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With own balcony, remote controlled ceiling fan and built-in mirror door wardrobes. Carpeted with polished floorboards under.
This is Bowser Tydintwine. He's the wine master at Zaca Mesa Winery in Los Olivos, California. One of his numerous functions is to oversee the wine tasting experience of photographers. He did a good job.
I am ever so slowly attaching the crystals to the chandelier. I think it will look so cute above the master tub.
THE SCOTTISH MASTERS
14th November 2025
Tournament Includes, Rangers, Aberdeen, Celtic and Dundee United
The Rangers Squad
Cammy Bell, Maurice Ross, Martyn Waghorn, Nacho Novo,
Pedro Mendes, Bruno Alves, Lee McCulloch, Kris Boyd
Aberdeen 4 Rangers 2
Rangers Goalscorers, Pedro Mendes, Martyn Waghorn
Dundee United 3 Rangers 1
Rangers Goalscorer, Nacho Novo
Rangers 6 Celtic 1
Rangers Goalscorers, Maurice Ross, Martyn Waghorn,
Kirk Broadfoot (2), Pedro Mendes (2)
Played at P&J Live Aberdeen
Airbnb boxes, keys to Airbnb apartments in Prague, chains
Desk with monitor standing on large lever pliers
Video with documentation of urban direct action
On the table board lies the coat of arms of Prague made of epoxide, in which the keys to Prague apartments are encased
A multimedia installation of locks that, when a code is entered, give out the keys to an adjacent apartment building. The keys are stored in these boxes by owners of short-term Airbnb rentals. So that they don't even have to greet the tourists they rent out their properties to on arrival, thus minimizing their operating costs and maximizing their profits. Thus, houses where locals have lived for generations become illegal hotels. The online platform Airbnb, which is used by landlords for commercial purposes, is a toxic phenomenon in most major European cities. The burden of this traffic is being passed on to the old inhabitants and is one of the reasons for gentrification and displacement of the local population. Our cities are becoming uninhabitable not only for the lower but also for the middle class. The process of transformation of flat-houses into short-term accommodation is taking place on a global scale. Various European cities are trying to regulate the Airbnb project. The biggest players in this field in the Czech Republic are also local oligarchs with billions in profits.. The existence of the social network Airbnb has allowed the richest to become even richer, while the poorer ones have to move out of neighbourhoods where their families have lived for generations. We need to radically demonstrate that housing should not be an object of speculation and investment, but a basic human right. Expropriate the oligarchs!
And so, to the Isle of Eels.
I was up at half five, having slept surprisingly well, and the room actually cool.
I messed around for half an hour, then packed and with one last sweep, left the oven for the last time, not looking back.
The station was a five minute walk away, and the ring road quiet at quarter to seven. Once inside I bought a ticket to Ely, then went to the station buffet to buy a bottle of Coke and a sausage roll to have on the train once it pulled in.
Again it was an eight car class 387 set, so plenty of space on the train, and early enough to beat the last dregs of the festival crowd who might be travelling.
Ely, or the Isle of Ely, stands on a low hill, that was once surrounded by marshes, mires and pools until polderisation took place and these turned into farmland. So, imagine the cathedral as it is now, but rising from the marshes and fens, it must have seemed miraculous.
The cathedral as an unusual feature, the Octagon or Lantern, which relaced a tower that collapsed possibly as part of the construction of the Lady Chapel.
How something so large just seems to sit on the roof, and has done so for some 600 years is a wonder, and testament to the work of the builders and the used of the supporting columns and arches that hold and spreads the weight.
I have over two hours to kill before the cathedral opens, so watch trains coming and going for half an hour or so. Good as Ely is the junction of lines north, south, east and west, and then some, so a good mix of traction and liveries. And then the passing freight train en route to Felixstowe too.
Trains to Cambridge are packed, and cycles not allowed during the rush hour, so good to watch people squeeze on, content for me that all I have to worry about is where to get breakfast.
I walk out of the station, down through the car park and seeing the cathedral about half a mile away, up the hill, I set off.
Signs lead along a typical Fenland town street, plan, if not downright ugly houses and dirty boarded up shops and takeaways, before walking left and beside the car park, up a fairly steep path and out through what might have been the arch of a coaching inn, and out onto the main street.
I tried to find a place for breakfast, but the only café I found was an hour from opening, and they were just setting the chairs and tables outside. So it was a Costa Coffee, a huge vat of Americano, along with a sausage bap, microwaved, but good enough.
I took my time and people watched, so that by the time i left I had just half an hour to wait.
