Friday, 30 May 2025

Exeter

This is a new post, though it covers the events of the 21st of May 2024
It will bee moved to its appropriate chronological position soon

An Ancient City and the Administrative Centre of Devon

The Inevitable Historical Bit


Devon
Exeter
A ridge surrounded by fertile land, overlooking a navigable and fish-filled river was an ideal spot for our distant forbears. Little is known of the earliest settlers, but the discovery of Greek coins suggests they were trading with Mediterranean peoples as early as 250BCE.

The southwest was the land of the Dumnonii, at least that is what the Romans called them, what they called themselves nobody knows. The Romans arrived in 59CE and built a fort they called Isca Dumnoniorum (Watertown of the Dumnonii) and a civilian settlement grew up around it.

The Romans left in 410 and written history stopped until the seventh century. By then Isca Dumnoniorum had become a Saxon town known as Escanceaster. Except for a brief time in Danish hands, sorted by Alfred the Great, a rebellion against William the Conqueror led by the wife of the recently deceased King Harold, a spot of bother during the ‘Anarchy’ in the 12th century, a month-long siege by the ‘Prayer Book rebels’ in 1549, some difficulties during the Civil War and 18 Luftwaffe raids 1940-42, the city has enjoyed 1,400 years of peaceful development. The name Escanceaster linked the River Esc, now known as the Exe, and 'ceaster' borrowed from the Latin castrum meaning camp. Billions of repetitions by millions of mouths across 70 generations have ground it, like a sea polished pebble, into the simpler Exeter.

The position of Exeter within Devon and (inset Devon within England)
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Exeter was a mercantile city, but never an industrial city. Today the largest employers of its 120,000 citizens include the University of Exeter, Devon County Council, the NHS, and the Met Office, whose headquarters moved here in 2004.

Exeter Quays

As we often do in May we spent a couple of days with Torquay-based friends, Brian and Hilary. Until today these visits have produced two blog posts, Torquay and Around (1): Greenway, Coleton Fishacre and Brixham and Tq & A (2): Buckfast Abbey, Newton Abbot and Compton Castle. This year B & H suggested that as every Torquay trip involved us rounding Exeter on the M5, we should favour the city with a proper visit.

On a fine day on the cusp of spring and summer, Brian drove us the 22 miles from Torquay to Matford Park and Ride south of the city. Here our old gits bus passes would have given us a free ride into the centre if we had not chosen to get off halfway and stroll to the Exeter Quays.

Exeter Quays

South Devon has a ria coast; every few miles a drowned river valley, formed by rising sea levels after the last ice-age, has become a tidal estuary to a small river. The Exe is a perfect example, and as the map above shows, Exeter was built at the northern end of the estuary at the limit of navigability.

Here, a sandstone ledge provided a natural quay for unloading ships. This worked well before and through Roman times and right up to the 13th century when a weir was built 2 miles south of the quay. With the river blocked to larger ships, the main port moved downstream to Topsham. The response from Exeter was hardly swift, but in 1566 a new ship canal put Exeter port back in business. Wool, hides, and stone were exported, while wine, tobacco, and spices came the other way. In the 17th century the quay was extended and in 1830 a new canal basin was dug, but then, in 1840, the railway arrived and the port went into terminal decline.

Restored warehouse, originally built 1855

A series of redevelopments starting in late 20th century have regenerated the quays as an area of coffee shops, restaurants and those quirky businesses which fit uncomfortably in city centres.

A quirky photograph of a mildly quirky business.
I think I was trying to photograph the plaque saying this is the 1566 quay and the warehouse was bult in 1855

Drinking coffee was our main reason for visiting, but I will spare you a photo of four fit, dynamic (if elderly) people slurping cappuccinos.

In 2015 the Custom House (built 1680–81) was restored and reopened as a visitor centre. The Quays also hosts events ranging from Dragon Boat Racing to Street Food Night Markets.

Customs House, Exeter Quays

To Exeter City Centre and the Cathedral

The City Wall

Exeter is not usually thought of as a walled city, but 70% of the mile and a half mile long Roman wall survives in one form or another. The Quay was, of course, just outside the wall, but it was an easy walk up to the nearest section.

Following Exeter city wall up from the quays

This part is in reasonable repair, much of the upper wall being medieval in origin, but the stones at the base were placed there by the Romans in around 200CE.

Parts of the wall in the way of later developments were removed, so the line can be difficult to follow. Some of the modern buildings are of dubious architectural merit, but a cheerful mural is always welcome.

