Friday, June 26, 2009

More re Deptford - Albury Street

I've been away in north Wales excavating or, as my father puts it "digging holes in Anglesey" with the Anglesey Rock Art Project, so apologies for the lack of posts recently.

Others have been keeping busy locally including Les Butler and his wonderful Walks With My Camera Blog and Caroline on her Caroline's Miscellany blog.

A recent post of Caroline's looks at Albury Street, one of the revelations from the Deptford walking tour that we were both on a couple of weeks ago. Here's a short extract from her post:

Albury Street was originally Union Street, a name commemorating the union of England and Scotland in 1707. While the south side of the road has been rebuilt with modern homes, the north still has its terrace of wonderful eighteenth-century houses. As a thriving dockyard town, Deptford needed homes for all classes and while labourers might live in wooden cottages, shipbuilders and naval officers wanted something more upmarket. Thus local bricklayer Thomas Lucas built the Union Street homes from 1706; he also built St Paul's Church on the High Street.

See the above link for the complete post, with photographs.


Monday, June 8, 2009

Unlikely nesting companions

I mentioned a several days ago that on Greenland Dock, where the former entrance to Norway Dock forms an inlet under the Norway Swing Bridge, a litter-covered pontoon is being shared by a pair of coots and a pair of grebes. On the way back from the Deptford guided walk yesterday (see post below) I got off the 199 bus just outside South Dock and walked past the boats until I reached the inlet.

Sure enough the couples are still sharing accomodation. In the top photo you can see the coot, at the top centre of the photograph on her tall nest. If you look carefully you can just make out a flash of colour to the far right of the photo, about half way down, which is one of the grebes (easier to see if you click on the photo to enlarge it).

In the second photo you can see the grebes who have nested precariously and unimpressively on the edge of the pontoon just below the coot's reed tower. Both sets of parents have been making use of all the litter to line their nests.



Sunday, June 7, 2009

A great day with Sovereigns, Sailors, Shipwrights and Skulls

What a great day!

We were lucky with the weather. It was completely dry - not a rain drop in sight. And we even had some sunshine! Given that this followed a night of torrential rain and thunderstorms and was followed by yet more torrential rain from around 6pm onwards and I consider it a minor miracle that we didn't get soaked.

We congregated at the foot of Deptford Bridge DLR station where the remains of a former gin distillery are still in evidence.

Jackie Stater is an excellent guide, with a good clear speaking voice, a head full of fascinating knowledge and a welcome sense of humour. Her guided tour of Deptford showed a number of sides of the place of which I was simply unaware and I now understand why Deptford inhabitants become so fed up with people being so negative about it. Jackie is a Blue Badge Guide who has done tours in Greenwich and other areas of London.

A quite unexpected upside was meeting up with some people who are part of a mutual local web world, all of us with different types of web presences. It was particularly great to catch up at long last with Caroline who originally brought this walk to my attention - we have been exchanging odds and ends of chat for ages now. But local people were not the only ones in attendance - tow of the party had come from much further afield.

Being a guided walk, our tour was organized on a geographical basis, but on this page I've taken Jackie's key themes and organized them chronologically, to form something of a narrative.

The name Deptford means "ford over the creek". The creek concerned is the River Ravensbourne (a rather unprepossessing entity which passes Deptford Bridge DLR station in a concrete culvert). The river is a Thames tributary and is known as the Deptford Creek in its tidal section, becoming a river for its non-tidal part.

What we now think of as Deptford was two different settlements - Deptford Town and Deptford Strand (sometimes written Strond). Deptford Strand is probably the older of the two areas in terms of continuous habitation, located along the Thames and the centre of the ship building industry. Deptford Town is the area now covered by modern Deptford High Street.


The Romans

There is plenty of archaeological evidence for the Romans having passed through Southwark. As Jackie pointed out, if Watling Street, roughly following the current line of the A2, were to pass over the creek a bridge would have been required. The earliest record for a bridge dates to 1345 but apparently archaeological data suggests an earlier date, which is not unexpected.


The Fourteenth and Fifteenth Centuries

Small communities were dotted throughout these areas during the Medieval period are well documented.

At the church of St Nicholas tt is thought that the west tower, built of ragstone and not, as the more recent parts of the building, of brick, may date back to the fourteenth century at least as far as the small south window. The tower that extens above the small window may haev been a 17th century restoration.

The church would have been a big local landmark, becoming more important as the Deptford Strand community expanded and the ship building industry, with its associated trades and supply requirements, evolved over the decades.


Henry VIII and Elizabeth I

The troublesome sovereign established the Deptford Royal Docks here in the 16th century, and Deptford was suddenly very much on the map. We went and stood next to a road sign which said "The Stowage" and Jackie joked that she had brought us all the way from Deptford Bridge to look at a road sign! But history is embedded in strange places, and in this case a road name was an indicator of a piece of important history in Deptford Strand. Jackie explained how The Stowage is where two institutions originate.

The first was Trinity House which was established by Henry VIII in either 1513 or 1514. The Guild of Master Mariners was based here lead by Thomas Spurt. The role of Trinity House was to train mariners but their scope expanded to include dredging the river, issuing licenses to river pilots and also to allocate buoys, lighthouses and other river markers. It was also responsible for almshouses which were once located behind the area where our group were standing by the road sign. Masters from Trinity House were regular visitors to the adjacent St Nicholas Church and then went to visit the almshouse residents. The almshouses remained there until 1877 but were demolished. Jackie says that etchings and paintings of them survive, which will be worth hunting down. Trinity House survives but moved in 1660 to the Watergate Street in the City and in the 18th Century to its present location by Tower Hill tube station.

The second establishment of note for this location was that of the East India Company. They were given a charter by Elizabeth I to trade with the East Indies. They had both a shipyard and warehouses here. They remained here until the 18th Century but then moved later.

On a more trivial front, Francis Drake was knighted here by Elizabeth I while his ship, The Golden Hynde, was moored here. The ship was eventually left here, moored up on the Thames at Deptford, and disintegrated here. A sorry end for a strong ship, but it was the traditional way for breaking a ship in the area. There is a replica today in dry dock near Southwark Cathedral.

Deptford was clearly a very lively place during the time of Shakespeare. It was still a thriving ship building centre and was home to all sorts of people both permanent and transient. It was here that Christopher Marlowe, a brilliant poet and playwright, met an untimely and unfortunate end. There are all sorts of stories surrounding his death and some of these are connected with a well-known idea that he may have been an Elizabethan spy. He is thought to have been buried in the Churchyard of St Nicholas but this has now been lost. A commemorative plaque has been erected on the eastern wall of the churchyard (apologies that my photograph is slightly out of focus).


The Seventeenth Century

Deptford in the Seventeenth Century is probably best known for the famous diarist John Evelyn and the visit of Tsar Peter the Great. John Evelyn's diaries are fascinating to read because he lived through both Oliver Cromwell and Charles I, saw the Fire of London and experienced London during the plague, but he was also a great horticulturalist, an intellectual, and a prominent contributor to the court of the day. Jackie gave us a fascinating fact - Evelyn highlighted the problem with the shortage of timber which was about to consume the ship building industry. he encouraged landowners with great parks to restock with suitable timber. It is thought this had a direct impact on the fact that there were enough ships for the Napoleonic wars. He established wonderful gardens at his wife's semi-rural estate of Sayes Court in Deptford, importing plants from abroad to make it a real landmark garden of its day. Now there are few remains of the estate recognizable.

Tsar Peter I of Russia, Peter The Great, came to stay at Sayes Court when he traveled to the ship yards of Deptford. Russia had no navy and therefore had none of the skills that were required - including ship building, navigation and general seafaring. As Russia needed a navy these skills needed to be acquired and with the permission of William III Peter came to England and intended to stay in Deptford for two to three years - a remarkable thing because no Tsar had left Russia in peacetime for over 100 years. Peter apparently worked in the dockyards himself, gaining hands-on experience. He was unable to stay Jackie explained that he was hoping to travel incognito but that with a retinue of 250 people and being 6ft 7ins tall he stood out more than somewhat. Although he was here on a serious mission to learn a trade, he was only 25 years old and something of a party animal, enjoying wine, women and riotous behaviour. One of the funniest accounts in Evelyn's diary is his disgusted account of the wheelbarrow races held in his beloved gardens. The damage was appalling and cost a fortune to repair. On the east side of Deptord High Street, above what is now a charity shop, there is a plaque that commemorates a former Quaker place of worship where Peter The Great was thought to have worshipped. In the event he was only able to stay here for four months but he took back a large team of specialists from England who helped him to form an efficient Russian navy.

Two ship building families stand out at this time in the ship building world, named Pett and Shish. The Pett family are first recorded in the reign of Edward VI in the late 1500s but continuing into the early 1600s. The Shish family are first known from the latter 1600s but continue into the 1700s. Between them they dominated the local shipyards. The Petts had extensive woodlands in Kent for their ship building activities - now known as Pettswood. Upriver of the docks remains all that is left of the Shipwright's house, which Jackie says is best seen from the river. It was rebuilt in the seventeenth century when it became rather endearingly known as the "Shipwright's Palace". The Shish family were the subject of one of a disapproving comment by Samuel Pepys - he referred to one of them as low, illiterate and overly pious - apparently he knelt in his own coffin for his night-time prayers!

There is a plaque on the north wall of the St Nicholas churchyard to John Addey who was a master shipwright at the Royal shipyard and a local benefactor (1550-16 April 1606).

In 1697 the Church of St Nicholas we rebuilt in red brick by C. Stanton but not much of the original construction survives today due to damage inflicted in the Second World War.

The charnel house at the Church of St Nicholas dates to the late 17th and early 18th centuries. it is an inoffensive looking building, more like a large brick-built shed than a mausoleum. Burials had to be made on consecrated ground, which meant churchyards, but these had limited space. The solution was to exhume older burials to make way for new ones. But the bones of the older burials still needed to be kept on consecrated grounds so they were stored in buildings called charnel houses, of which this is one. At St Nicholas it is surrounded by a beautifully perfumed rose garden. It once had a Grinling Gibbons carving set up over the door, and this is now sensibly kept inside the church itself. It depicts the Vision of Ezekiel and shows the prophet by the Valley of the Dry Bones, which as Jackie said is rather appropriate for the context. It is told that John Evelyn discovered Gibbons, who became a renowned master wood carver. The church was closed but Jackie told us that other examples of his work can be seen on the inside of the church (open Weds to Sat 9.30am - 12.30pm).


The Eighteenth Century

Albury Street was built in 1707 and was the work of Sir Thomas Lucas who also did work on St Paul's. These buildings were designed for well off shipwrights and other skilled workers. Although there are modern buildings on the south side of the street, the wonderful houses on the northern side used to flank both sides of the street. Albury Street was former Union Street, named for the recent union with Scotland. The buildings are wonderful in their own right but the most remarkable features of each are the carved porches. Sadly many are copies. Following the decision to list the decaying buildings to preserve them the former London County Council took many of the valuable furnishings and store them until after redevelopment. Tragically many of these stored features were stolen from storage (sounds very like the Cairo Museum!) and many of the present examples are copies or features taken from elsewhere. As Jackie pointed out, this side of the street is a reminder of the former prosperity of the area including St Paul's. Apparently Deptford Church Street, now a ghastly dual carriageway, was an elegant shopping street.

The church of St Paul's is one of the surprising jewels of Deptford and is listed in England's Thousand Best Churches by Simon Jenkins. It dates to 1723 and is one of 50 new churches financed during the reign of Queen Anne under the 1711 act to meet the needs of an expanding population into areas which were semi-rural and only lightly populated. Churches were required by people moving into new areas so they were built to attract new residents to new homes. St Paul's was the design of architect Thomas Archer who was also responsible for St John's in Smith Square, London (well worth a visit). It is a truly remarkable structure, owing much to the Roman Baroque, with pedimented porticos, a tall tower over a massive portico which includes a semi circle of columns over a semicircular staircase leading to the front door. The interior was not open when I went back to look at it later, but it is apparently spectacular, with the original pews and galleries in tact.

At St Nicholas there were yet more things going on. The small tower at the east end of the building, with its tiny green domed roof, is thought to date to the 18th century and was an addition to the original design. The wonderful stone skulls which surmount the gate posts at the eastern end of the churchyard probably date to this period. Jackie pointed out that as well as being a reminder of our mortality the laurel leaves that surmount the skulls are a symbol of renewal. It has been suggested that they were the inspiration for the pirate skull-and-crossbones flag but who knows? A nice thought. Jackie also pointed out that on either side of the gateposts at the east end of the churchyard there are three golden balls, each arranged in a pyramid. This is because as well as being the patron saint of sailors, St Nicholas was the patron saint of pawnbrokers - as well as being the St Nicholas we know as Santa Claus. St Nicholas was a 4th Century Bishop living Asia Minor. The three balls of the pawnbrokers are supposed to derive from the fact that late one night he threw three bags of gold into a house in order to save save the three girls within from a career in prostitution, a destiny ensured by the extreme poverty that prevented them acquiring husbands through lack of dowry. There are other versions of the story, needless to say.


The growth of industry

Deptford contains many echoes of the old industries which occupied the areas bordering the creek, and which Jackie says gave the area the name "Dirty Deptford" because of the nature of the industries that grew up here - beer brewing, a gin distillery (founded 1770) flour mills (for example the Mumford Mills founded in 1790, the paintwork of which is still visible on the now-converted building). Jackie explained how gin had become such a problem. Water being hazardous to the health the main public drink was beer. When gin became available it was untaxed and inexpensive but was consumed in the same quantities as beer - and by being so much more potent had a much greater impact on the public, as depicted so memorably in Hogarth's sketches and paintings.