The twin west towers and the lantern rise above the roofs of the town, so drew me ever closer like a moth to a flame. I approached the cathedral gate along a cobbled alleyway, then into the grounds, a large grassed area with shaded seating, at least at that time of day, to ponder and admire the scene.
I was first in the west door at half nine, waiting to pay my entrance and then get out and take shots. There is a tour up to the lantern, 175 steps, which on such a hot day didn't seem like a good idea, so I bailed. But we shall return.
I go around with the 50mm on my camera, and soon even in the coolness of the Nave, I was getting hot, and needed to take five minutes here and there to try to cool down and mop my brow.
The Lantern dominates everything, or course, and on the Transept in front of the Quire, and altar the size and shape of the Lantern above sits on a wooden platform.
Above there is the pained wooden roof of the Nave, and in each Transept wooden ceilings are flanked by a hoard of angels and attendants. All highly painted.
I switched to the big lens, to get details of the windows and carvings, so that by eleven or so, I was very hot and bothered.
So, back outside, on the hunt for a taxi to take me the short drive to the station. I asked one driver packed up, so he advised me to go past The Lamb, turn right and past The Hereward there's the rank.
So I follows his direction, see taxis up ahead, but seeing people with pints of ice cold beer inside, I go in and treat myself to a pint of Amstel.
It was cold and wet.
But when I came out, the rank was empty, but there was an office nearby, and they got a car to come, driven by a friendly guy who took me down past the cathedral, down the hill to the station.
For a fiver.
There was a Thameslink train waiting, wasn't due to leave, but has 12 air conditioned carriages, so I got on one near the front and took a seat to ait, and from there I cold still watch trains coming and going on the other two platforms.
The train moved off on time, and only stopped at Cambridge North to pick up a few passengers, and Cambridge to pick up a lot. It was certainly full of life with two families of Indian, three mothers with six children between them, and the age old struggle of how to keep them entertained.
The Class 700 Thameslinks are infamous for their hard seating. Which is true, but under each seat there is a supporting strut which reduces footroom and caused my knee to complain for the rest of the day.
Non-stop into King's Cross, and over the road I found I had missed a Dover train by ten minutes, so had 50 minutes to kill, so into M&S to do some shopping, get bread for dinner, then into the 'Spoons next door for yet more old beer.
I go up onto the platform to wait for the train to pull in, and get talking to two ladies from or near Leeds who were cycling the southern part of Cycling Route 1 from Dover to Felixstowe.
I confirmed for them the climb out of Dover to the National Trust place was indeed, one heck of a climb.
So, onto the train and a quick hour back under London, through the southern Essex badlands and into Kent to Dover where I had arranged a taxi to take me home.
AJ appeared interested in me photographing churches, and so the trip went quickly, and he insisted on dropping me at the door rather than on Station Road, as it was "too dangerous".
A short walk home where Mulder and Scully were waiting for dinner, it was four after all.
I prepared Caprese, sliced the bread and made sure there was some fizz chilling, so that when Jools got home we could eat well. Her journey home was made difficult by a crash on Townwall Street, and then all other roads around it quickly jammed.
There could have been football to watch, but needing a shower and being footsore meant I went to bed instead, though couldn't sleep.
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Ely Cathedral, formally the Cathedral Church of the Holy and Undivided Trinity, is an Anglican cathedral in the city of Ely, Cambridgeshire, England.
The cathedral can trace its origin to the abbey founded in Ely in 672 by St Æthelthryth (also called Etheldreda). The earliest parts of the present building date to 1083, and it was granted cathedral status in 1109. Until the Reformation, the cathedral was dedicated to St Etheldreda and St Peter, at which point it was refounded as the Cathedral Church of the Holy and Undivided Trinity of Ely. It is the cathedral of the Diocese of Ely, which covers most of Cambridgeshire and western Norfolk, Essex, and Bedfordshire. It is the seat of the Bishop of Ely and a suffragan bishop, the Bishop of Huntingdon.[1]
Architecturally, Ely Cathedral is outstanding both for its scale and stylistic details. Having been built in a monumental Romanesque style, the galilee porch, lady chapel and choir were rebuilt in an exuberant Decorated Gothic. Its most notable feature is the central octagonal tower, with lantern above, which provides a unique internal space and, along with the West Tower, dominates the surrounding landscape.
The cathedral is a major tourist destination, receiving around 250,000 visitors per year,[2] and sustains a daily pattern of morning and evening services.