Mural close to the line of Exeter city wall

We re-found the wall near the Burnet Patch Bridge. After the election of a new mayor on Michaelmas Day (September the 29th, as I am sure you know) the incumbent would lead his corporation for a walk around the city walls to check all was in order. When Burnet Patch was elected mayor in 1813, he found that scrambling down one side of this 18th century cut, and up the other side an irksome chore, so he had Exeter's first wrought iron bridge constructed to save the bother. It is an elegant, if unnecessarily expensive solution to a simple problem.

The Burnet Patch bridge, Exeter

Once under the bridge we emerged beside the cathedral green.

Exeter Cathedral

The bishop’s seat was moved to Exeter from Crediton in 1050 and a pre-existing Saxon minster was used as the cathedral. The building of a new cathedral (on the site of a Roman bathhouse) began in 1133. When Walter Branscombe arrived as bishop in 1285, he declared the cathedral inadequate and set about reconstructing it in Decorated Gothic style. Medieval cathedral builders had to look to the long term, starting projects they knew they would not live to see completed. Exeter’s Cathedral Church of Saint Peter was under construction from 1285 to 1400 – although the Chapter House and Chantry Chapels were built later.

Exeter Cathedral

Decorated Gothic involves intricate stonework, ornate tracery, and richly detailed carvings. Outside, the west front shows this off best, with an array of medieval statues of kings, knights, angels, and saints.

Exeter Cathedral and its west front

We did not go inside, but the photo below, taken on a brief visit in 2017 shows stonework carved almost to resemble lace. It also shows part of the ceiling which, at 96 meters, is the longest uninterrupted vaulted ceiling in England.

Inside Exeter Cathedral

The statue outside is of John Hooker (c. 1527–1601). Chamberlain of Exeter from 1555 to his death and the city’s MP 1570/1 and 1586, he was a historian, writer, antiquary, and civic administrator. Among much else, he wrote a treatise on parliamentary procedure and an eye-witness account of the 1549 siege of Exeter during the Prayer Book Rebellion.

The Guildhall

A short step away, in the High Street, is Exeter Guildhall, which claims to be the oldest municipal building in England still used for its original purpose. I somehow failed to photograph the ornate Italian-style portico that juts out over the pavement. It is held up by four sturdy granite columns surmounted by carved corbels of Beer stone - limestone quarried in the nearby seaside village of Beer and nothing to do with the hop and barley based beverage. Never mind, the portico is a late addition only added in 1594, and instead I have a picture of the rather splendid wooden door.

Exeter Guildhall door

The Guildhall has occupied this site since at least the 12th century though the current building dates from 1463-98. Apart from the 18th century chandelier, most of what we can see is from Victorian refurbishment in the 1860 and 80s. For almost eight centuries, the Guildhall was the city's Chamber and courtroom, and in the basement was a prison known as the "pytt of the Guyldhall".

Exeter Guildhall

In 1685 the Guildhall was one of six locations around the southwest of England used for the so-called Bloody Assizes that followed the Duke of Monmouth’s failed rebellion against Charles II. The vindictive liberality with which ‘Hanging Judge’ John Jeffries and his associates dispensed death penalties shocked even 17th century sensibilities.

Balcony, Exeter Guildhall

The Guildhall is still used for official receptions, mayoral banquets and some City Council meetings. It can also be hired for weddings.

Lunch at the Conservatory

The Conservatory Restaurant is on the first floor of a venerable building on North Street, just 200m from the Guildhall. Having been here for 20 years, it is an Exeter institution.

The décor is minimalist, featuring the exposed remains of decorations from several centuries ago.

Decor, Conservatoy

They have their own style, perhaps best described as fine dining, but without the complications or the cost that incurs, indeed their two-course lunch was very moderately priced. There was ample choice, but all four of us picked the same two dishes. This was unsurprising with the rillettes; Brian and I have often lamented that while good rillettes are available fresh in every supermarket in France, they are hard to find here. Any opportunity must be grasped.

Rillettes - hiding under the gherkins, Conservatory, Exeter

I am bad at remembering to photograph people, so here are Brian and Hilary. They had previously shown us round Hong Kong and Macau without ever appearing in shot, so I did not want to make the same mistake here.

Brian and Hilary, Conservatory, Exeter

That all four us also went for the haddock was less predictable. I thought the combination of fish, orzo and a lemony sauce worked well, though Lynne found the sauce a little too acidic. It looked a small portion and relatively simple, but sometimes less is more, both in number of ingredients and quantity of food. By the time we had eaten two courses, we did not require a dessert.

Haddock and orso, Conservatory, Exeter

[Update. The Conservatory may have been here for 20 years, but three weeks after our visit it closed.]