London's first railway

We turned briefly off Creekside to walk onto the blue footbridge that crosses the Creek. The original footbridge was built in the 1830s and was known as the Ha'penny Hatch because there was a halfpenny toll to cross it. The one we were standing on is a modern replacement. It sits parallel to the railway, which runs along a brick-built viaduct.

The railway was first built in 1836 and was London's first railway line, extending from Bermondsey Spa Road to Deptford. It was a magnificent feat of engineering, the largest brick structure anywhere in the world with 878 arches made of 19 million bricks. The viaduct was necessary to prevent the need for dozens of roadway crossings and to avoid the marshy land of Bermondsey, southern Rotherhithe and Deptford. By December of the same year the railway was extended from Bermondsey to London Bridge, and the modern section of the viaduct that leads into London Bridge is original.

The extension to Greenwich to the east followed 2 years later. In 1878 it was extended even further to the west. The delay was due to the issue of how to get the line through the middle of Greenwich park. Local residents were up in arms about it but the final blow was perhaps dealt by the Astronomers Royal who said that vibrations from the trains would cause errors in their calculations. In the end it was decided to tunnel beneath the park. 120 trains a day operated on this line, which is remarkable. Apparently there was a plan to enable horse drawn carriages to go up onto trains, and there is a ramp at Deptford Station, if you know where to look, to accommodate this plan. Sadly it was not considered to be commercially viable and never happened.

The railway arches were intended to be developed as homes for those displaced by the building of the railway line. Jackie showed us drawings of the show houses and they looked quite lovely. Apparently they were state of the art with gas cookers, lighting and heating - but they were never built because not only did they leak but the noise from the 120 daily trains was intolerable! But they were used for businesses of the day, mainly rag and bone men who Jackie says were still around in the early 1980s.

Through the railway arch one can see a view up the Creek towards the remarkable multi-coloured Laban building.

The huge scaffolding type frame above the railway is the derelict remnant of a lifting mechanism which lifted the railway track so that tall boats could pass down the Creek. The current road bridge that extends from Deptford to Greenwich can still be lifted when required for the same purpose.

In 1889 the Ferranti Power Station was built. Photographs of Greenwich Reach from this period always show a power station in the background. this was the Ferranti Power Station, the first high-pressure high voltage electricity power stations in England. it was named for Sebastian de Ferranti who was a pioneer of electricity production and was the chief engineer at the London Electric Supply Corporation. The power station increased the capacity of electricity generation in London and powered much of the west end of London. It went out of use in 1957, the main power station was destroyed in the 1960s and the associated buildings were demolished in 1992.


The early 1900s

At the end of our walk Jackie told us the a piece of history associated with 34 Deptford High Street. It is a landmark in the history of forensic evidence. In 1905 shopkeeper Thomas Farrow and his wife Anne were murdered. Their killers were tracked down by the newly developed science of fingerprinting. The Stratton brothers were the first people to be convicted of murder by fingerprint testing in the UK. Alfred Stratton had left his thumb print on the cashbox of the shop.

Macmillan Street, and the Rachel Macmillan Nursery in that street, were named for a socialist reformer of infant education.

Sisters Margaret and Rachel Macmillan were instrumental in the passing of the 1906 Provision of School Meals Act in order to promote health as a contributor to education in children. In 1910 a clinic to promote health for impoverished children was established in Deptford, serving local schools. Later infant schools were established in which the training of teachers for infant aged children was a primary consideration. Rachel, pictured left, died in 1917 but her sister Margaret continued with their work and published two books on nursery education.



WW2

Although Rotherhithe took the brunt of the wartime damage in the immediate area Deptford was not unscathed. The Church of St Nicholas was almost entirely destroyed by bombing and what survived was further damaged by local kids who used the ruins as an unofficial playground. Shades of The World My Wilderness! It was rebuilt after the war by T F Ford & Partners in 1958, and the brick built building is mostly part of that reconstruction.


Modern Deptford

As industry moved out of the area, many of its premises were converted to housing (either demolished to do so, or with original buildings converted) or taken over by artist communites. Jackie told us that the February 2001 edition of Italian Vogue "discovered" Deptford a few years ago, describing it as the new Monmartre. Not inapproriate in many ways because when Montmartre in Paris was a centre for impoverished artists it was not unalike Deptford. In deptford the abandoned industrial buildings had large floor spaces with big windows which let in lots of light. They were cheap, and there was cheap accomodation in the vicinity. This allowed the growth of art and craft collectives which are very much in evidence today. The New York Times simialry suggsted that Deptford was the "real" London, where visitors could come to eat in the pie-and-mash shops which are lost in other areas, and where independent stores and ethnic variety lived in harmony with the artists. There's a short article on the subject on the This Is London website and another on The Times website, which quotes the New York Times article.

The Birds Nest public house on Deptford Church Street once had a theatre incorporated into it. It has a somewhat tatty exterior but Jackie told us that while today it is a good and inexpensive hostel for backpackers but still has theatre in the round and highly rated musical performances that have put it at the centre of Deptford's revival as an edgy cultural centre. If it has a website I couldn't find it.

On Creekside the APT Gallery, which stands for Art in Perpetuity Trust, is a co-operative which looks very inviting and is open to the public from Thursday to Sunday 12noon to 5pm. Examples from their current exhibition can be found here.

Further up Creekside we passed Cockpit Arts - a modern building which looked 60s to me, built on the site of former industrial buildings. Over 100 artists work there producing mainly craft works and working with big retail groups. Most of the artists are young and highly innovative. A mural painted on the outside of the building shows various aspects of Deptford life and was featured on a Dire Straits album.

Passing up the Creekside towards the Laban contemporary dance academy we passed the Ferranti Park, a modern and lovely children's play park which was named for Sebastian de Ferranti, of whom more later.

The Laban contemporary dance academy is an extraordinary building, designed by the same architects, Herzog and de Meuron, responsible for Beijing National Stadium designed for the 2008 Olympics and the conversion of a power station into the Tate Modern. Even the surrounding landscape is wonderful with an angular amphitheatre made of grass steps and a wonderful artificial grass topography which everyone can explore and enjoy. There are performances open to the public at the centre.

The Creekside Centre which looks to improve local environment and ecology. It is approached through wonderfully designed metal gates designed by APT Studio sculptor Heather Burrell, more of whose work can be seen on a dedicated page on the APT website here. Remember the Leaf Cycle in the middle of Rotherhithe Tunnel roundabout? That is one of Heather Burrell's. Surrounding the wooden building, which is the heart of the centre, there is display of things pulled out of the Creek itself. Walks are organized to go and clear the creek and view the Creek at close quarters. The land occupied by the centre is the former railway gasworks which illuminated 200 lamps along the railway line.

The modern Deptford High Street is rather different from the elegant shops which would have lined Deptford Church Street in its more prosperous ship buildng times, but it is still a subject of fascination if you look hard enough. Not only are the buildings above shop level still often very attractive, but the shops themselves are interesting. Nearly all the stores on the High Street are independent retailers. A Peacock's at one end and two Cost Cutters are probably the only chain stores present. As to the rest - fascinating fishmongers, butchers and exotic vegetable shops are worth a viewing in their own right. And there's a terrific market on a Saturday.

The most obvious sign of late Twentieth Century developments in the area in the 1990s are the modern buildings of Lewisham College and the DLR extension. The Deptford Church Street branch of Lewisham College was probably built during the early 90s. The DLR extension passes from north of the river, through Deptford and heads out to Lewisham. It seems amazing to me that it opened as long ago as 1999, which was ahead of schedule.

The building programmes that mark today are housing projects. Housing is going up like nothing I could have imagined when I came to live in Rotherhithe in the mid 80s. It began even before Britian won the Olympic contract, but it has been expanding at a rare rate ever since. Obviously most of the investment has gone into developing the Thames-side land between Rotherhithe and Greenwich, but the investment in new homes will hopefully benefit Deptford and its uniqueness rather than undermining it.


Friday, June 5, 2009

Last lot from 29th May 2009


Sunlight through the woodland
Russia Dock Woodland



Water-cress in Stave Hill pond
Rorippa naturtium-aquaticum
Brassicaceae
Perennial



Male mallard on lower Downtown Pond



Dog Rose
Rosa canina
Rosaceae
Perennial




Thursday, June 4, 2009

Another lot from 29th May

. . .

Downtown Pond (lower)
Yellow flag and reeds

Wonderful to see the water levels so healthy!




Cut-leaved cranesbill
Geranium dissectum
Geraniaceae
Annual



Magpie (Pica pica) at Downtown Pond
with Yellow Flag in the background



Curled Dock
Rumex acetosella
Polygonaceae
Perennial



A bee enjoying the Budleia globosa in the butterfly sanctuary
. . .

Sovereigns, Sailors, Shipwrights and Skulls: Diving into Deptford

Thanks to Caroline of the Caroline's Miscellany blog for posting about a guided walk in Deptford. It runs for over two hours so there should be plenty to see and learn. It takes place on Sunday the 7th June and is called Sovereigns, Sailors, Shipwrights and Skulls: Diving into Deptford. It is run by qualified Bluge Badge Guide Jackie Stater. Details for meeting are shown on the walk's web page. Meet at the appointed place and pay £7.50 for the guided tour. No booking necessary.

No prizes for guessing what I'll be up to on Sunday afternoon! What little I know of Deptford, mainly through John Evelyn's diary, indicates that it has a fascinating past.

It is one of lots of events featured on the Story of London website operated by the London City Hall website (amongst many other London walks). The best way to find walks in your area is to use the website's postcode search facility.

Caroline has also posted about the Ian Visits website, which has a dedicated London events page. More fascinating stuff!! You can even sign up to a free email newsletter about upcoming events,

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

May 29th - insect fest, butterfly sanctuary

The last three of these photographs show moths which were landing on vetch and birdsfoot trefoil, but I haven't narrowed them down yet. As usual with that wretched telephoto lens they are rather blurred, in spite of being sharpened in Photoshop. If anyone has any suggestions they will be very welcome!










Monday, June 1, 2009

More from 29th May


Variable Reed Beetle ??
Plateumaris sericea





Tufted Vetch
Vicia cracca
Leguminosae
Annual



Red Clover
Trifolium pratense
Leguminosae
Perennial



Field Mouse-Ear
Cerastium arvense
Caryophyllaceae
Annual



Vetch - but not sure which one at the moment


Saturday, May 30, 2009

More from the 29th May 2009


Painted Lady
Vanessa cardui

Resident in north Africa and southern Europe
A summer visitor to northern Europe, some returning to the Mediterranean in early autumn
Prefers nectar from thistle (its larval foodplant) and knapweed

I have a photograph of a Painted Lady sitting on my watch in one of the most barren
areas of the eastern Sahara desert, drinking water from my wrist. Remarkable.



Elder
Sambucus nigra
Caprifoliaceae



Sanfoin
Onobrychis vicifolia
Leguminosae
Perennial




I am fairly confident that this is an Oedemera beetle- perhaps nobilis?
It fits the description in my books for the male of the specis.





Bittersweet
Solanum dulcamara
Solanaceae
Perennial

Poisonous!

Friday, May 29, 2009

End of May

Back from Wales, which was very beautiful in a very intense way. I have never seen growth like it in all the years that my family have lived there.

I went over the road on May 29th and found that the vegetation is growing in a very healthy and happy way. Everything is very green, and the damp areas are enjoying a particularly rich time.

The first thing that I noticed as I crossed to the winding path was the squishing of cherries underfoot. When I looked up I startled multiple birds of diferent species who all took to the wing leaving me staring at cherries of different ripeness and colours overhead.

The hawthorn is now over but elder is everywhere, it stiny white flowers clustering together in big flat rounded disks. Wild roses are distributed throughout both the woodland and ecological park, some of them beautifully perfumed. Willow fluff is falling like snow, coating everhting and floating like dust on ponds and channels. The honesty and garlic mustard flowers are over, as are most of the red and white nettles. The yellow flag is having a party and the reeds are growing beautifully. In the butterfly sanctuary I was overjoyed to see the the Budleia globosa has come into flower and is a riot of insect life.

At both the Downtown pond and Stave Hill pond the damsel flies were out in force. In the former case both Azure damsleflies and Large Reds were there in force but in the latter only the Azures were in evidence. There were a few aquatic birds with chicks on all the ponds (mallards and moorhens), two Canada Geese on Globe Pond and some coots. magpies dominated the terrestrial birds, closely followed by blackbirds and a few great tits, but there wasn't much else to see or hear in the trees.

There were dozens of butterflies everywhere. Sadly I didn't manage to photograph more than a couple - there was a slight breeze and they were refusing to settle. Those observed included a Peacock, three Painted Ladies, a Red Admiral, some unidentified whites, and a Common Blue. Dozens of tiny dark winged insects which may have been bufterflies or daytime moths moved in clouds and resettled quickly on the vetch and birdsfoot trefoil in the butterfly sanctuary (I'll post photos in the next couple of days).

Of the insects the bees were most in evidence, lots of different types enjoying the Budleia globosa in the sun. Vast white daisies were attracting all sorts of tiny characters, which sat in the sun on the surface of the flowers themselves or, in the case of the ghastly blackfly, clustered along the stems in thick communities.

