union cavalry on the evening of April 8, 1865. Like the others now buried at Confederate Cemetery, he was initially interred nearby. In 1866, however, the remains of Confederate soldiers were gathered from their resting places around Appomattox Court House and brought here through the efforts of the Ladies Memorial Association of Appomattox.
It is thought that as many as 100 Southern soldiers may have died in the fighting at Appomattox Court House, but only these eighteen could be found. The Union dead from the battles at Appomattox were later exhumed and taken to Poplar Grove National Cemetery near Petersburg, Virginia. One exception was the Union soldier who now lies buried by his former enemies at Confederate Cemetery. His body was found some years after the war and moved to the small burial ground.
Known soldiers in the cemetery are:
John William Ashby - Co. I, 12th
Virginia Cavalry.
Oscar Demesme - Donaldsonville
Artillery (Lousianna)
J.W. Douglas
Alanson B. Hicks - Co. D, 26th
Virginia Infantry
John A. Hogan - Co. E, 26th Georgia Infantry.
Jesse. H. Hutchins - Co. G, 5th
Alabama Infantry
Miles Cary Macon - 38th Batt. Virginia Artillery.
Francis M. Winn - Co. E, 9th Georgia Artillery.
Mariah Wright House 0513-1044-24
The Mariah Wright house was constructed in 1823 by Pryor Wright.
The single story Mariah Wright House is topped with a gable roof and attic. The structure is roughly forty feet deep by eighteen feet wide. The west side of the house has a full length front porch and a central east porch of sixteen and a half feet by seven and a half feet. Both porches are on stone piers with wood shingle shed roofs. The house siding is beaded pine weatherboard.
The Mariah Wright House had an attached kitchen wing added around 1890. In 1965 the National Park Service restored the house, removing the kitchen wing and excavating a basement and full cement foundation. Extensive archeological investigations were conducted at this time and many artifacts were found.
Fortis F1 - TOP (A) F1 07-12-2024 foto 01 FORTIS KORFBAL
Op 12 juni 1998 is Fortis ontstaan na een fusie van de twee Souburgse korfbalverenigingen Animo en SCS Zuidwesters. Spelend in de kleuren geel en zwart speelt Fortis op een prachtig kunstgrascomplex met zeven velden en in de zaal in zowel Oost-Souburg als in Vlissingen.
Fortis is meer dan alleen korfbal. Alles wat wij doen, doen wij vanuit de overtuiging dat wij meer zijn dan korfbal. Onze leden en vrijwilligers creëren een verenigingsleven dat gevarieerd, uitdagend, prikkelend en motiverend is. Onze leden maken de vereniging. Dit alles in een sportief en veilig klimaat. Waar ruimte is voor breedte- en wedstrijdkorfbal.
Fortis Meer. Dan. Korfbal.
Met ongeveer 350 spelende en niet spelende leden is Fortis een van de grootste korfbalverenigingen van Zeeland!
07-12-2024 de zaalcompetitiewedstrijden van Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1,fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3,fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
De tegenstanders zijn;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat., HKV/Ons Eibernest.
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FORTIS KORFBAL
On 12 June 1998, Fortis was founded after a merger of the two Souburg korfball clubs Animo and SCS Zuidwesters. Playing in the colours yellow and black, Fortis plays on a beautiful artificial grass complex with seven fields and indoors in both Oost-Souburg and Vlissingen.
Fortis is more than just korfball. Everything we do, we do from the conviction that we are more than korfball. Our members and volunteers create a club life that is varied, challenging, stimulating and motivating. Our members make the club. All this in a sporty and safe climate. Where there is room for recreational and competition korfball.
Fortis More. Than. Korfball.
With approximately 350 playing and non-playing members, Fortis is one of the largest korfball clubs in Zeeland!
07-12-2024 the indoor competition matches of Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1, fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3, fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
The opponents are;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat, HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfball clubs, korfball, ball, basket, indoor competition matches, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Netherlands
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Fortis F1 - TOP (A) F1 07-12-2024 foto 03 FORTIS KORFBAL
Op 12 juni 1998 is Fortis ontstaan na een fusie van de twee Souburgse korfbalverenigingen Animo en SCS Zuidwesters. Spelend in de kleuren geel en zwart speelt Fortis op een prachtig kunstgrascomplex met zeven velden en in de zaal in zowel Oost-Souburg als in Vlissingen.
Fortis is meer dan alleen korfbal. Alles wat wij doen, doen wij vanuit de overtuiging dat wij meer zijn dan korfbal. Onze leden en vrijwilligers creëren een verenigingsleven dat gevarieerd, uitdagend, prikkelend en motiverend is. Onze leden maken de vereniging. Dit alles in een sportief en veilig klimaat. Waar ruimte is voor breedte- en wedstrijdkorfbal.
Fortis Meer. Dan. Korfbal.
Met ongeveer 350 spelende en niet spelende leden is Fortis een van de grootste korfbalverenigingen van Zeeland!