St Pancras Church

Despite Exeter being no industrial centre, it was heavily bombed during WW2. There were attacks in 1940, and more seriously in 1942 as part of the ‘Baedeker raids’ on historic cities in response to the RAF bombing of Rostock and Lübeck. The damage caused by a direct hit on the cathedral was promptly but painstakingly repaired, but the redevelopment of large areas on the city centre took time, and the results are mixed.

The Guildhall Shopping Centre, behind the Guildhall was only started in the early 1970s. Shopping centres are not my natural habitat, so I will rarely if ever be enthusiastic about them, but the huge, blank brick wall on North Street across the road from a line of much older building, including the (former) premises of the Conservatory, has little to recommend it.

Not all the redevelopment was barbarism; left nestling between the Shopping Centre and the newer Food Centre is the tiny Church of St Pancras, just 14m long by 5m wide.

St Pancras, Exeter

First documented in 1191, the church has been altered over the years and what we now see is largely 13th century. The influence of the Victorian neo-Gothic restoration is uncharacteristically restrained.

Inside St Pancras, Exeter

The Royal Albert Memorial Museum

Another short walk took us to the Royal Albert Memorial Museum on Queen Street. It was the suggestion of politician Sir Stafford Northcote in 1861, the year Prince Albert died. Richard Summers Gard, MP for Exeter, donated the site, funds were raised by public subscription and John Hayward won the competition to design the building.

Within RAMM, as it became known, are the origins of Exeter University, Art College and Public Library. The museum has been enlarged and now owns over a million objects in four collection areas: antiquities, art, natural history and world cultures.

Exeter's earliest known international trade was with the eastern Mediterranean,

It is a treasure house, and while the Percy Sladen collection of echinoderms might be a tad niche, there is something to interest everyone. As such collections have no real narrative, the best I can do is offer some photographs of artefacts that caught my eye. It is not the best piece of Museum photography I have done, but sometimes you win and sometimes you have to settle for a no-score draw.

Roman vase (pity about the reflections). Exeter was once, of course, a Roman City

Exeter was never a major port and unlike like Bristol or Liverpool had no direct involvement in the slave trade, but there were voyages to and trade with the New World.

The Trans-Atlantic connection, RAMM

Nine generations of  the Takahashi family made pottery in Kyoto. The ninth generation focused on the export market; the Satsuma vases inspired the Japonism design movement in the west.

Takahashi Vases, RAMM

I am not sure what connection the Buddha images have with Exeter. The one in the centre is labelled as being from Myanmar. The two on the outside look Thai to me – and since when have I been an expert?

Buddha images, RAMM

The museum is well worth a visit, should you ever be in the area. Once we had finished, we found our way to the appropriate bus stop, headed back to the Park and Ride and thence to Torquay

Thursday, 15 May 2025

Romania (7): From Braşov back to Bucharest


This is a new post, though it covers the events of the 1st of July 2023
It will be moved to its appropriate chronological position soon

Peleş Castle and Dealul Mare Winery

Where are we Going?


Romania
On Saturday we headed south starting on a slightly more easterly trajectory than on yesterday's visit to 'Dracula's Castle', following the main pass through the Carpathians from Brașov. After 60 km we reached Peleş Castle – once a royal home, though never a real castle. A further 50km south, just before the city of Ploiesti, we swung left towards Ceptura in the Dealul Mare wine region. After visiting the Rotenberg Winery we completed the remaining 80km south to Bucharest.

Braşov to Bucharest via Peleş Castle and Ceptura

Some Necessary History


Prahova County
This was our last full day in Romania. On our first full day we left Wallachia for Transylvania and today, not long after leaving Brașov we entered Prahova County, leaving Transylvania for Wallachia.

In the second half of the 19th century the once mighty Ottoman Empire started to decay. New countries popped up all over eastern Europe and the Great Powers – Great Britain, France, Russia and the Austro-Hungarian Empire – watched carefully, ever ready to step in when matters did not develop to their liking. They apparently believed that what new countries needed were kings, someone the Powers thought reliable and whom the locals (they hoped) would look up to. As German unification approached completion in 1871 there were abundant spare German princelings eager to be matched up with appropriate realms.

The first proto-Romania was formed in 1856 by the unification of Wallachia and Moldavia. Transylvania, despite having a majority Romanian speaking population remained part of Austro-Hungary until that empire followed the Ottomans into history in 1918. Political instabilities in 1866 brought the Great Powers Regal Tinder App into play and matched them up with Prince Karl of Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen, who duly became Prince Carol of Romania.