On Greenland Dock the former inlets into Norway Dock is now home to coots and moorhen couples with their chicks. A pair of Great Crested Grebes were sharing a pontoon with two coots and their chicks. This surprised me because coots are usually fierecely territorial. Apart from a single swan there was not much else to report.

I'll post more photographs over the next few days. The rose to the right, which is a short walk in the direction of Globe Pond from Downtown Pond has the most heavenly perfume - keep an eye and a nose open if you are over in that area.

A little gruff humour

All examples of expenses taken from an article in The Times at the weekend which summarized the most recent of the MP expense claims to have been revealed by The Telegraph.



A Message from your MP


I want a floating duck house
I need to clear my moat
I have to mend my tennis court
That’s why I need your vote.

I have to build a portico
My swimming pool needs mending
My lovely plants need horse manure
And the Aga needs much tending

A chandelier is vital
Mock Tudor boards are great
My hanging baskets won awards
And I’ve earned a tax rebate.

I need a glitter toilet seat.
My piano so needs tuning
Maltesers help me stay awake
And my orchard must need pruning

I could have said the rules were wrong
And often thought I should,
But somehow it was easier
To profit whilst I could

The public really have to see
That the rules are there to test
And that by ripping off the taxpayer
We were merely doing our best

The Speaker of the House became
Our sacrificial beast,
But the public are still braying for
More corpses at the feast.

What do the public want from us,
Those vote-wielding ingrates?
They really should be grateful
To be financing our estates.

Sucking dry state coffers
Is so very much in fashion that
It seemed a shame to miss the chance
To join the trend with passion

The message is so clear, you see,
(We merely learned it late):
That the British way of living
Is to screw the bloody state.
.
.
.
.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Once there were swarms of butterflies in our skies

The Guardian, UK
(By Patrick Barkham, author of the forthcoming A Butterfly Year)

There was recently a fascinating article in The Guardian (27/04/09) about the challenges facing the butterfly in modern times.

As well as peticides and climate change other man made problems have lead to dwindling numbers. In some cases only recently have the lifecycles of certain species been fully understood and, as some of these can be remarkably complex, this has prevented butterfly conservationists from being able to prevent or at least slow down the decline of some species. This is a truly fascinating article about butterflies, what different species require in order to survive, and how changes in the landscape are inevitably causing them difficulties. It is also very well written.

Here's a short extract, but do visit the above page for the full story:

"Whichever way you look at it, it's linked back to the climate," says Tom Brereton, head of butterfly monitoring at Butterfly Conservation. Climate change, he says, is a particular problem for our butterflies because our countryside is so fragmented. Decades of ploughing up grassland and ripping out hedgerows means that more than half our butterfly species are now confined to small islands of land. When the climate makes the current sites unsuitable, butterflies will no longer be able to fly elsewhere and find new sites. "If you had an intact countryside, butterflies should be going through the roof, but the species can't move through the countryside like they once would have done," says Brereton. "Habitats are too fragmented. There are vacant suitable habitats in parts of the countryside but the butterflies won't necessarily find them."

Our largest and most charismatic native butterfly, the swallowtail, was once found across the fens of East Anglia and beyond until the draining of these wetlands for arable agriculture caused its extinction. It is now confined to the Norfolk Broads. When global warming causes the Broads to be inundated with sea water - widely expected within 100 years - the swallowtail will die unless it is relocated by humans to suitable inland sites. These new sites will have to be meticulously created to cultivate a single, rather neurotic wetland plant used by this notoriously picky species.

Conservationists playing God like this has already happened. The last species to become extinct in Britain was the large blue in 1979. Despite heroic scientific endeavour, the full complexity of this butterfly's weird lifecycle was not understood until it was too late. When tiny, the large blue caterpillar throws itself on to the ground and secretes a tantalising scent which tricks ants into carefully taking it into their underground nests, whereupon the nasty caterpillar devours ant grubs until it is fully grown. Its dependence on ants was known but not that it relied on a very particular species, which in turn needed a very specific kind of rough grassland to survive. So, in the 1980s, conservationists brought stock from Sweden and successfully re-established the butterfly on a small field on the edge of Dartmoor. Dad and I were ticked off by a warden when we found this secret meadow, still known only as Site X. The large blue has since been successfully reintroduced into other areas.

With this kind of ingenuity, could we turn the whole country into a giant butterfly farm? Could we save every species by reintroducing them to tailor-made nature reserves or boosting populations with specimens from abroad? "We might do it for a few species, but it's not the basis for a conservation strategy," says Warren. "What about all the other insects? We want to get the habitats right and butterflies will tell us if we are getting it right, and then we'll be getting it right for biodiversity as a whole."


There is also a section at the end of the article which offers four steps for the public to take in order to help save Britain's butterflies. Three of these are sound and practical, but the fourth ("buy produce from farmers who manage their land to support wildlife)" might be slightly more difficult to achieve in this part of London.





Wind, Rain, and Wales

Between the wind, the rain and my current visit to Wales I've failed to catch up with the park in the last week and a bit, but there has been some good news. There are several families of baby hedgehogs in Stave Hill Ecological Park, coot and Great Crested Grebe chicks on the dock and tit chicks in the bird boxes in the Russia Dock Woodland, all very noisy! The crushed and leaking water pipes have been replaced in the Woodland and the results in the Downtown Ponds have been immediately visible, saving them from drying up completely and restoring them to their former glory. The new bridge sculpture is in place over the bridge beyond Globe Pond, and looks great. It was vandalized within days of being officially launched but blacksmith Kevin Boys, based at the Surrey Docks Farm, was on hand almost immediately to repair it and it has been left untouched ever since. Finally the application for Green Flag Award status for the Woodland seems to have gone very well indeed! We won't hear the results until late June or early July, but the response from the judges who came to inspect the park last week was very positive. There are lots of events coming up in Stave Hill Ecological Park, details of which you can find in the calendar on the Recent News page of the Friends of Russia Dock Woodland website.


Downtown Pond before new pipes:




Downtown Pond after new pipes:



(Photos by Steve Cornish, Chairman of the Friends of Russia Dock Woodland)

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Last lot from 10th


Cranesbill
Geranimun
Geraniaceae


Garlic Mustard, with as yet unidentified insect.


Perennial cornflower
Centaurea montana



Albion School Bridge sculpture
Unfortunately I arrived when the sun was in quite the wrong direction so this is a very poor photograph of the new bridge sculpture, but I'll redo it shortly. Details of two of the flowers, the theme of this bridge, are shown below




Wednesday, May 13, 2009

More from 10th May, Sunday

Many of the shrubs are still in flower, with white flower clusters and dark green leaves. Much of the hawthorn, which has such a fine aroma, is still in flower, but many of the flowers have gone over and are now brown. The cherry laurel flowers are now completely over but they are coming into fruit. Likewise, the cherry trees which had such wonderful blossom are now producing green and pink fruits, which the birds will undoubtedly raid as soon as they become ripe.




Unripe cherries


Still trying to identify



Guelder rose
Euonymus europaeus


Elder
Sambucus nigra





Aquilegia, a garden escapee


Tuesday, May 12, 2009

More from Sunday 10th May

As well as the more obvious floral effusions there are tiny little contributions which hide in the grass and often need to be looked for. Tiny vetches, speedwells and birds foot trefoils can be found throughout the ecological park and in parts of the open areas in the woodland.

There aren't many birds to be seen - far too busy feeding their offspring, I assume. I stood and listened to one of the bird boxes where a cacophony of noise made it very clear that a family had made their home there. The noise level rose to even greater levels when a Great Tit flew in and seconds later flew out again, obviously having left its food offering.

The damselflies at the Downtown Pond were great to see. One of them, a female Azure (shown below), appears in neither of my insect books and I found it online on the British Dragonfly Society website, where it says that this colouring is characteristic of the newly emerged insect. If you want to see what local insects are around in this area, the best resource is easily Les Butler's Walks With My Camera which is attracting quite a following.





Common Vetch
Vicia sativa
Leguminosae
Annual



Azure Damselfly (newly emerged)
Coenagrion puella



Germander Speedwell
Veronica chamaedrys
Scrophulariaceae
Perennial




Dwarf form of Birdsfoot Trefoil
Lotus corinculatus
Leguminosae
Perennial



Ribwort Plantain
Plantago lanceolata
Plantaginaceae
Perennial


Still trying to find this one.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Happy first birthday to this blog

I've done what I originally intended to do, and have completed an entire year of photographs of the Russia Dock Woodland and Stave Hill Ecological Park. It has been a revelation to learn my way around the park and its wildlife over the last 12 months, and to introduce some new people to its many benefits.

The photo to the left was taken on the 11th May 2008, when it was still hot in the park at gone 6pm.

It will be fascinating to see how it has changed on a month by month basis, if at all, in the year to come.

Here are some more photographs from yesterday's walk in the Russia Dock Woodland and Stave Hill Ecological Park.




Large Red Damselfly
Erythromma najas



Seet Briar /Eglantine
Rosa rubignosa


Tiny fish at Downtown Pond
Without the recent replacement of pipework in the Russia Dock Woodland the twin Downtown Ponds would almost certainly have dried up completely by now.



Chalkhill Blue
Lysandra coridon
A very blurred photograph but it although I've seen several examples of this specie I have not managed to photograph one at rest. This one was at the absolute extreme 300mm end of the range of my telephoto lens, which is its weakest focal length.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Yellow Flag Lillies and Roses

Tomorrow is the first anniversary of the blog, and many of the flowers that I saw today were so familiar from this time last year, giving me multiple flashbacks of the sense of surprise I had when I first started to investigate the woodland and ecological park with camera in hand.

I have become so much more in tune with individual sections of the park, and even individual trees and shurbs, so whenever I cross the road and enter the Russia Dock Woodland I have the sense of greeting new aspects of a very old friend.

Today the most noticeable changes were the appearence of yellow flag water lilly flowers, the profusion of shrub roses (some of which have the most wonderful perfume) and the recovery of water in the Downtown ponds. The Downtown pond was the best place to see pond life today. There were several damselflies dashing around, blues and reds glinting in the sun and there were dozens of tiny fish. As well as yellow flag coming out the usual reeds were looking tall and fine in the sun, and a single moorhend was enjoying the water and the sun.

I will post more in the next few days about today's outing.








The Duff

shipstamps.co.uk

Built in 1794 by Peter Everitt Mestaer, King and Queen Dock, Rotherhithe, for J. Carbine.

03 March 1794 launched under the name DUFF.

Tonnage 267 ton (bm). Draught 14ft. Armament 10 - 6pdrs. guns.

Lloyds Register of 1795 gives, that she was bound for Gibraltar under command of Captain P.Gordon, underneath the destination port Gibraltar is marked, as being bound for Port Jackson, Australia. I could not find her in the arrivals of Sydney, that most probably she did not make this voyage.

When the Pacific discoveries of Captain Cook made the people of England more aware of the pagan population of Polynesia. As a result of this awareness a number of meeting were held by those concerned with the propagation of Christianity and the London Missionary Society (MSL) was founded.

1796 The Duff got a charter for a cargo of tea from the East India Company, so the ship could be self supporting for the voyage with missionaries to the Pacific, and after the missionaries were disembarked on the Pacific Islands, the DUFF would sail to China for a cargo of tea. Of she was chartered by the London Missionary Society or bought is not clear, her owner is given during this voyage as J. Cox & Co.

The DUFF was under command of Captain James Wilson a retired East India Company Captain, he offered his service to the London Missionary Society (LSM), and he was appointed captain of the DUFF. First the Duff sailed from the Thames on 10 August 1796 with on board 14 ministers, 22 men skilled in various crafts, a surgeon, and a gentleman’s man servant.

23 September 1796 sailed from Portsmouth for the South Sea, and via the Cape Verde Islands arrived at Rio de Janeiro on 13 November for fresh provision, water and firewood for the galley stove.

Already on 04 March 1797 she sighted the high land of Tahiti and they arrived at Matavai Bay the next day. When she arrived the DUFF had on board 37 missionaries and artisans and their families, who had to be resettled in the South Pacific on the islands of Tahiti, Tonga and the Marquesas.

07 March the missionaries went on shore, and were met by King Pomare and his Queen on the beach. After the missionaries were settled, the DUFF sailed away on 26 March for the Friendly Islands (Tonga) were he landed 10 missionaries at Tongatabu.


See the above page for the full story.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

A working river's last hurrah before the bulldozers ball

Times Online (Marcus Binney)

Windows on to vanished worlds are enthralling, and few more so than the ten-mile photographic panorama of the Thames riverfront commissioned by the Port of London Authority in 1937. From London Bridge as far as Greenwich it records wharves, warehouses, boatyards, cranes, pontoons, piers, pumping stations, quays and watermen’s steps. Page by page, the 1937 panoramas are matched by the authors’ own panoramas, taken first in 1997 and repeated in 2008.

Here is the story of the Pool of London between London Bridge and Tower Bridge, of Shadwell, Limehouse and the Isle of Dogs, Bermondsey, Deptford and Rotherhithe.

The most telling photographs, across a double-page spread, are of the Wapping riverfront in 1937 and 2008, between Steam Wharf and St Helen’s Wharf, where not a trace of spice mills, colonial warehouses and river stairs remain. This was a world badly hit by wartime bombing but even more, as later photographs make chillingly clear, by crass 1960s clearances and rapacious 1980s redevelopment of docklands. Let the fate of St Katharine Dock never be forgotten, where the mighty warehouses by the great engineer Thomas Telford were felled one after another by Taylor Woodrow. A Warehouse (warehouses were named alphabetically) left the world in flames as a backdrop to a film about the Blitz (to be replaced by the hideous Tower Hotel). C Warehouse followed soon afterwards and B Warehouse was condemned as a brontosaurus, incapable of beneficial use. Since then the conversion of dozens of riverside warehouses as apartments and lofts have shown the needlessness of the sacrifice.