Ely Abbey was founded in 672, by Æthelthryth (St Etheldreda), a daughter of Anna, King of East Anglia. It was a mixed community of men and women.[4] Later accounts suggest her three successor abbesses were also members of the East Anglian Royal family. In later centuries, the depredations of Viking raids may have resulted in its destruction, or at least the loss of all records.[5] It is possible that some monks provided a continuity through to its refoundation in 970, under a Benedictine rule.[5] The precise siting of Æthelthryth's original monastery is not known. The presence of her relics, bolstered by the growing body of literature on her life and miracles, was a major driving force in the success of the refounded abbey. The church building of 970 was within or near the nave of the present building, and was progressively demolished from 1102 alongside the construction of the Norman church.[6] The obscure Ermenilda of Ely also became an abbess sometime after her husband, Wulfhere of Mercia, died in 675.
The cathedral is built from stone quarried from Barnack in Northamptonshire (bought from Peterborough Abbey, whose lands included the quarries, for 8,000 eels a year[clarification needed]), with decorative elements carved from Purbeck Marble and local clunch. The plan of the building is cruciform (cross-shaped), with an additional transept at the western end. The total length is 164 metres (537 ft),[8] and the nave at over 75 m (246 ft) long remains one of the longest in Britain. The west tower is 66 m (217 ft) high. The unique Octagon 'Lantern Tower' is 23 m (75 ft) wide and is 52 m (171 ft) high. Internally, from the floor to the central roof boss the lantern is 43 m (141 ft) high. The cathedral is known locally as "the ship of the Fens", because of its prominent position above the surrounding flat landscape.
Having a pre-Norman history spanning 400 years and a re-foundation in 970, Ely over the course of the next hundred years had become one of England's most successful Benedictine abbeys, with a famous saint, treasures, library, book production of the highest order and lands exceeded only by Glastonbury.[11] However the imposition of Norman rule was particularly problematic at Ely. Newly arrived Normans such as Picot of Cambridge were taking possession of abbey lands,[12] there was appropriation of daughter monasteries such as Eynesbury by French monks, and interference by the Bishop of Lincoln was undermining its status. All this was exacerbated when, in 1071, Ely became a focus of English resistance, through such people as Hereward the Wake, culminating in the Siege of Ely, for which the abbey suffered substantial fines.
The half-built west tower and upper parts of the two western transepts were completed under Bishop Geoffrey Ridel (1174–89), to create an exuberant west front, richly decorated with intersecting arches and complex mouldings. The new architectural details were used systematically to the higher storeys of the tower and transepts. Rows of trefoil heads and use of pointed instead of semicircular arches,[24] results in a west front with a high level of orderly uniformity.[25]
Originally the west front had transepts running symmetrically either side of the west tower. Stonework details on the tower show that an octagonal tower was part of the original design, although the current western octagonal tower was installed in 1400. Numerous attempts were made, during all phases of its construction to correct problems from subsidence in areas of soft ground at the western end of the cathedral. In 1405–1407, to cope with the extra weight from the octagonal tower, four new arches were added at the west crossing to strengthen the tower.[26] The extra weight of these works may have added to the problem, as at the end of the fifteenth century the north-west transept collapsed. A great sloping mass of masonry was built to buttress the remaining walls, which remain in their broken-off state on the north side of the tower.
The central octagonal tower, with its vast internal open space and its pinnacles and lantern above, forms the most distinctive and celebrated feature of the cathedral.[41] However, what Pevsner describes as Ely's 'greatest individual achievement of architectural genius'[42] came about through a disaster at the centre of the cathedral. On the night of 12–13 February 1322, possibly as a result of digging foundations for the Lady Chapel, the Norman central crossing tower collapsed. Work on the Lady Chapel was suspended as attention transferred to dealing with this disaster. Instead of being replaced by a new tower on the same ground plan, the crossing was enlarged to an octagon, removing all four of the original tower piers and absorbing the adjoining bays of the nave, chancel and transepts to define an open area far larger than the square base of the original tower. The construction of this unique and distinctive feature was overseen by Alan of Walsingham.[43] The extent of his influence on the design continues to be a matter of debate, as are the reasons such a radical step was taken. Mistrust of the soft ground under the failed tower piers may have been a major factor in moving all the weight of the new tower further out.[44]
The large stone octagonal tower, with its eight internal archways, leads up to timber vaulting that appears to allow the large glazed timber lantern to balance on their slender struts.[45] The roof and lantern are actually held up by a complex timber structure above the vaulting which could not be built in this way today because there are no trees big enough.[46] The central lantern, also octagonal in form, but with angles offset from the great Octagon, has panels showing pictures of musical angels, which can be opened, with access from the Octagon roof-space, so that real choristers can sing from on high.[46] More wooden vaulting forms the lantern roof. At the centre is a wooden boss carved from a single piece of oak, showing Christ in Majestry. The elaborate joinery and timberwork was brought about by William Hurley, master carpenter in the royal service.
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