The shape of Romania 1856-1918
copyright Anonimu, reproduced under CC BY-SA 4.0

Unsurprisingly parachuting in kings had a high failure rate, but Prince Karol, who became Karol I when Romania gained full independence in 1878, was a great success.

King Carol I on his horse in Bucharest

Peleş Castle

The Carpathians are a serious mountain range, but our route south had passed through nothing more dramatic than pleasant wooded hills which eventually gave way even gentler foothills. King Carol and Queen Elisabeth visited these foothills in 1866, liked the area and in 1872 bought a plot of land and built a hunting lodge and a summer retreat.

The Building

Every king needs a castle, and a new king needs a new castle, and here, King Carol decided, was the place to build it. The first plans submitted were rejected as being unoriginal. More to his taste was a design by German architect Johannes Schultz for a palatial alpine castle incorporating Italian elegance and German aesthetics.

The building, as completed in 1914, was much influenced by two other architects, the Silesian-born Carol Benesch and the Czech Karel Liman.

Peleş Castle

Perhaps that is why my photographs of the façade from two different angles appears to show two different buildings.

Also Peleş Castle

It does acquire some unity, with a touch of fairy tale, when photographed from greater distance, particularly in the snow - though we never found the right spot.

Maybe I am being picky, but the claim that Peleș Castle was the first ever castle built with electricity, central heating, running water and telephones is shaky. In the 19th century there was a fashion in the UK for rich men to build themselves a country house, stick crenellations on the top and call it a castle, the biggest and most egregious being Castle Drogo in Devon. The OED says that a castle is a fortified building,…. built for defence, so these are not castles and nor is Castelul Peleș, to give Peleș Castle its Romanian name. It could, though, be reasonably called a palace,

The Interior

The castle has 170 rooms, so a complete description is beyond the scope of this blog. However, I hope the selection of photos below catches the tone and style.

The main theme is dark wood and heavy furniture. I like light and I find Peleș at worst threatening...

Entrance Hall, Peleş Castle

…and at best gloomy, even when at its most grandiose.

The three storey Hall of Honour, Peleş Castle

Some rooms are for display, and the Grand Armoury wobbles on the border between collecting and hoarding.

Grand Armoury, Peleş Castle

Other rooms evoke distant places, and they worked hard to differentiate the Moorish room….

The Moorish room, Peleş Castle

...from the Turkish hall.

Turkish Hall, Peleş Castle

The Florentine room has some good pictures. The one below is clearly not of Florence and, like almost all the paintings, ‘school of…’ rather than by a named painter, but it is pleasing

The Florentine Room, Peleş Castle

There are also functional rooms. The dining room is very formal…

The Dining Room, Peleş Castle

…and although I am unsure what this one for, it clearly is not designed for comfort.

Room in Peleş Castle

Elsewhere Carol and Elisabeth oversee the heavy, dark furniture.

Carol and Elisabeth oversee the heavy, dark furniture, Peleş Castle

Carol has been described as a disciplined, rigid, and duty-focused, and the palace would seem to reflect that. Elizabeth had a lighter touch and the painting of her with her daughter Maria in the Working Cabinet is a rare moment of joy.

Elizabeth and Maria in the Working Cabinet, Peleş Castle

The story ends sadly, though, with Maria dying, aged 3. Their marriage thereafter has been described as one of mutual respect but emotional distance.

Leaving the castle for the bright light outside was a relief. We strolled up to the crowded café where we procured a light lunch, before rejoining Vlad for the penultimate stage of our journey.

Ceptura and the Rotenburg Winery

Continuing our southward journey we left the main road before the city of Ploiești and drove east towards Ceptura.

Dealul Mare


Ceptura
After passing through flattish green countryside, we eventually approached the flank of a large hogs-back hill covered in the first vines we had seen on our Romanian travels. We had come to visit a winery, so this was good news.

‘Is this a designated wine area?’ I asked Vlad. ‘Yes.’ He replied. I waited for more information but none came. ‘We don’t see much Romanian wine at home,’ I continued ‘and the only regional name I have encountered is Dealul Mare, though I am not sure where it is.’

‘It’s there’ said Vald, pointing through the windscreen, ‘Dealul Mare, The Big Hill.’ A little learning is a dangerous thing, my Latin O level (1965) and smattering of French had led me to imagine that Mare referred to the sea. I had forgotten our 2018 Moldova trip when we heard much of the national hero King Ştefan cel Mare şi Sfint (Stefan the Great and the Saint) (see Chişinău, a Modest Capital City). So I had been reminded that 'mare' means 'great' or 'big', I knew the -ul suffix was the definite article, and had learned that 'deal' means ‘hill.’