The photographs in the 1937 panorama are labelled above the buildings like 19th-century prints, naming intriguing places such as Oporto Wharf, Kidney Stairs, and the Limehouse Cut Entrance. Morton’s Sufferance Wharf specialised in preserved foods, chocolates and confectionery, Hubbuck’s Wharf dealt in paints and Blood Alley was named by the dockers because sacks of stick sugar chafed and cracked their skin. At Millwall Dock pneumatic elevators sucked grain from ships’ holds at over 300 tons an hour into a 13-storey granary, while Chubb, Round & Co’s fibre works produced rope and matting from mountains of coconuts.

The fascination of docklands warehouses is that they have an architectural language of their own, true to classical proportions and traditional window rhythms, and complete with arcades, parapets and cornices.


See the above page for the full story.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Centre for Wildlife Gardening

Centre for Wildlife Gardening

An idyllic garden within a quiet residential street, the centre has an award winning visitor centre offering practical advice to city gardeners. It’s the perfect place to both learn and relax.

The reserve
A favourite place to visit for local families, gardeners and wildlife watchers from further afield, the Centre for Wildlife Gardening in Peckham has developed beyond all recognition over the last 20 years. Its origins are as an old council depot in the late 1980s, but it is now home to an award-winning visitors' centre demonstrating innovative environmental building techniques, which provides a base for school parties and the 'Happy Flower' project for adults with learning disabilities. In addition the centre has a demonstration wildlife garden with a range of inspiring mini habitats, a wild flower nursery, and some very well used community raised beds. You can pick up some plants from our stall, not to mention a pot of Peckham honey from our very own hives – delicious.

Habitats you'll see
Minibeast village, summer meadow, woodland copse, stag beetle sanctuary, wildlife pond and bog garden, flowery chalk bank

Species you might spot
Frogs and newts; grasshoppers and stag beetles; songbirds; foxes

What’s in my backyard?
Find out what species have been spotted on this reserve with the fantastic WIMBY tool, run by GiGL – Greenspace Information for Greater London.

Visit us
28 Marsden Road, London, SE15 4EE
020 7252 9186 or email us cwg@wildlondon.org.uk
Staffed
Open Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday: 10:30 - 16:30
Map

Get involved
Search for events happening at this site – click here
Search for volunteering sessions at this site – click here

School visits
Fancy arranging a school trip to this site? Our experienced staff can provide your class with a hands-on outdoor learning experience directly linked with the National Curriculum. Have a look at our education pages for more information.

Site status
Site of Borough Importance


Further site information can be found on:
London Wildweb

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Greenland Dock and South Dock barge owners re residential fee

South London Press (Sam Masters)

This item actually dates back a week ago, to the 27th April 2009 but I've only just noticed it. Those who live on residential moorings on the British Waterways managed canal system have always been charged a residential mooring fee, which covers basic services and reflects the higher level of usage that residential users represent on the waterways. I lived on a narrow boad on a residential mooring on the Grand Union canal in the late 80s and had no issue with paying this fee, which was a lot more expensive than that being asked of the dock dwellers, but maybe I'm missing a point somewhere.

ANGRY barge dwellers are threatening to “stand up” to a council that introduced a fee to live on the river.

More than 130 people live on the barges in a community at South and Greenland docks, Rotherhithe.

They have rejected Southwark council demands for a £650 licence to stay living on water.

The authority said it introduced the charge to stop river residents avoiding paying council tax.

If they refuse to pay the licence fee, they could be forced to leave the docks within two weeks.

Kevin Bridgey, owner of the Vertouwen barge, has been living at his dockside mooring for more than 10 years.

He claimed the council was using “bully-boy” tactics to make people pay the charges.

He said that last Friday he got a phone call asking him to sign-on to the new arrangement for residency, but refused to agree to the terms.

Mr Bridgey said: “We are trying to be recognised as a community.

“It’s not about the council tax at all.

"If they turned around to us and said, ‘pay council tax’ that would be another matter.

“They are using bully-boy tactics to get money and we have to stand up to it.

"We have got less rights than the gypsy community here.”

Mr Bridgey claimed boat owners had already been hit with a 25 per cent hike on mooring fees by the authority, bringing the total cost of mooring a barge to £7,000 a year.

A council spokeswoman said the authority was dedicated to protecting the boating community.

She said: “Like every other marina in the country they must abide by the terms and conditions or find another marina.

“Those boat owners who choose to live permanently on their boat will be using the borough’s services – school, rubbish collections, roads, libraries, and so on.

“It is only fair to every other council tax payer that boat owners contribute to those costs.”

North Southwark and Bermondsey MP Simon Hughes has written to Southwark’s director of environment and housing, Gill Davies, asking that she attend a meeting with berth holders to resolve the situation.

In the letter Mr Hughes said forcing residents to leave the docks if they do not agree to council terms was “completely unhelpful and insensitive”.

(My photo on this post)

Telegraph article about nature conservation

This is an irritatingly garrulous article about TV wildlife presenter Chris Packham, but it does highlight some interesting points about the relationship between dog owners and wildlife. Here’s an extract from the article but see the Telegraph web page for the entire story:

Three hours after returning from his morning inspection of wildlife in the New Forest, Packham is still seething after a spat with a man who wouldn't acknowledge the damage his spaniels were doing. "I got up at first light and wandered around for two-and-a-half hours," he says. "I saw redstart, wood warblers, a cuckoo and two roe deer; luckily, my dogs did not see them."

Had they done so, he would have beaten a hasty retreat. Not so the dog-walker whose spaniels were careering around the wet heathland. "I asked the man if he could see that speck in the sky, a curlew. 'My dogs never kill birds,' he replied. He didn't understand that the bird was flying around, not sitting on its nest, because his dogs had disturbed it.

"It happens all the time. Each day, 25,000 hours of dog-walking take place in the New Forest. The heathland is home to several 'red-listed' species of birds on the conservation list, and 45 per cent of those birds nest on the ground. During foot and mouth, when dogs were banned from the area, we had a bumper year for birds. Since the dogs have returned, bird numbers have declined."

Packham can't understand why the British won't make the connection between their behaviour and our disappearing wildlife. "When I was a boy, we all arrived at school with dog poo on our shoes because people didn't scoop it up. That's no longer acceptable. Things change. Yet people still feel they have a right to let their dogs off the lead because they have always done so."

Cat lovers – among whom he does not number – are even more blinded by sentiment. He knows he is in danger of sounding like "the Pol Pot of conservation", but it infuriates him that owners refuse to acknowledge the carnage wrought by these fluffy, domesticated killers. "Sixty million songbirds are killed every year by cats. If cats were kept in at night, predation would be cut by 50 per cent. If they were all fitted with bleeper collars, it would reduce daytime predation by 45 per cent. Most important of all: they should be neutered.

Last lot from May 1st


Butterfly sanctuary, recovering its ground vegetation at last



Downtown pond, showing recovering water levels




Enjoying the green in Russia Dock Woodland



Cleavers
Galium aparine
Rubiaceae
(Not yet in flower)



Flesh-fly
Sacrophaga carnaria




Wednesday, May 6, 2009

More flowers from May 1st


Honesty
Lunaria annua
Cruciferae
Biennial



Field Rose
Rosa arensis
Rosaceae



Red Campion
Silene dioica
Caryophyllaceae
Perennial or biennial



Hedge Mustard
Sisymbrium officinale
Cruciferae
Annual or biennial


Three cornered garlic
Allium triquetrum
Liliaceae
Perennial

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Another batch from May 1st


Working on it


Red Campion
Silene dioica
Caryphyllaceae
Perennial or biennial


Canada Goose



Hawthorn
Crataegus monogyna
Aqufoliaceae

Rotherhithe pubs - names and history

There are so many pubs on Rotherhithe that it will take a while to cover them all. I've started with the ones with which I am most familiar.


The Angel

One of the oldest Rotherhithe pubs, and the site was first used when the Bermondsey Abbey monks used to brew beer which they sold to pilgrims. It is located at 24 Rotherhithe St, opposite Execution Dock in Wapping. The first documentary evidence of its existence was in 1652. It was possibly known as The Salutation.

It was built on stilts above the Thames marshes. Christopher Jones, captain of the Mayflower, is said to have hired crew here and Captain Cook prepared for his voyage to Australia from here. It enjoyed a large riverside clientele which includedsailors, pirates, smugglers, pressgangs and, in the 18th and 19th centuries, dockers. By the time that Samuel Pepys visited in the 17th century it was already famous. In the same century Judge Jeffreys was known to have watched the pirate hangings on the opposite times of the Thames, victims of his sentences. More suprisingly its riverside views attracted artists including James McNeil Whistler, Augustus John and William Wylie. There's a 1930s drawing in the Maritime Museum's collection of the Thames-facing frontage of The Angel on the Portcities website. In the 1940 and 1950s, The Angel's fame attracted celebrities including Laurel and Hardy. (Main source = Portcities website).


The Clipper (formerly The Ship)

Dating to 1934 this building is on Rotherhithe Street just down from Nelson Dock. There is, however, a record of a pub on the site in 1856. The Clipper was known as The Ship Tavern until the 1980s, when the whole of Rotherhithe underwent a massive face lift and development programme under the London Dockland Development Corporation.

Many clippers were built by Rotherhithe ship builders of which the best know was the Lothair, built by Bilbe and Perry of Nelson Dock in 1870, and one of the fastest clippers ever built.


The Ship and Whale

A pub name that evokes the hugely successful 18th century whaling industry which was the main function of Greenland Dock until the entire character of the whaling industry changed. The building, on Gulliver Street (formerly Derrick Street) was built in 1851.


The Moby Dick

A modern pub built in the early 1980s during the massive redevelopment of Rotherhithe and is owned and operated by Fullers. Like the Ship and Whale it was named, loosely, for the somewhat unfortunate 18th century Century whaling history of Greenland Dock, which it overlooks.


The Ship York

The present building looks as though it dates to the 1930s but the site was home to a former pub with the same name. In his "Maritime Rotherhithe History Walks" book Stuart Rankin says that a pub with this name in Rotherhithe is first recorded as The York in 1809, and may have been named after HMS York launched by S & D Brent in 1807, although the “ship” was not added to the pub title until 1835. As Rankin points out, by this time the York was in use as a convict ship and it seems a little odd to name a pub after a floating prison. Rankins speculates that perhaps the landlord had served aboard in happier times.


The Mayflower

A pub with a great history, which has seen several name changes. The current building is not the original, that having burned down. It was originally named the Shippe Inn and at some point became The Spread Eagle. It was badly damaged by fire in the 19th century and was rebuilt as The Spread Eagle and Crown. Rotherhithe was heavily bombed during the Second World War and the pub lost both its roof and its top floor. It rebuilt again and was renamed The Mayflower Inn in 1958.

The 1958 name celebrates the fact that the Shippe was the departure point, in 1620, of the Pilgrim Fathers. The Pilgrim Fathers were not local people, but they departed from the Shippe Inn to Portsmouth en route to the New World in ship named The Mayflower. They returned to Rotherhithe in the May of 1921. In fact, none of the crew or the passengers were from Rotherhithe, but Christopher Jones, the captain of The Mayflower and one of her owners, was buried at St Mary’s Church in Rotherhithe when he dies on 5th March 1622. Sadly his grave was destroyed when St Mary’s was rebuilt in 1715, following the floods of 1710, but a memorial was erected to him that still stands.


The Deal Porters (formerly the Three Compasses)


The present name of this pub has been chosen to recall the dock workers whose responsibility was to move vast piles of wooden planks called "deals". It was a highly skilled job and the deal porters were very much a part of the Rotherhithe landscape. The earlier name, The Three Compasses was a pub on this site dating back at least to 1767. This stands on the corner of what remains of Beatson Street, which was named after a member of a Rotherhithe ship breaking family. The modern building was also named the Three Compasses and its name was only changed when it became the Deal Porters in 2008.


The Blacksmith's Arms

Another Rotherhithe Street pub, distinctive for its late 19th century mock half-timbered exterior appearence and 1930s interior panelling. It is first recorded in 1856.


The Old Salt Quay (formerly Spice Island)

A modern barn of a place, dating to the late 90s if I remember correctly. It is built at the former entrance to the Surrey Canal Canal, now Surrey Water.

I couldn't find out why it was named in either case. Rotherhithe did not have spice quays. Spices were highly valuable and subject to duty and were unloaded and stored in highly secure premises of the sort never built at Rotherhithe. I suspect that its name was nothing more than some sort of branding gimmick.


The Aardvark (formerly The Fitchetts)

Known by some of its patrons as "the pig" which refers to the animal rather than the building but is suitable for the building too because it really is an eyesore. The pub is owned by South Africans and works as a hub for the local South African community. It was named only for its South African connections and its name has no connection with local heritage. Its former name, The Fitchetts, was referred to a former landlord.





Some of the pubs which no longer exist are shown on the SE16 website. There were loads of them! There's an even more startling list on the History of Pubs in London website. One of their new additions to the list of closed pubs is the Quebec Curve, a modern pub which opened in the late 1990s and closed in 2008.