07-12-2024 de zaalcompetitiewedstrijden van Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1,fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3,fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
De tegenstanders zijn;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat., HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfbalverenigingen, korfbal, bal, korf, zaalcompetitie wedstrijden, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Nederland
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FORTIS KORFBAL
On 12 June 1998, Fortis was founded after a merger of the two Souburg korfball clubs Animo and SCS Zuidwesters. Playing in the colours yellow and black, Fortis plays on a beautiful artificial grass complex with seven fields and indoors in both Oost-Souburg and Vlissingen.
Fortis is more than just korfball. Everything we do, we do from the conviction that we are more than korfball. Our members and volunteers create a club life that is varied, challenging, stimulating and motivating. Our members make the club. All this in a sporty and safe climate. Where there is room for recreational and competition korfball.
Fortis More. Than. Korfball.
With approximately 350 playing and non-playing members, Fortis is one of the largest korfball clubs in Zeeland!
07-12-2024 the indoor competition matches of Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1, fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3, fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
The opponents are;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat, HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfball clubs, korfball, ball, basket, indoor competition matches, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Netherlands
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Fortis F1 - TOP (A) F1 07-12-2024 foto 02 FORTIS KORFBAL
Op 12 juni 1998 is Fortis ontstaan na een fusie van de twee Souburgse korfbalverenigingen Animo en SCS Zuidwesters. Spelend in de kleuren geel en zwart speelt Fortis op een prachtig kunstgrascomplex met zeven velden en in de zaal in zowel Oost-Souburg als in Vlissingen.
Fortis is meer dan alleen korfbal. Alles wat wij doen, doen wij vanuit de overtuiging dat wij meer zijn dan korfbal. Onze leden en vrijwilligers creëren een verenigingsleven dat gevarieerd, uitdagend, prikkelend en motiverend is. Onze leden maken de vereniging. Dit alles in een sportief en veilig klimaat. Waar ruimte is voor breedte- en wedstrijdkorfbal.
Fortis Meer. Dan. Korfbal.
Met ongeveer 350 spelende en niet spelende leden is Fortis een van de grootste korfbalverenigingen van Zeeland!
07-12-2024 de zaalcompetitiewedstrijden van Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1,fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3,fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
De tegenstanders zijn;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat., HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfbalverenigingen, korfbal, bal, korf, zaalcompetitie wedstrijden, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Nederland
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FORTIS KORFBAL
On 12 June 1998, Fortis was founded after a merger of the two Souburg korfball clubs Animo and SCS Zuidwesters. Playing in the colours yellow and black, Fortis plays on a beautiful artificial grass complex with seven fields and indoors in both Oost-Souburg and Vlissingen.
Fortis is more than just korfball. Everything we do, we do from the conviction that we are more than korfball. Our members and volunteers create a club life that is varied, challenging, stimulating and motivating. Our members make the club. All this in a sporty and safe climate. Where there is room for recreational and competition korfball.
Fortis More. Than. Korfball.
With approximately 350 playing and non-playing members, Fortis is one of the largest korfball clubs in Zeeland!
07-12-2024 the indoor competition matches of Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1, fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3, fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
The opponents are;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat, HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfball clubs, korfball, ball, basket, indoor competition matches, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Netherlands
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Fortis F1 - TOP (A) F1 07-12-2024 foto 04 FORTIS KORFBAL
Op 12 juni 1998 is Fortis ontstaan na een fusie van de twee Souburgse korfbalverenigingen Animo en SCS Zuidwesters. Spelend in de kleuren geel en zwart speelt Fortis op een prachtig kunstgrascomplex met zeven velden en in de zaal in zowel Oost-Souburg als in Vlissingen.
Fortis is meer dan alleen korfbal. Alles wat wij doen, doen wij vanuit de overtuiging dat wij meer zijn dan korfbal. Onze leden en vrijwilligers creëren een verenigingsleven dat gevarieerd, uitdagend, prikkelend en motiverend is. Onze leden maken de vereniging. Dit alles in een sportief en veilig klimaat. Waar ruimte is voor breedte- en wedstrijdkorfbal.
Fortis Meer. Dan. Korfbal.
Met ongeveer 350 spelende en niet spelende leden is Fortis een van de grootste korfbalverenigingen van Zeeland!
07-12-2024 de zaalcompetitiewedstrijden van Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1,fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3,fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
De tegenstanders zijn;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat., HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfbalverenigingen, korfbal, bal, korf, zaalcompetitie wedstrijden, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Nederland
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FORTIS KORFBAL
On 12 June 1998, Fortis was founded after a merger of the two Souburg korfball clubs Animo and SCS Zuidwesters. Playing in the colours yellow and black, Fortis plays on a beautiful artificial grass complex with seven fields and indoors in both Oost-Souburg and Vlissingen.
Fortis is more than just korfball. Everything we do, we do from the conviction that we are more than korfball. Our members and volunteers create a club life that is varied, challenging, stimulating and motivating. Our members make the club. All this in a sporty and safe climate. Where there is room for recreational and competition korfball.
Fortis More. Than. Korfball.
With approximately 350 playing and non-playing members, Fortis is one of the largest korfball clubs in Zeeland!