The vines were easy to find, but Ceptura was more elusive. It is a ‘commune’ of 6 villages with combined population 4,000 covering an area of 50 km², so there was little to find. Fortunately, Vlad knew where were going and swung confidently up the gravel driveway of the Rotenburg Winery. It consisted of storage and wine making facilities on either side of the drive and a reception area at the end.

We were greeted by the woman in charge; indeed she may have been the only person there, in some months nothing much happens in a winery.

She showed us the recent vintages, maturing peacefully in their Romanian oak barrels…

Romanian oak barrels, Rotenberg winery

…and bottled wines slumbering quietly.

Bottled wines in the Rotenberg winery

Mihail Rotenburg made his pile in the tech industry. Then he quit and now divides his time between his mango garden in Tel Aviv and his winery in Ceptura.

He bought the winery in 2007 with its 23ha of vineyards mostly planted to Merlot. By hand picking the grapes and using painstaking traditional production methods his aim has been to produce the best Merlot in Romania. They now are usually listed among the top four or five.

Inside we tasted four wines. Tastings usually start with whites, and this was my very first white Merlot. It was also the whitest – most nearly colourless – wine I have ever seen. 15% alcohol and bone dry, it was assertively clean and a little floral.

Very white Merlot, Rotenberg Winery

Mihail Rotenburg is also interested in old musical instruments, one of which can seen on the label above – and 'in the flesh' below.

Stroh violin, Rotenberg Winery

A little googling tells me this is a Stroh violin, invented by Johannes Stroh in London in 1899. The horn amplified the sound and directed it for use in phonographic recordings.

Their Merlot rosé was a big 13.9%. Sweetish Californian Merlot Blush may have contributed to Merlot becoming unfashionable in the US in the early noughties. This was totally different, rich, dry and tasting of summer.

They also do a Cabernet Franc called, Frank. Fruity, complex and tannic, we liked it very much….

Frank, the Cabernet Franc at Rotenberg winery

…. in fact, more so than the regular Merlot (it was not their very top cuvée). This, we were assured was fruitier and more complex. We disagreed quietly, thinking the Merlot a tad dull. We decided to purchase a bottle of the white Merlot, as a curiosity, and one of the Cab Franc, a decision that was looked on as mildly perverse.

We would have bought more, the prices were keen for quality wines, but everything had to fit into our hold luggage, so we had no choice.

On to Bucharest

Leaving Ceptura we continued south. Monocultures are generally a bad thing, but I like the sight of a hillside covered with vines, and it is difficult not to be cheered by a field of sunflowers

Sunflowers, nearing Bucharest

Back in Bucharest

Stavropoleos Church


Bucharest
After a long day, Vlad dropped us back at the well-positioned if rather charmless Bucharest hotel we had stayed at last week. We said our goodbyes and wished him well, he had been an excellent guide, driver and travelling companion.

A little later we ventured out into the warm early-evening sunshine to select a restaurant from the dozens lining the nearby pedestrian streets. Chance led us to the church of Stavropoleos instead.

Stavropoleos Church, Bucharest

In 1724, a Greek monk called Ioannikios Stratonikeas founded a religious community and built a church in Brâncovenesc (or Wallachian Renaissance) stytle – like Cozia Monastery which we visited on Monday. Stratonikeas became Bishop of Stavropolis and the church was named after his see. They thrived until the monastery was demolished and the community disbanded in the 20th century. They are now flourishing again, are guardians of a library of rare books and nurture an expertise in early Byzantine music.

Dinner

Bumping down from the sublime to the ridiculous, we had found on previous visit that a lot of restaurants does not necessarily mean a lot of choice. There had been no improvement in our absence, so we picked a random establishment, selected a pleasing bottle of plonk…

All we need now is...

…and ordered sausage and chips. Again. To be fair Romania offers a variety of sausages, some short and fat..;

Short, fat sausages, Bucharest

….others long and thin. They may be made of pork, lamb or wild boar, some are spicey, some nor, but they are all indubitably sausages. The food may have been modest, but it is pleasure to sit outside as the sun sets (at about 9.15) leaving you in the embrace of a warm night.

Long, thin sausages, Bucharest

We ate some good meals in Romania; my ‘Peasant’s Platter’ in Sibiu, and Tripe Ciorbă here in Bucharest and Lynne’s Bean Soup in Bread in Sighișoara were worthy efforts but generally the food had been disappointing. Perhaps surprisingly, in 2018 we found the much less affluent Moldovans, who speak Romanian and regard themselves as country cousins, have better produce and more ideas about how to cook it.

02-July-2023

We had an uneventful journey home.