Main sources
deadpubs.co.uk
Stuart Rankin's Maritime Rotherhithe History Walks 1
Stuart Rankin's Maritime Rotherhithe History Walks 2
Portcities website

Monday, May 4, 2009

More from May 1st


Blackthorn (also known as Sloe). Unripe fruit.
Prunus spinosa
Rosaceae



Vetch (vicia) but I'm not sure which one
The flowers look like common vetch but the leaves don't seem to match.
Those leaves are very distinctive so it should be easy enough to identify when
I've been through a few more books
Fabaeae




Canary wharf across the hawthorn from the Butterfly Sanctuary



Russia Dock Woodland
Woodland walkway next to Waterman's Walk




Drone fly
Eristalis tenax
Named for similarity to the drones of some types of honey bees


Sunday, May 3, 2009

Flowers from May 1st


Common Birdsfloot Trefoil
Lotus corniculatus
Leguminosae
Perennial


Herb Robert
Geranium robertianum
Geraniaceae
Annual



Greater Celendine
Chelidonium majus
Papaveraceae
Perennial



Dog Rose
Rosa canina
Rosaceae



Herb Bennet
Geum urbanum
Roasaceae
Perennial

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Butterflies from yesterday


Peacock
Inachis io


Large white
Pieridae brassicae


Comma
Polygonia c-album


Green-veined white
Pieridae napi


Wood White
Leptidea sinapis

Friday, May 1, 2009

Greens and whites

Today's walk in the park was glorious. It was a bit breezy but at 3pm in the afternoon it was still sunny, blue-skied and seriously enjoyable.

As usual, click on the photograph to see the bigger image if required.

The main impression on entering the park is that everything was green, topped with white - every shade of green and white that one could think of. Trees, bushes, shrubs and plants are all expanding into life with leaves, shoots, fruit and flowers. The woodland path next to Watermans Walk is bright with deciduous and evergreen leaves, with the silver leaves of the birch and the near-yellow robinia adding real variety to the upward view. At eye level the hawthorn is beautiful, rich and strongly scented.

Nearer to knee level along the same stretch of pathway the stinging nettles and cow parsley are aiming for world takeover but thankfully the grass cutters have been out, keeping the expansion under control and leaving a deliciously sweet aroma in the air.

Elsewhere the bluebells are slowly going over, the primroses and gorse have gone along with the white dead nettles. The red dead nettles seem to be much less in evidence. The fruit blossoms have all gone over. The cherry laurel blooms are now completely brown and dead. It will be interesting to see what comes next. The bright yellows of the dandelions and their relations are dying off, and their seed clocks are becoming denuded of seeds. All change.

There are many survivors, however, including the inevitable Cow parsley and Cleavers, Green alcanet, which is expanding fast, purple Honesty and white Garlic Mustard both of which are developing masses of thin oval seed pods, and the Three-cornered Garlic which is now fully in flower beyond the butterfly sanctuary but looks as though it will be going over shortly. The tiny pink flowers which were so difficult to identify last week (Mountain/Hedgerow Cranesbill) are now holding their own amongst the daisies.

These survivors are now being joined by some lovely new colours amongs the trees and shrubs - the Dog roses and Field roses are coming into flower, and promise to be a real marvel in the coming weeks. The blackthorns lost their blossom over a week ago but are now coming into fruit - hard and light green. The ivy is unfolding new leaves which are so bright and shiny that they seem almost artificial, as though they have been newly polished and varnished.

At ground level there are many new flowers including Herb Bennet, Herb Robert, a variety of buttercups and a bright pink vetch.

The ponds were quiet. The Downtown pond seemed to be doing okay but the run-off into the Watermans Walk channel was completely dry. I don't know what has happened with the new water supply that was supposed to be going in last week, and need to find out. The hawthorn frames the Downtown Ponds fabulously and the colours of the vivid white, the green and the reflected bright blue sky were terrific. I could see tiny fish swimming in the pond but there was no bird life to be seen there, aquatic or otherwise.

At Globe Pond things were equally quiet. A single Canada goose was relaxing on the central pontoon and there were some TRUE people working on a pathway, but there was nothing much else to see. I didn't go through the gate and instead took the path up towards the windmill where the cowslips are still providing a yellow display, but are quickly going over. I will be sad when they have gone completely because they have been a real pleasure. On the other hand, I spotted the first of the Wild and Field roses in Stave Hill and was delighted to know that they will soon be everywhere.

At the Stave Hill pond there was certainly something to see - a medium sized white dog was creating a giant-sized disturbance in the water and having a wonderful time, much to the consternation of its owners ("bad girl, BAD girl"). The water was so thoroughly disturbed that all that could be seen was mud.

In all damp areas and ponds the reeds and other water plants seem to be doing very well. The yellow flags are looking very healthy and seem set to provide us with a marvellous display this year. They are considered to be something of a weed because they are so invasive, but they are wonderfully decorative.

I saw no foxes or squirrels. Perhaps there were too many people around. I only spotted a handful of insects apart from flies and a myriad of butterflies. The butterflies included several whites, two Brimstones, several Meadow Browns, a Comma, a Peacock and a small blue butterfly which was far too far away to identify.

Apart from the butterflies the wildlife may have been in abeyance, but the public were very much in evidence - people with bikes, pushchairs, children, picnics, books and dogs. It was busier than I have seen it in a long time. Everyone seemed to be uplifted by the sun and flowers. I wish that I could have taken a video of a woman playing with her dog - he had one end of a rubber toy and she the other and they were having a tug of war which was so funny to watch. People were stopping in their tracks to enjoy the spectacle.

There will be several more posts following this one, to show off some of the new additions to the Springtime array.



Monday, April 27, 2009

Independent article about butterfly spotting

The Independent (Michael McCarthy)

If you go down to the woods today . . . you're sure to see butterflies
Saturday 25th April 2009

Go down to Kew in lilac time, wrote the poet Alfred Noyes in a ditty called The Barrel Organ, which sang the praises of the blossoms and birds in the Royal Botanic Gardens at the height of spring. Shame he didn't mention the butterflies.

For Kew Gardens is where The Independent began its own part of the Great British Butterfly Hunt this week, with auspicious results. In the course of a single visit – with lilacs and bluebells blooming – we spotted six of the dozen early-spring butterflies we have already profiled. With casual sightings earlier of two more, this takes us up to eight species in our attempt to see all 58 British butterfly species in the course of a single summer – and April is not yet over. Today we once more invite readers to join in the hunt, not least as a low-cost cheering-up exercise in the current economic gloom. Butterflies are free, remember, in more than one sense: free-flying, which is a great part of their charm, but these most beautiful of insects cost you nothing to gaze upon. We invite you to join our quest to see as many as possible, and the person sighting the most will win a special safari with the charity Butterfly Conservation, to search for the last and most elusive of all the British species: the brown hairstreak.

To enter, briefly record your sightings as you make them – native species, exact location and date seen, and your name – on the butterfly blog page which is now on our website at independent.co.uk/britishbutterflies (write the sighting under "leave a comment").

Record them also in your own butterfly diary and send us this, with a short (no more than 250 words) description of your hunt as a whole, by 12pm on Monday 17 August. Enter by post (Independent News & Media, 2 Derry Street, London, W8 5HF) or by email (britishbutterflies@independent.co.uk). Schools are particularly welcome to enter and below we give details of how to obtain The Independent's stunning glossy wallchart of all Britain's 58 butterfly species, which was first given away free two weeks ago. Schools, or indeed anyone who missed it, can now obtain a copy of the chart entirely free.

We suggest you start your hunt the way we did, in a local park, where many of the more common early-spring species will be visible (it is only later that you will have to start making special trips). You need a warm sunny day, because butterflies, like all insects, are cold-blooded and need to warm up before they become active; a rainy day will mean disappointment.

Your correspondent's local park, in South-west London, just happens to be Kew Gardens. This is a superlative butterfly site and well worth a trip. Although it is the world's most celebrated botanical garden, Kew manages its 300 acres for British butterflies (and other wildlife) as well as for its sensational plant collection, and the results are a pleasure to behold, with 28 species – just under half of the British total – having been recorded. One day this week, I went for a two-hour visit, and in the glorious spring sunshine with which we have been blessed, saw six different types of butterfly.

All were appealing but perhaps the most charming were the two which best personify the English spring – the orange tip and the brimstone, both to be seen in the conservation area around Queen Charlotte's Cottage in the gardens' south-west corner. The orange tip shows a dazzling contrast between its pure white wings and their jazzy orange ends, while the larger brimstone is like a fluttering, butter-coloured leaf (this may be the origin of the word "butterfly"). Elsewhere, two attractive brown butterflies were visible: in the collection of oak trees along the Thames was the speckled wood, chocolate brown with cream rings on its wings, spiralling up from sunny patches to chase off its rivals, and along the cedar walk was the comma, a warmer brown, with a characteristic flight pattern of flitting then gliding.

Small whites were everywhere, jinking over the spectacular seas of bluebells and landing on some to take their nectar. Fluttering around a hawthorn bush near the pagoda, I saw a small scrap of flying blue silk: a holly blue. Two earlier sightings had been casual, when I was not specially looking: on 5 April, in a cemetery on Merseyside, I saw my first butterfly of the year, a peacock, and in a garden in Dorchester on 10 April, I saw a small tortoiseshell.

Eight down, 50 to go. Next week, as The Independent's Great British Butterfly Hunt gets moving, we hope to bring you the results of our first expedition into the countryside for less-common species: the Duke of Burgundy, the green hairstreak and a couple of skippers.

How to get your wallchart

To help you take part in the Great British Butterfly Hunt we are offering something special: The Independent's spectacular, free, full-colour wall chart showing the 58 native British butterfly species, which has been widely praised.

As some readers may have missed it, and schools in particular might have done so because the chart was first published during the Easter holidays, we are offering it again. To receive the chart free, with free postage and packaging, visit www.independent.co.uk/promo-offers and input your details, using the reference code BUTTERFLIES.

Wallcharts will be sent to the address provided, by second-class post. Offer available while stock lasts.


JOIN THE GREAT BRITISH BUTTERFLY HUNT

www.independent.co.uk/britishbutterflies



Tuesday, April 21, 2009

More from Sunday

As usual, click the image to see the full sized photograph.





Perennial Sow-Thistle seed head
Sonchus arvensis
Compositae
Perennial



Cherry blossom



Cowslip
Primula veris
Primulaceae
Perennial


Bee
Not a clear enough photograph to identify which type



Downtown Pond




White Dead-Nettle
(Lamium album)
Labiatae
Perennial

More from Saturday



Daisies, dandelions and red dead nettles
Great colours






Ivy-LeavedSpeedwell
Veronica hederifolia
Scrophulariaceae






Shepherd's Purse
Capsella bursa-pastoris
Cruciferae
Annual or Biennial

The heart-shaped features are seed pods



Perennial Sow-Thistle seed head
Sonchus arvensis
Compositae
Perennial

Whistler 1860 Etching Print Rotherhithe, 1860

https://antiquehelper.com/item.php?itemID=2054





James Abbot McNeill Whistler (British/American 1834-1903), "Rotherhithe", etching on paper, area of etching measures 10 3/4" x 7 3/4".

Signed and dated 1860 in print lower left.

In excellent condition with some yellowing to paper from age.

Auction: Arts and Antiques
Date: January 03 2004

Presale estimate: $3000 - 4000
Price Realized: $1150





Monday, April 20, 2009

Sunday with the macro lens

I was in the park by 2pm yesterday, and had abandoned the telephoto lens in favour of the macro lens.

I am having all sorts of difficulties with the camera at the moment due to the requirement, imposed by a serious bout of conjunctivities, to resort to my specs. Trying to use a camera with my glasses has turned out to be an unexpected challenge. Anyway, here are some of today's results, as mixed as they are.

Quite unlike Saturday, the park was absolutely full of bodies when I arrived on Sunday, yesterday. There were a group of four eastern Europeans having a quiet picnic next to the curving path next to Waterman's Walk and when I arrived at the green there were dozens of people enjoying themselves. Another group of eastern Europeans were enjoying a spirited football game and there were couples watching them and individuals sitting in the sun reading books. The atmosphere was very good, with everyone in great spirits.

Left is a close-up of an Honesty flower (Lunaria annua) which is spreading happily throughout the woodland and ecological park. The flowers will be present until June, after which the oval-shaped translucent seed pods will remain, if they aren't taken by flower arrangers!

New since Saturday were red campions, which had come into flower in a corner of the ecological park where I had been standing only the day before and elsewhere (bugle, white comfrey and ground ivy).

An unexpected patch of primroses, quite extensive, had probably been there for a few days but I had missed them, and they look lovely in amongst the cowslips.

I saw several squirrels but no foxes.

There were the same mixture of insects as on Saturday, including speckled-wood butterflies, one of which I rescued out of Stave Hill Pond with the aid of a long stick, and three peacock butterflies, one of which looked as though it had already had a hard life.

The ponds were much as they had been on Saturday. There was a lone moorhen on Dowtown Pond, I saw lots of fish and pond skaters at Stave Hill Pond, where there were also a pair of mallards and there was the usual mix of mallards, coots, and moorhens on Globe Pond, with two Canada geese in evidence.





White Comfrey
Symphytum orientale
Boraginaceae
Biennial or perennial



Ground Ivy
Glechoma hederacea
Labiatae
Perennial



Red Campion
Silene dioica
Caryphyllaceae
Perennial or biennial



Bugle
Ajuga reptans
Labiatae
Perennial


More photographs from Saturday


View of Canary Wharf from Russia Dock Woodland



The compass sculpture, a piece of public art which is no longer accessible,
hidden behind two sets of fences erected by Barratt Homes.
Stumps of the trees felled by Barratts are in the foreground



Pontoon by Norway Cut Swing Bridge in Greenland Dock
All the plastic is part of the coots's nest, rearranged daily by the proud parents!