07-12-2024 the indoor competition matches of Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1, fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3, fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
The opponents are;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat, HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfball clubs, korfball, ball, basket, indoor competition matches, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Netherlands
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Fortis F1 - TOP (A) F1 07-12-2024 foto 06 FORTIS KORFBAL
Op 12 juni 1998 is Fortis ontstaan na een fusie van de twee Souburgse korfbalverenigingen Animo en SCS Zuidwesters. Spelend in de kleuren geel en zwart speelt Fortis op een prachtig kunstgrascomplex met zeven velden en in de zaal in zowel Oost-Souburg als in Vlissingen.
Fortis is meer dan alleen korfbal. Alles wat wij doen, doen wij vanuit de overtuiging dat wij meer zijn dan korfbal. Onze leden en vrijwilligers creëren een verenigingsleven dat gevarieerd, uitdagend, prikkelend en motiverend is. Onze leden maken de vereniging. Dit alles in een sportief en veilig klimaat. Waar ruimte is voor breedte- en wedstrijdkorfbal.
Fortis Meer. Dan. Korfbal.
Met ongeveer 350 spelende en niet spelende leden is Fortis een van de grootste korfbalverenigingen van Zeeland!
07-12-2024 de zaalcompetitiewedstrijden van Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1,fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3,fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
De tegenstanders zijn;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat., HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfbalverenigingen, korfbal, bal, korf, zaalcompetitie wedstrijden, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Nederland
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FORTIS KORFBAL
On 12 June 1998, Fortis was founded after a merger of the two Souburg korfball clubs Animo and SCS Zuidwesters. Playing in the colours yellow and black, Fortis plays on a beautiful artificial grass complex with seven fields and indoors in both Oost-Souburg and Vlissingen.
Fortis is more than just korfball. Everything we do, we do from the conviction that we are more than korfball. Our members and volunteers create a club life that is varied, challenging, stimulating and motivating. Our members make the club. All this in a sporty and safe climate. Where there is room for recreational and competition korfball.
Fortis More. Than. Korfball.
With approximately 350 playing and non-playing members, Fortis is one of the largest korfball clubs in Zeeland!
07-12-2024 the indoor competition matches of Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1, fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3, fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
The opponents are;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat, HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfball clubs, korfball, ball, basket, indoor competition matches, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Netherlands
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Fortis F1 - TOP (A) F1 07-12-2024 foto 09 FORTIS KORFBAL
Op 12 juni 1998 is Fortis ontstaan na een fusie van de twee Souburgse korfbalverenigingen Animo en SCS Zuidwesters. Spelend in de kleuren geel en zwart speelt Fortis op een prachtig kunstgrascomplex met zeven velden en in de zaal in zowel Oost-Souburg als in Vlissingen.
Fortis is meer dan alleen korfbal. Alles wat wij doen, doen wij vanuit de overtuiging dat wij meer zijn dan korfbal. Onze leden en vrijwilligers creëren een verenigingsleven dat gevarieerd, uitdagend, prikkelend en motiverend is. Onze leden maken de vereniging. Dit alles in een sportief en veilig klimaat. Waar ruimte is voor breedte- en wedstrijdkorfbal.
Fortis Meer. Dan. Korfbal.
Met ongeveer 350 spelende en niet spelende leden is Fortis een van de grootste korfbalverenigingen van Zeeland!
07-12-2024 de zaalcompetitiewedstrijden van Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1,fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3,fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
De tegenstanders zijn;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat., HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfbalverenigingen, korfbal, bal, korf, zaalcompetitie wedstrijden, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Nederland
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FORTIS KORFBAL
On 12 June 1998, Fortis was founded after a merger of the two Souburg korfball clubs Animo and SCS Zuidwesters. Playing in the colours yellow and black, Fortis plays on a beautiful artificial grass complex with seven fields and indoors in both Oost-Souburg and Vlissingen.
Fortis is more than just korfball. Everything we do, we do from the conviction that we are more than korfball. Our members and volunteers create a club life that is varied, challenging, stimulating and motivating. Our members make the club. All this in a sporty and safe climate. Where there is room for recreational and competition korfball.
Fortis More. Than. Korfball.
With approximately 350 playing and non-playing members, Fortis is one of the largest korfball clubs in Zeeland!
07-12-2024 the indoor competition matches of Fortis 1, Fortis 2, Fortis 3, Fortis 4, Fortis 5, fortis A1, fortis A2, fortis B1, fortis B2, fortis B3, fortis C1, fortis C2, fortis D1, fortis D2, Fortis D3, fortis D4, fortis E1, fortis E2, fortis E3, fortis E4, fortis F1, fortis F2, ministars.
The opponents are;
Atlas, Swift, Volharding, Tjoba, BKC, Blauw Wit, Vriendenschaar, Sporting Delta, Albatros, Zaamslag, ONDO, VEO, GKV, Vitesse. Oranje Wit, KVK, TOP, stormvogels, Luctor, KCR, DSO, Albatros, TOGO, DeetosSnel/QLS, Merwede Multiplaat, HKV/Ons Eibernest.
korfball clubs, korfball, ball, basket, indoor competition matches, Oost-Souburg, Zeeland, Netherlands
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