Showing posts with label Changing of the Guards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Changing of the Guards. Show all posts

Monday, April 30, 2012

Windsor Castle (Part I): The Castle and the Guards


In my last entry I stated that I was skipping over the events of Saturday, 21 April, as they deserved their own entry. Well, this is that entry. Actually, to be precise, this is the first in a series of entries all devoted to that day. Prepare to put your learnin’ crowns on, lads and lasses, ‘cause I’m about to lead you through my trip to Windsor Castle…

I was up early on that Saturday morning, as I had to be on campus by 9:00 AM. From there, a group of international students and I caught a coach headed to Windsor Castle. (For the record, I visited Windsor in 2008 with Nic, but we arrived close to closing time, and so we pretty much had to dash through the whole place.)

Now, if you’ve been following this blog for more than two seconds, you know that I’m a sucker for kings and queens and castles and all that jazz. So, as you can imagine the size of my nerdgasm at the thought of spending an entire day there! With that in mind, most of what follows indulges my love of history and royalty. No one cares about this stuff half as much as me, but I’m documenting it anyway—maybe it’ll spark an interest. Now, on with the show…


Note the 'Union Jack' on the flagpole. This denotes that The Queen is not in residence. #SadBrett

THE CASTLE ITSELF

This magnificent castle is almost 1,000 years old (originally built by William the Conqueror following his 1066 invasion). It is also the largest inhabited castle in the world. In fact, Windsor Castle has been in continuous use by varying Royal Families for over 900 years! 

Originally, it was a fort set atop a hill overlooking the Thames. Though the original structure is long gone, we can thank Henry II (1133-89) for the famous Round Tower and outer stone wall of today.


The Round Tower, as seen from the Middle Ward.

Officially, Windsor is one of Her Majesty, The Queen’s official residences (the others being Buckingham Palace and Holyroodhouse). It is also The Queen’s favorite, as inferred by her reaction following the November 1992 fire that decimated the castle.

That fire (which occurred on The Queen’s and Duke’s 45th wedding anniversary) was allegedly sparked by a workman’s lamp, and damaged/destroyed over 100 rooms. It required 15 hours of firefighting to put out. Fortunately, most of the valuable works of art, etc., had been removed due to ongoing renovation.

The cost of renovation was put at approximately £37 million, which the government refused to pay outright due to ongoing public concerns about money already being given to the Royal Family. (This was but one of the many issues facing the Royal Family which caused The Queen to famously remark that 1992 was an Annus Horribilis.) To help pay for repairs, The Queen agreed to open various Royal Residences to the public at certain times.


NB: This photo is not mine!

CHANGING OF THE GUARD

Getting back to my own experience and away from the history for a bit, it took a lot longer to get to Windsor than expected due to construction, but it turned out—by the time we made it through security—that we were just in time to witness the Changing of the Guard.

Now, realistically, the only difference between the Changing of the Guard here and the one at Buckingham palace is…well, the locale. (You can read my description of the ceremony at the latter location here.) 

The 'official' part of the ceremony at Windsor takes place outside the Guardroom in the Lower Ward of the castle. However, we were positioned so that we could actually watch the guardsmen marching through St George’s Gate, which is the passageway used to enter the Upper Ward, where The Queen et alia have their private quarters.


Guards Marching through St George's Gate

Okay, okay… I think that’s enough nerdiness for one entry. Especially since the next one—all about the place where Queen Elizabeth II will be buried one day—is particularly in-depth. 

Until then…

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

8 Miles (Part I): The Morning


Having blogged about my grief the other day, and recovered from yesterday’s (totally unrelated) hangover—that story will come later—it’s time to play some catch-up.

I decided that I wanted to devote Saturday to getting some more touristy photos around central London while there was still some snow on the ground. Unfortunately, the snow was pretty much gone by then, but I got some fun photos nonetheless. I also was able to spend the day hanging out with EN, the other (non-Cultural Studies) student Columbia sent to UEL this semester, which was—as always—quite fun.

EN and I had agreed the night before to meet at Buckingham Palace so that we could witness the legendary Changing of the Guard (a.k.a. Guard Mounting) ceremony. But more on that in a moment…

Making my way toward the palace, and the spot where I was supposed to meet with EN, I crossed through St. James’s Park, which sits along the eastern(?) side of Buckingham Palace. It is the oldest Royal Park in London, dating back to King Henry VIII’s time. Over the years, it’s undergone numerous changes: under King James I (England) / VI (Scotland), it was used to house everything from camels to elephants to crocodiles—surely they couldn’t have been comfortable in the London climate!; King Charles II had it redesigned and opened to the public, and—eventually—the exotic animals of years past were phased out in favor of cows, which provided milk for Londoners in the early 18th Century; finally, under King George IV (who was Prince Regent at the time), it was transformed into what we know today.

Unfortunately, in mid-Winter, it isn’t as beautiful as I found it to be in the early Spring of 2008, when I was here with Nic. But that is only because the trees were mostly bare, the ground was frozen, and the flowers not in bloom. Nonetheless, the ice-covered (man-made) lake afforded me some beautiful photos of the Ministry of Defence building, and fun shots of the palace.

Buckingham Palace, as seen from St James's Park

The Ministry of Defense, as seen from St James's Park

The other thing I liked about St. James’s Park was the animal life. The squirrels were more than happy to come up and eat out of people’s hands (probably less than safe), and there were all sorts of birds around that were equally happy to come right up to the people. 


Nut Nibbler

Honk!

Now, as EN pointed out to me later, apparently I have a ‘thing’ for photographing birds—but, more to the point, I like birds that look like they have character, or appear somewhat curmudgeonly. (How does a bird look curmudgeonly? Ya got me, but it happens, I swear!) 
 
At any rate, the trip through St. James’s Park enabled me to snap the following bird-related photos, which I just thought were plain ol’ fun:


'Don't mess with me--I'm in a "fowl" mood!'

I thought Big Bird was yellow!

Is this a sleepy pelican, or a hat for Aki? Could be either...

Moving on…

At approximately 11:30 AM, the official Guard Mounting ceremony started. I was pinned against the gate by a crush of people, so I couldn’t see too much. But, as I had seen it once before with Nic, I didn’t mind too much. Basically, what happens is that a troupe of ‘new’ Guards replaces the ‘old,’ accompanied as they do so by a Guards band. All-in-all, it takes about 30-45 minutes.

Here's a brief snippet of the ceremony I caught on film:
 



Now, you may also notice that there aren’t as many Guards on display as one might think would be guarding the palace—well, such is the case when the Queen is not in-residence (as denoted by the flag atop the palace: if it’s the Royal Standard (the Royal Flag) then she’s at home, but if it’s just the ‘Union Jack’ she’s not.

Okay, readers: for the sake of easy-reading, I'm going to break here. Part II (the afternoon) will be posted in just a moment...

TO BE CONTINUED...