Coot Chicks, Greenland Dock



Coot Chicks, Greenland Dock

Red RF Route 202 in 1929

http://www.red-rf.com/rf-350

Introduced as the 202 by independent companies G.H. Allitt & Sons Ltd and Robert Hawkins & Co Ltd ('Nil Desperandum') on 23 Jul 29 (initially only from New Cross to Rotherhithe Red Lion, but extended at the end of the year), the two operators were joined in 1931 by Renown Traction Co.Ltd (for 4 months, until their only bus caught fire) and E Puttergill ('Golden Arrow'). Between November 1933 and June 1934, the three remaining companies were acquired by the LPTB, operation from Old Kent Road garage (P) starting in January 1934.

In 1935, the Rotherhithe New Road terminus became known as 'Canal Bridge', whilst Clifton Rise was still known locally as Clifton Hill. In May 1936, the small ex-independent one-man buses were replaced by nine crew-operated side-engined 5Q5s, running every 5 minutes. The route was always single-deck operated because of low bridges in Trundleys Road, including one carrying the Bricklayers Arms goods yard line which descended at a shallow gradient for the very heavy goods trains. However, it was a very busy route, so whilst the Qs gave 15 years' good service, the route was an early priority for conversion to the new RFs in 1952, providing an extra 4 seats on each bus. Conversion was staged over the period 13 to 24 December as the new RFs were licensed.

See the above page for more and click on the image to see the detail on the destination sign at the front of the bus.

Insects from Saturday








Sunday, April 19, 2009

Work to be carried out to restore water levels in RDW

It is good to see the local ponds and marshes coming back to life. I saw lots of small fish and a common pond skater (Gerris lacustris) in the Stave Hill pond, plenty of aquatic birds on Globe Pond, and yellow flag lillies and various reed types springing to life wherever there are year-round damp zones.

Steve Cornish, the chairman of the Friends of Russia Dock Woodland, recently sent round the good news that the ongoing problems with the water supply could be near to remedy. One of the problems with supplying water to the ponds and channels is the state of the water pipes which deliver water to these areas. They were originally made of corrugated metal which encourages sedimentation. At 25 years they are also well past their sell-by date, allowing the roots of plant life to crush them, preventing water flow. Next week it is planned to replace them with reinforced flexible polypipe which will resist silt build up and will be strong enough to fend off root damage.

The new water supply will prevent the drying up of key ponds and channels, which will ensure the otherwise endangered fish and invertebrates on which much of our local birdlife depend, including the herons and kingfishers. The loss of these waterways would have undermined the valuable biodiversity of the parkland.

An article in The Guardian newspaper entitled "Digging for biodiversity: return of the humble pond" highlights the importance of small ponds for the protection of all types and size of wildlife in this country (31st January 2009). Many new ponds are being artificially created by a numebr of groups, including Pond Conservation in order to protect an increasingly endanged form of ecosystem: "Ponds have long been the poor relation of freshwater - dipped in by children, but largely ignored by grown-ups and scientiests. Partly as a result, maps and government surveys suggest that in the last 150 years the number of ponds in Britain has halved. Of those that have survived, eight out of 10 are now damaged by falling water tables, pollution running off farmland, roads and urban areas, and invasion by alien species". Experts are now estimating that two thirds of all freshwater species in Brtain live in ponds rather than in rivers or lakes and that the threat to ponds is significant threat to freswhater biodiversity. A new project called The Million Ponds Project has been launched to address this problem. Many of these pond schemes, such as those already established in the 1990s in Pinkhill next to the Farmoor reservoir near the Thames at Oxford, ahve become a phenomenal success. Those at Pinkhill, for example, are now home to 85 species of wetland plants and 165 different invertebrates, including many less common species. See The Guardian's website for the full story by Juliette Jowit which has a list of the ten most common and the ten rarest pond life species.

It is good to know that in the Russia Dock Woodland and Stave Hill Ecological Park, as well as elsewhere on Rotherhithe, the promotion of freshwater biodiversity is helping to address a nationally recognized problem.













More photographs from Saturday 18th April


Probably Wild Cherry but not a good enough photo to tell
I just like the colours!



Violets




Greater Celendine
Chelidonium majus
Papaveraceae
Perennial



Spanish Bluebell, light blue and pink
Scilla hispanica
Liliaceae
Perennial




Wallflower
Erysimum cheiri
Cruciferae
Perennial



Still working on it!

More flowers from yesterday


Three-Cornered Garlic
Allium triquetrum
Liliaceae
Perennial



Mountain/Hedgerow Cranesbill
Granium pyrenacium
Geraniaceae
Perennial



(Possibly) Crab Apple
Malus sylvestris
Rosaceae



Gorse
Ulex europaeus
Fabaceae
Perennial




Garlic Mustard
Millaria petiolata
Cruciferae
Biennial

With lea-shaped seed pods

Saturday, April 18, 2009

More photographs from Saturday


Groundsel
Senecio vulgaris
Asteraceae or Compositae



Cowslip
Primula veris
Primulaceae
Perennial




Meadow buttercup
Ranunculus acris
Ranunculaceae



Crab apple?


Boys lying on the quayside, Rotherhithe c.1914


Portcities

Description: Young boys lying on the quayside and peering over into the river at one of the Rotherhithe wharves. Waldo McGillycuddy Eagar took many photographs of the Thames and the people who lived, worked and played along its shores. His work forms a remarkable document of a maritime community that no longer exists.

Creator: Waldo McGillycuddy Eagar CBE

Date: c. 1914

Blue skies and new shoots

I arrived in the Russia Dock Woodland at 12.15, having had to return to the house once to get more clothing. It was deceptively sunny out there. Beautiful, but with a serious wind chill factor. I haven't been in the park since early April and it always amazes me how, in all seasons except winter, the colours and patterns change so quickly. There are thousands of insects everywhere. Some plants have gone over after a brief explosion of life, some which have been in flower for a long time have grown thicker and richer and new colours are everywhere.

The daffodils have gone over completely, leaving behind only a few dead heads surviving over tall dark leaves. The blackthorn bloosom has gone over but has been replaced by bright new leaves. The glorious gorse is reaching the end of its life with some patches already brown whilst others are an explosion of dense bright orange-yellow clusters. A tiny handful of celendines remain.

But whilst some plants are coming to the end of their seasonal display, others which have been around since early spring have continued to flourish and are spreading across the park like bright legions. At ground level speedwell, common chickweed and purple dead nettle are mixing with the dandelions and daisies, providing an absolute riot of colour in the short grass. Some of the dandelions have already produced translucent white globes, brilliant in the wind, floating away on the wind with the blossom petals. Groundsell is lurking everywhere. Looking upwards there is cherry blossom in full bloom and everywhere new buds and leaves are appearing. Taller white dead nettels are spreading, white garlic mustard is going mad and there are more patches of purple honesty. The more mature garlic mustard plants have now developed seed pods which is good news for the orange tipped white butterfly whose caterpillars particularly like them as food. Green alkanet is forming dense clumps with its bright blue flowers. I thought that the violets had vanished completely but I was enhancted to see a small patch of valiant survivors in a corner of the ecological park.

New flowers which have appeared since my last visit include meadow buttercups, bluebells in light blue and pink, greater celandine (which looks nothing like lesser celandine), wallflower and three-cornered garlic with its delicate white bells. There were also enchanting deep pink flowers, tiny little things hiding in the grass surrounding the green, possibly mountain cranesbill. These little bright pink gems are few and far between but look out for them because they reward closer examination. Shepherd's purse is spreading itself over a large area, with its distinctive little heart-shaped seedpods. Even wild strawberries have established themselves. Rather less delicate, cow parsely dominates huge patches of the woodland.

In shurbs and trees the elder flowers have appeared, big domes of white flowers over big dark leaves. The hawthorn is now in blossom and looks very fine.

In all the damp zones yellow flag leaves are growing tall and in the damp bed opposite Stave Hill Pond the reeds are beginning to come through, which is very pleasing. The ponds all need more water, but there will be good-news a post about that in the next few days. The water in Stave Hill Pond is as clear as I have ever seen it and little fish, some as long as two inches, were darting around in the sun.

There were lots of flies, bombulius majors, bees, hover flies, butterflies and a single wasp. There were lots of speckled wood butterflies and a number of whites, although the whites remain elusive as they refused to settle. There were no commas today.

Water birds were mainly on Globe Pond - mallards, coots, moorhens and a single Canada goose. In the trees and shrubs the only birds I could identify apart from the ubiquitous pigeons and magpies were robins and Great Tits. I could hear plenty of different types of bird song but could not see the perpetrators.

There were no butterflies in the butterfly sanctuary but it is beginning to return to life, slowly. The grass is beginning to grow and plants are gaining height.

Throughout the ecological park the vetch is coming back, which will be delightful when it comes into flower. The roses are also looking healthy and should be in flower in the next few months.

I saw a single squirrel but no foxes.

On the green, as I headed back towards the bridge over Redriff Road, there are two additional park benches.

Walking past Redriff School before crossing the bridge I looked into the fenced off devestation that is the Downtown site. I was sad to see that the compass sculpture still hasn't been moved to a suitable location and is still surrounded by barriers. The trees that once stood around it have been felled to a foot from the ground and now all that remains are the bare raw stumps.

The Thames Path was quiet in spite of the perfection of the day, but the Surrey Docks Farm was busy with families happily exploring the sights. I was hoping to see the piglets but the path was blocked off with the warning "bee swarm".

On leaving the farm I was horrified to see that the animal sculptures are no longer there. Have they been removed for their safety or have they been stolen? If anyone knows please let me know.

On Greenland Dock everything was quiet. A single juvenile seagull was busy, but the only other area of interest was the pontoon by the Norway Cut Swing Bridge where a pair of coots have made their nest with a vast array of plastic and aquatic vegetation. The coots already have two chicks which are already quite huge! Three unwary mallards were soon given their marching orders as the chicks preened on the pontoon, unconcerned.

I will post more photographs in the next couple of days.


More photographs from Saturday


Ivy
Hedera helix
Araliaceae
Perennial




Garlic mustard on the left
A member of the bugloss family on the right? Yet to be identified.



Probably the Wayfaring-tree
Viburnum lantana
Caprifoliaceae (honeysuckle family)
Decidous



Dandelion clock
Taramacum officinale
Asteraceae
Perennial



Red Dead-Nettle
Lamium purpureum
Lamiaceae
Annual



Common Hawthorn
Crategus monogyna
Rosaceae
Deciduous

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Rotherhithe street names - Part 1

Brunel Road
No prizes for guessing that this road was named for Sir Marc Brunel, architect and engineer of the Thames Tunnel, the world's first tunnel to pass under a river. Marc Brunel was supported in the project during its earliest stages by his better known son, Isambard Kingdom Brunel. The Brunel Engine House is now a museum in Rotherhithe village, and part of the tunnel which has been available for public viewing should be open again in 2010 when the East London line re-opens.


Gataker Street

Named after Thomas Gataker who was a Puritan and the rector of St Mary's in Rotherhithe village from 1611-54. There's a biography of him on the A Puritan's Mind website.

Lower Road
This was the lower (most southerly) of two roads available to take from Deptford to London Bridge. A milestone at the Mayflower public house shows that it was a two mile walk from their to London Bridge along Rotherhithe Street - this being the safter of the two routes.

Paradise Street
The palace of Edward III, otherwise known as the "paradise", the ruins of which remain visible outside the Angel public house.

Redriff Road
The term Redriff is another name for Rotherhithe. There are a number of theories about where the name comes from. One is that older maps mark red gravel beds, so the name might have meant "red reef".

Rupack Street
This is connected to the story of Prince Lee Boo, who was brought back to England from the Pelau Islands to be educated. The story is shown on an earlier post. Prince Lee Boo's father was the island's king or, in the local language "rupack".

Salter Road
This road was named after Dr Albert Salter. Dr Salter started work at Guy's Hospital in the late 1880s but was so shocked by the poverty of patients that he was treating in the Bermondsey area that decided to devote his energies to improving conditions in the area. He moved into Bermondsey (his house can still be seen in Wilson Grove) and established several institutions to support local people including an insurance society, a home for convalescing patients in Kent and a school on Sunday mornings for adults. He continued to work as a doctor, charging a minimal fee for patient visits. Dr Salter's wife Ada was London's first female mayor. Their only daughter, Joyce, died in 1910 of Scarlet Feaver at the age of eight.

Teredo Street
The Teredo is actually a bivalve mollusc, but its more common name is a shipworm because it appears worm-like due to its elongated body and reduced trilobed shell, which is specialised for wood boring. The Teredo was an absolute plague to the builders of wooden ships and other submerged wooden items like piers, pilings and docks. From the late fifteenth century attempts were made to protect wooden hulls with copper sheathing.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Last lot from Wednesday 1st April


Stream behind Globe pond



Peacock butterfly
Nymphalis io


Daffodils


White Dead-Nettle
(Lamium album)


Grey squirrel

Friday, April 3, 2009

More from Wednesday 1st April


Blackthorn and Gorse



Garlic Mustard
(Alliaria petiolata)



The second tiny flower from Wednesday which I have not yet identified





Cowslips
(Primula veris)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

More photographs from yesterday


Ivy-LeavedSpeedwell
Veronica hederifolia
Scrophulariaceae



Male Mallard on Globe pond
Anas platyrhynchos



Shield Bug



Mute Swan on Greenland Dock
Cygnus olor



Dandelion
Taramacum officinale
Asteraceae
Perennial

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Back in London, a week and a half on

After a great week in north Wales I rushed into the park after all my morning chores at 1pm, eager not to miss the best of the sunshine. I needn't have worried. It is a beautiful afternoon.

