Showing posts with label Pamela. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pamela. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 March 2025

Crystal Palace

 

Crystal Palace

Susannah moved to Crystal Palace late last year and sent some photographs of Crystal Palace Park, usually referred to simply as Crystal Palace. They awoke some memories in her cousin, Pamela, who remembers walking past the dinosaurs weekly as she and her brother and sister travelled to Crystal Palace for training. They were part of the pre-Olympic swimming squad.

The dinosaurs in Crystal Park Palace were unveiled in 1854 and are now Grade I listed. They were the first full-scale reconstructions of these animals.

Image courtesy Wikimedia Commons

Grade 1 listed buildings head the list for protection and preservation and are considered to be of ‘exceptional interest’ for their historical, architectural, and national importance. The dinosaurs share this distinction with Buckingham Palace, the Cenotaph, and the Houses of Parliament, among many more. Had Crystal Palace itself not been destroyed by fire in 1936, it, too, would have become a listed building.

There are around thirty sculptures, designed by Benjamin Waterhouse Hawkins (1807-1894) with the guidance and expertise of the palaentologist Sir Richard Owen (1804-1892) Not all the sculptures are dinosaurs – there are amphibians, and mammals, too, like the long-extinct Irish Elk.

The models were constructed according to the knowledge at the time, and thus the Megalosaurus was depicted as a quadruped, when later scientific discoveries found that it was bipedal.

Image courtesy Wikimedia Commons

Naturally, wind and weather have affected the sculptures and repairs have been sympathetically conducted by skilled craftsmen. The Megalosaurus has had new teeth – twenty-two of them – a new nose and lower jaw, all carefully matched to the colour of the original.



Work on regenerating the park is due to begin this year, 2025.

Thursday, 26 January 2023

 

Squeaky clean

When I was a child I had long plaits.

aged 11
Throughout my life I have alternated between short hair and long hair, but I’m never really satisfied with it when it’s short. Currently, I am growing it again. Occasionally, I have changed the colour, particularly in recent years when I was persuaded that the highlights I fondly imagined were ‘blonde’, or, at least, passed as such, were actually grey and could not be described as ‘blonde’. Now, I have decided to ‘embrace the grey’ or some such silly expression. I remember, in my twenties, returning to college after the summer vacation one year and discovering that at least two of my friends had ‘gone blonde’, as had I. I don’t think it suited any of us but it pleased an inner desire to look different. I matched the Labrador we had then, but the colour suited Whisky more than it did me.  
Whisky taking a biscuit from my  mouth, watched by my niece, Pamela

Whisky, like most Labradors, would do anything for food!

In my teens I dried my hair naturally. To rid the hair of excess moisture, I would rub it with a towel, then shake my head back and forth and side to side, rather like a horse tossing its mane. If I tried that now I would probably fall over. These days, I usually use a hairdryer, simply because I dislike going to bed with wet hair.

I was taught to make sure that my hair was ‘squeaky clean’ by pulling my fingers gently down a strand of hair. That should make a squeaky noise, to indicate that all the shampoo had been washed out. A final rinse with lemon juice or vinegar would enhance/preserve/encourage blonde highlights.

Now, it’s shampoo followed by conditioner but even that is not simple. Is your hair fine, dry, oily, lifeless, damaged, frizzy, dyed? Do you have an itchy scalp and/or dandruff? Should your shampoo be paraben/sulphate/silicone-free? Do you require a guarantee of Beauty Without Cruelty (BWOC) or vegan? Do you want extra shine, firm control, thickening volume, extra hydration, nourishment? (Does hair need to be fed these days?Having established your hair’s requirements, the perfume must be decided. If you want to smell like flowers, there’s a shampoo for you – rosemary, lavender, geranium, rose, mint.

Tropical island longing? Coconut or banana, mango or papaya.

One of your five a day? Cucumber, raspberry, apple, grapefruit, orange, lemon, strawberry, blueberry, melon, cranberry, apricot or blackberry. (There’s even one for dogs called tutti frutti.) 

Nuts? Almond or macadamia. Seaweed, honey, including Manuka honey, tea tree and aloe vera are other alternatives. 

In addition to this the customer must decide between volumising or taming shampoos, and some will add oil while others claim to control it, whether it’s ‘fly-away’ or thick and curly. 

I fell to wondering about the expression ‘squeaky-clean’ last night as I stepped into the shower. One of the definitions I discovered this morning said, ‘beyond reproach, without vice’.

How could my hair be reproached just for growing? ‘You’re growing too fast/slowly. You’re becoming too thin and brittle. Why are you so grey? What happened to the bounce and body you used to have? You must do better.’

What vices might it display? ‘Are you trying to make me look old? Look how you’ve clogged the plughole/drain/outlet. Why must you shed all over the house? What have you done to my hairbrush? It looks like an untidy little cobweb.’

Imagine my hair’s response. ‘Look at the way you’ve treated me – all those nasty, smelly chemicals. How would you like it if someone blasted you with such hot air you could hardly breathe? Be real, woman, you’re (getting) old.’

Is your hair your crowning glory? Mine is just a mess most of the time, much like the rest of me ;-)