The park had changed a little in the week and a half that I've been away. There are bright Lesser Celandines (Ranunculus ficaria) beginning to appear everywhere with their pretty heart-shaped leaves, but they are nowhere near as prolific as they were in Wales earlier this week. The violets in the ecological park have gone over so completely that you wouldn't know that they had been there. In Wales the violets are at their peak, one of many signs of how much later Spring has been up there than in London. I am so glad that I had the chance to enjoy them in all their glory while they lasted.

The story is very different with the biennial Garlic Mustard (Alliaria petiolata). My father says that Garlic Mustard is also known as Jack-by-the-hedge, which I hadn't heard before. The one lonely plant in flower has been joined by dozens of others throughout the woodland and ecological park. It is a similar tale with the Red Dead-nettle (Lamium purpureum), which is now abundant and forming beautiful carpets of purple colour. They are being joined in one or two places by their white cousin, the White Dead-nettle (Lamium album) which is rarely seen before April. I was delighted to see great swathes of Cowslips (Primula veris) throughout the ecological park. The butterfly sanctuary has been planted with cowslips in neat squares of earth, presumably to spred them even further, but they look desperate for water. In amongst the Germander Speedwell (Veronica chamaedrys) I spotted two types of tiny white flowers. They are both distinctive but none of my books has been able to help me identify them. I was particularly pleased to see what looks like Blue-Eyed Mary (Omphalodes verna, above) coming into flower in various places in both the ecological park and woodland. The bright deep blue of the flowers against their deep green leaves is a pleasure to see. There are lots of dandelions and daisies, the enemies of garden lawns but all lovely in the woodland and ecological park.

Of the shrubs and trees the best displays are being offered by the laurels and the trees in blossom. Each laurel has flowers in various stages of display - some of them are just about to come into bloom, others are in full bloom and others are going over. The blackthorn trees have full blossom without leaves, but other trees have both blossom and leaves, and they are all looking beautiful. At one point I turned from photographing some insects and saw snow. A gust of wind had blown off hundreds of tiny petals and the air was filled with a snow-like blizzard of pure white. The catkins and pussy willow have now gone over.

There were lots of butterflies but they defied my attempts to photograph them: several whites, some commas and two peacocks. I also saw two shield bugs. There were a scattering of other insects, including bees and flies, but apart from the butterflies it was very quiet on the insect front.

The birds were few and far between, apart from the pigeons, but the tits were very vocal. There were tiny fish in Downtown pond, mallards and a couple of coots at Globe pond but no sign of life at Stave Hill pond. The coots have quietened down, which is a relief. Sitting for a quick pint at the Moby Dick I saw two swans on Greenland Dock, together with some coots and mallards.

I'll add some more photographs from today over the next few days.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

RSPB garden bird report

I am in north Wales at the moment for my birthday, hence the lack of photographs from SE16, but I noticed that the results of this year's RSPB Garden Birdwatch have been released to the public, so I thought that I'd add a short gap filler before I return home next week.

The Garden Birdwatch attracted a record of 552,000 for the Birdwatch, which took place in January, and recorded 8.5 million birds of 73 species.

The Guardian has covered various aspects of the Garden Birdwatch with stories throughout the year to date, and last week, on 25th March 2009, reported that the "The long-tailed tit has emerged as the surprise success story of the RSPB's Big Garden Birdwatch, its annual garden bird-counting survey. The RSPB believes that the tiny bird's rapid growth in numbers is due to a run of mild UK winters." Goldfinches have also risen in terms of numbers observed.

Sadly there are losers as well as winners: "House sparrow numbers have fallen by 63% since the first survey, and starling numbers have dropped by 79%."

The results of the Birdwatch are tabulated here by the Guardian, in order of most numerous to least numerous, or the same results can be downloaded in PDF format from the RSPB's website (61KB) here.

The Top 10 are shown on the RSPB's website here.

One of the really conspicuous aspects of the bird life in Stave Hill Ecological Park are the sheer numbers of goldfinches and Great Tits, and the remarkably few numbers of any types of sparrow. We are doing well for robins too, and starling numbers seem to be quite healthy.



Sunday, March 22, 2009

Last lot from Thursday


Pair of mallards on Stave Hill pond



The former reed bed opposite Stave Hill pond



Cowslip, Stave Hill Ecological Park




Brimstone butterfly



Perennial Sow-thistle
Sonchus arvensis
Compositae
Perennial





Saturday, March 21, 2009

A brief visit

After the demoralizing visit to the Downtown site with other members of the DDC I wasn't really feeling like celebrating the joys of spring and I really wasn't ready for a light hearted walk. But we had a newcomer, Lisa, amongst us so we took her into the park beyond the site where the trees have now been completely smashed. It was useful to show her what the site backs on to, and the areas which the development will impact. I am glad that we went because the Downtown site may have made me thoroughly miserable but the park cheered me up no end.

Steve took the mick out of me about having a broken memory card in my camera last time and asked if everything was okay this time. I said that it was but it was a huge sin of omission - the only lens I had with me was the macro lens on the camera, which wasn't exactly great for either the Downtown fiasco or for good views of the parks. Never mind.

We walked out of the site around Downtown pond, where I was lucky enough to see a Great Tit or Blue Tit, which was busy making a nest in one of the boxes made and put up by the local school. I was particularly glad to see it because my father and I had seen one sounding out the very same nest as early as the 28th December 2008, which I photographed and posted. I got an almost identical picture today. At the base of the tree there was a big clump of Honesty coming into flower, with purple blooms and untidy green leaves. We pointed out the bat boxes to Lisa, which occupy trees on the same row.

Sue Agnew told me that she had seen a heron at the Downtown pond yesterday, and we wondered whether this was the same one that had been here all last year. We also wondered about the nesting habits of herons but we needed Mike Scott to let us know, and left none the wiser. When I got home I looked them up. Grey herons nest in trees, sometimes as solitary couples but often in colonies. I was initially surprised about the fact that they sometimes live in colonies, only ever having seen individual herons in England. But I then remembered the many times that I have seen herons in groups on the granite boulders in Aswan, all sharing each others space. Perhaps English herons, like some English people, prefer the politel formality of keeping one's own space private rather than the Egyptian custom of forming happily gregarious groups :-)

The next stop was Globe Pond. There was a lot going on. A small girl in a bright pink coat was feeding a whole host of mallards and some coots, accompanied by her father, and beyond them we spotted a lovely grey heron and two very fat Canada geese.

Proceeding through the ecological park we passed blossom and violets, many Bombulius major and bees, and two comma butterflies. Stave Hill itself was covered in daffodils which sparkled in the sun, and the view from the top over the woodland was wonderful. The woodland below was a blend of colours provided by new leaves and blossoms, a fabulous range of shades picked out in bright sunlight.

I went home directly from Stave Hill, mainly because I was beginning to get cold. I saw nothing more of specific interest other than a small white terrier who was making himself thoroughly wet and dirty in the soggy channel that runs parallel to Waterman's Walk, and which I am fairly sure belongs to Antony. But the light was fantastic, a silvery pale-gold which filtered through the trees and picked out all the bright new greens. Lovely.

There were lots of people in the woodland and ecological park today, and it was very enjoyable to see everyone having such a good time.

When I arrived home I took some work onto the terrace and went to watch the world go by on and around Greenland Dock for the next couple of hours. Unlike the parks the dock was surprisingly quiet. There were no boats and only a few birds using the water, and not many people walking along the paths which surround it. Of the birds there were the inevitable coots and some seagulls. Two Canada geese floated up, perhaps the same pair that had been at Globe Pond earlier in the day. The highlight of the birdlife was a shag which flew the length of the dock only inches above the surface, so black that it almost blended with the darkness of the waters. I love the shags and cormorants. When swimming along the surface their bodies are almost completely submerged and they look around them endlessly, constantly alert. When they sit on the buoy with their wings held out to the sunshine or breeze they seem almost eternal, like statues. Beautiful. I saw one fishing yesterday and he caught a really big fish, which he proceeded to dispatch in an awesomely efficient way.










More from Thursday






Friday, March 20, 2009

Yesterday's Bombulius major







Thursday, March 19, 2009

Les Butler's Blog

Thanks to Les for letting me know that he has moved his blog to a new host. He is now on blogger at the following address:
http://lobutler.blogspot.com/

Do check out his new site. There are already some lovely spring photos to see, including a fabulous one of a dragonfly which makes me very envious because I've seen no dragonflies at all this year so far. The photo on this post of a shieldbug is also one of Les's recent photographs, and again I haven't managed to see one of these this year.

I have changed the link in the Links bar on this site but if you want to look at his old website it is still up and running on Opera at:
http://my.opera.com/lesbutler/blog/

Bright sunshine but a chill breeze

I left the house at just after 1130 and it was warm at the time. There were lots of people in the park, especially dog walkers. Everyone seemed to be cheerful and it was a really good atmosphere.

I wasn't expecting to see many differences between today and earlier in the week, but there were still some new faces.

I saw several bee-like insects which I have never seen before (photo on the left) but I think is Bombulius major due to its enormous proboscis and its habit of hovering My book says that it is completely harmless. I'll post some more photos in the next few days. I also saw the first hover-fly that I've noticed this season as well as bees, butterflies and flies. Amongst the flowers I have noticed in last week or so are some bright celandines in the Woodland and cowslips in the ecological park (of which there are probably going to be 100s behind the windmill).

There were no frogs at Stave Hill pond, but there were two mallards there where I have never seen aquatic birds before. Last year it was the domain of dragonflies and damselflies, which have yet to emerge. Last year's attractive reed-bed opposite the Stave Hill pond has a reservoir of slightly orange water in it, which is hopefully a good sign for the future regrowth of the reeds later in the season.

At Globe pond there were a lot of mallards and coots. Between the stirring up of the water and the loud voices they were creating a din to rival the school next door. They were certainly doing a good job of oxygenating the pond.

I saw one fox. I rounded a corner and there it was. i don't know which one of us jumped most. It moved very quickly to hide itself in the undergrowth, but before it left its scarcoptic mange was horribly visible.

It became increasingly cold and I eventually cut my walk short an hour and a half later, returning home to find some much-needed warmer clothing.

Now, at just before 4pm it is somewhat overcast and distinctly chilly. It was good to enjoy the sunshine whilst it lasted.





Cherry Laurel
Prunus laurocerasus
Roasaceae
Evergreen




Bee. No idea which one.
There are dozens and none of the markings on this one match anything in my book.




Lesser Celandine
Ranunculus ficaria
Ranunculaceae
Perennial



Cowslip
Primula veris
Primulaceae
Perennial

More from 18th March 2009






Germander speedwell
Veronica chamaedrys
Scophulariaceae
Perennial

A lovely, tiny flower that likes woodland, grassland and wasteland, so it
should be right at home here. This photograph was taken
in the woodland not far from the Downtown pond.



Cherry laurel

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Spring life, colours and shapes.

I was woken, for the umpteenth morning in a row, to the sound of coots on the dock. They make the most god-awful din.

I looked out at the bright sunshine and got up with the happy intention of going over the road to see what, if anything, had emerged since the weekend. It wasn't a particularly early start in the end, and I left the house at just gone 11am. But everything seemed to be fast asleep. There were only one or two birds crouching in trees, and I had the park to myself at first. But it soon started to wake up. My first happy sighting was a rusty coloured Wren, immediately followed by a gaggle of Blue Tits where the pigeons usually sit. I was attracted to them by the sheer volume of noise that they produced.

I went to see the Downtown ponds but there was nothing new to see. On Globe Pond there were several pairs of mallard, which was nice to see, and an inevitable bunch of coots, but no frogs or toads are spawning in their usual place.

Walking into the ecological park bird song was so loud that it filled the entire air. The most distinctive voice was that of the Great Tit, with its repetitive call, but I also saw sparrows, finches, robins, starlings and blackbirds as well as the much larger crows, pigeons and magpies.

The shapes and colours of new shoots and flowers continue to fascinate and enchant. Pink blossom has joined white, and the great clouds of gentle colour are lovely. I saw one small clump of primroses and they were super to see, an unexpected pleasure.

There was more insect life than in previous weeks. There were several flies and I saw a number of comma butterflies including one which stayed quite motionless for several minutes in the sun. I also saw a couple of white, but they were too far away for me to identify. Honey bees are taking advantage of the pollen-laden pussy willow which is all over the ecological park and the woodland, and there were a couple of bumble bees in the grass.

There were no foxes to be seen but I saw too very busy squirrels.

I walked back via the Downtown site where metal railings are now in position around the compass. There was no felling taking place. Other work being carried out between the Health Centre carpark and the road appeared to have something to do with large piles of sand or earth.

I crossed the rbidge and had the Thames Path entirely to myself, which was an eerie feeling.

Walking back along Greenland Dock the peace was only broken by the wretched coots, which were tearing the air apart with their screams. As soon as one starts the others all join in and the din is deafening. Apart from the coots the only other birds that saw were a handful of seagulls, three mallards and two swans.

The scene at the Moby was entirely different from that of the previous weekend. When I rounded Tavistock Tower at 1230 there was simply no-one there. All the benches were empty. The contrast betweeen the heaving chaos of Sunday with the over-heated people, the semll of chips and ketchup versus today's peaceful quietness was truly remarkable. Not that I have anything against chips and ketchup but it was all a bit overwhelming in the warmth of the day.

The weather forecast predicted cloud for the afternoon, but I am glad that it was wrong. It has been an idyllic day.










Tuesday, March 17, 2009

More from Sunday 15th March 09










Monday, March 16, 2009

More photographs from yesterday









Sunday, March 15, 2009

Sunshine is like magic - it brings us all to life

Today was the perfect day for getting a few chores done before heading out without further delay into a stunningly beautiful spring extravaganza.

I delayed to plant out some flowers which I had bought earlier in the week, updated two of my websites, swiftly consumed a hasty brunch of home made rillettes on toast, and I was ready for off. I left at 1220, launching myself into the bright sunshine, heading forth beneath a flawless blue sky. Great stuff.

The spring greenery is coming along nicely, new shoots appearing whilst existing ones begin to expand or break out of buds. The crocuses are over now, but the daffodils are emerging in bright shifts and the violets have expanded to cover an area far larger than I recall from previous years. They are quite wonderful. Yellow Flag irises are flourishing in any damp area, only inches tall so far. Newly flowering plants include forsythia, campanula and speedwell. Lots of trees of all sizes are about to explode into full blossom, with one or two already putting on a very fine pure white show. Catkins and pussy willow are everywhere and both the Woodland and the Ecological Park breathe life and energy.

In the Russia Dock Woodland there were small brids singing but they were all very high in the trees, perhaps because of the sheer volume of people wandering around. The only birds braving the ground level were the crows, magpies and blackbirds., the latter making a huge din as they turned over old leaves. I checked last year's woodpecker nest which was near to the Green but although it was clearly visible there were no signs of an occupant. It was a different story in the Ecological Park where thickets of low level trees and shrubs offer greater protection at a lower level. Here there were lots of birds singing although the only ones I actually saw were Robins and Great Tits. The spring plumage of the Robins is so bright that it is almost impossible not to find them when you hear their song and look for them. They are wonderful.

A couple of mallards were on the Downtown pond but the only other aquatic birds to appear in any number were a few coots and moorhens on Globe pond.

There were no foxes or squirrels and very few signs of pond life, although it must be down there somewhere. Insects are beginning to emerge. There was a crowd of honey bees on a tree with pollen-loaded catkins by the Green, next to Waterman's Walk and I saw two white butterflys and three yellow ones. The whites were too far away to narrow down, but there was no doubt about the vivid yellow ones, which look as though they have been painted with highlighter pens, and were obviously Brimstones.

In the butterfly sanctuary the grass is still short, and there are no signs of insect life, but the shrubberies are coming back to life and small squares of exposed earth in the grass mark places where new plants have been recently planted., hopefully to attract butterflies and other insects. I hope that they grow to be happy members of the community! I was looking out for Les Butler in the Stave Hill area but although he wasn't there it was good to see someone else inspecting the butterfly sanctuary with an interested eye.

I headed towards the SurreyDocks Health Centre, aiming to cross the road using the bridge and walk some of the Thames Path. A sorry spectacle awaited. As well as the ugly wooden hoardings that have been erected by Barratt Homes, there are now metal fences which seal off the entire health centre site. The devestation visible through the bars of the fences made me feel rather sick - big mature plane and cherry trees, some up to 25 years old, felled and left lying over what was once a communal seating area for visitors to the health centre and the nearby school. One of the trees has been felled and left to lie on top of one of the Dockland Development Corporation's sculptures, a compass which once filtered water to form a fountain at the centre of a seating area shaded by tall trees. The trees were lost, miserably, last week but surely the sculpture could be saved? I really don't know how Barratt's can justify this blatant pice of disrespect for a landmark feature installed in the days when local authorities cared about the area. The sculpture should have been moved. It is community property. This cold disregard for our local property makes me very angry.

Abandoning the truly depressing carnage I crossed the footbridge and headed for the Thames Path, passing more banks of daffodils. It was nice to see lots of people enjoying the sunshine. I walked back through the Surrey Dock Farm which was full of families admiring and interacting with the animals. The pigs, which I adore, were all sunbathing. The donkeys were being much-pampered and all the livestock seemed to be enjoying the day, along with the rest of us. At the Farm's pond I paused to look in and there were hundreds of frogs or toads enjoying the sun. It was too sunny to see which they were, but it was great to see them all there. I must keep an eye open at Globe Pond because if they are at the Farm they must be at the pond soon.

I came back home along the side of Greenland Dock. Yesterday there were Great Crested Grebes but today I could only see one. The shag was in his usual place, wings spread wide as he balanced on a buoy in the centre of the dock. One pair of coots have set up their nest on a pontoon by the Norway Cut Swing Bridge, and their nest is adorned with a tangled mess of bright and very ugly bits of plastic bag, wrappers and bin liners. Yesterday a Great Crested Grebe was stealing a piece of binliner from the pontoon.

I rounded the corner of Tavistock Tower, the former dock inlet into Russia Dock, to come back into Russell Place and was confronted with chaos and bedlam at the Moby Dick. The place was absolutely heaving with people downing drinks and vast plates of food. Poor Margaret was delivering and removing plates and collecting empties as fast as her legs would carry her.

When I returned home I sat on our communal terrace and watched the world go by on Greenland Dock, and on the walkways around it. Sailing boats, bicycles, people with pushchairs, groups of people, even one lunatic swimming - they all passed by, blured to the waterside by the bright sunshine and the warmth. For the first time in months I bumped into people I haven't seen for many months, even though they are quite close neighbours. It was good to chat. The sun has brought us all out once again.

I'll post more photographs from today over the next couple of days.



Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Last lot from Friday 27th February 2009

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Canary wharf seen from the Downtown Pond
through a lovely curtain of catkins and silver birch bark



A lovely display of reeds at Downtown pond





Violet, Stave Hill Ecological Park
Just on the basis of my photographs it could be any one of three.
I need to go back for a better look. Life is so hard! :-)




Garlic Mustard
Alliaria petiolata
Brassiacaceae
Biennial

Named for the smell emanating from the leaves, when crushed.
Can be used for food flavourings and medicinal purposes.
Apparently if cows eat the leaves it taints the taste of the milk produced
One foodplant for the caterpillars of the Orange-tip butterfly which like to eat the seed pods




Crocus
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Monday, March 2, 2009

Photos of trees taken on Friday 27th

















Sunday, March 1, 2009

Birds from Friday 27th February 2009


Great Tit
Parus major



Yet to be identified




Mallards on Globe Pond
Anas Platyrhynchos





One of the new bird boxes
Nice to see them being replaced on an annual basis when needed



Moorhen
Gallinula chloropus



Saturday, February 28, 2009

Walking donkeys on the Thames Path

It is not every day that you come home the long way round, along the Thames Path, and run into three women walking a dog and two donkeys. Great to see. I very much like that fact that the Surrey Docks Farm donkeys are given a good outing from time to time.

I had been going to post some mail and buy a local newspaper but I still had my camera in my bag and somehow ended up in the park. Although it was not early there were very few people there, which surprised me for Saturday because even though it was quite grey it was also quite warm.

Even two days on has seen some changes, and I expect that this will continue to be the pattern for the months leading up to and throughout the summer. Lots more daffodils are in flower now, which is lovely, although many more are yet to come into bloom so there is still much to look forward to. I went to revisit the violets to see if I could narrow down the specie but was unable to do so. I really need to take my books with me next time.

I didn't see any foxes today, and there were no butterflies or bees, but there were squirrels, the birds were everywhere, small and large, and all seemed to have something to communicate. The Great Tits were particularly deafening, their distinctive call resounding across the treetops. A tree full of Goldinches was a terrific sight and an amazing sound. Different types of finch chattered and darted around, and House Sparrows were dotted around all over the area, and I saw several Robins.

Of the larger birds the magpies were out in staggering force. Walking around a corner I sent a group of them into flight and counted seven. A few minutes later in a different area I saw another five, all on the grass together. The vast black birds were out in large number as well but I still cannot pin down what they are - either jackdaw (which I'm leaning towards due to the black beaks) or crows. There was an entire tree full of starlings who all looked at me without interest, but which proved to be impossible to photograph usefully due to the angle of the light.

Walking back along Greenland Dock I saw with amusement that Coots are again nesting on the pontoon by the blocked cut-through to the shallow remains of Norway Dock, in a vast array of rubbish. There were Great Crested Grebes on the main body of water in Greenland Dock and a few seagulls, but apart from some more Coots there was nothing else to see. There were no geese, which surprised me because they woke me this morning making the most amazing ongoing din.







More from yesterday, 27th February 2009

None of these photographs is great. Again I had the wrong lens on the camera, having left in a bit of a hurry with my museum lens and without my telephoto zoom.

The last of the images shows the worst case of scarcoptic mange that I have seen so far this year. The poor creature has almost no fur left. The first, second (right at the top of the stream) and third photos all show the same fox that I had the close-up photographs of last week.





Friday, February 27, 2009

A perfect Spring day

Today was remarkable. It is the end of February and today was less like a perfect Spring day than a perfect early Summer day - except that the plant life is all absolutely typical for the season. The ideal combination.

There are going to be hundreds of daffodils and a couple of the brave souls have stuck their heads out, bright yellow characters against bright green backgrounds. Crocuses were out in huge number, many in tidy beds prepared along the edges of Waterman's Walk, others scattered through the Woodland. One or two fugitive purple crocuses are popping up along the side of the green. Snowdrops are still out and look lovely in amongst the bolder colours of the newer spring bulbs. In a little corner of Stave Hill Ecological Park there were, to my absolute delight, violets. They come up in the same place every year. Daisies, so annoying in a perfect lawn, are beginning to come into flower and look lovely. The gorse continues to flourish a show of bright yellow flowers.

Even the trees were coming into flower, which may help me to identify them because I'm not generally very good at identifying trees.

There were birds in the trees, singing beautifully, but very few water birds. I spotted a Robin, a Acouple of Great Tits, Goldfinches, several House Sparrows and a small grey bird which I have so far been unable to identify. There were also a few pigeons and a couple of blackbirds.

I saw two foxes, the one of them first down at the Globe Pond stream which later moved to sunbathe where I photographed it before, and the second in the area behind the windmill. The one behind the windmill was in a dreadful state. If the scarcoptic mange goes untreated I don't think that we will have much of a fox population left by the summer.

I disturbed a squirrel which is something of a novelty at the moment because they are so few and far betweeen. Before I went away in October last year they were virtually tripping people up at every corner and you could hear them everywhere even when you couldn't actually see them.

There is still very little in the way of insect life around. I saw two honey bees and a single bumble bee. To my amazement I saw a butterfly. In spite of the fact that it refused to settle even for a second I followed it for a short distance but it was clearly a fritillary. Without getting a closer look it was impossible to know which one.

I will post more photographs from today over the next few days.











Sunday, February 22, 2009

New Book: Great Houses, Moats and Mills on the South Bank of the Thames

An Amazon alert has just informed me that the following book is now available for pre-order. I thought it might be of interest to other residents of the area. The price being quoted by different suppliers varies substantially so I would recommend that you shop around if you decide to pre-order it. Amazon and Oxbow books are both offering it for pre-order

Great Houses, Moats and Mills on the South Bank of the Thames: Medieval and Tudor Southwark and Rotherhithe (MoLAS Monograph 47, Museum of London Archaeology Service 2008) (Hardcover)
by Simon Blatherwick (Author), R. Bluer (Author)

Product details

* Hardcover: 240 pages
* Publisher: Museum of London Archaeology Service (10 Oct 2008)
* Language English
* ISBN-10: 1901992837
* ISBN-13: 978-1901992830


Product Description
Regeneration in the 1980s-90s on the south bank of the Thames resulted in archaeological and historical investigations at Platform Wharf, Rotherhithe, and next to London Bridge, in Southwark. The development of both sites from the 14th century is of major interest. The Rotherhithe property was acquired c 1349 by Edward III and the existing house rebuilt by him in 1353-61 with two courts, including a riverside range of apartments. Royal interest ceased after Edward's reign, and the house passed to Bermondsey Priory in 1399. The fragmentation of the site into smaller properties, including ones with industrial uses, is charted. The Southwark site contained three notable residences during the medieval period and tidal mills on the waterfront.The 14th-century moated house of the Dunley family and a pleasure-house built by Edward II, the Rosary, were both acquired by Sir John Fastolf for his own grand London residence in the 1440s. In the later 16th century there was massive immigration into this part of Southwark and by the mid 17th century the former moats and gardens were built over with small properties and alleys. The moat infills produced exceptionally rich assemblages of domestic artefacts and ceramics, the waterside location preserved a wide variety of plants, timber structures and woodworking evidence.


Saturday, February 21, 2009

More photographs from yesterday



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I cannot even dredge up a best-guess on this one.
I'll need to ask someone.



The new hoardings at the Downtown site by the Surrey Docks Health Centre.
Inevitable, I guess, but so very ugly.



This little pond was a seething mass of Yellow Flag last summer
So I assume that these little shoots are more of the same. Very pretty!



Possibly a bit premature for a guess but it may be that this is
Cherry Laurel (Prunus laurocerasus) or a relative.



This always looks like something out of a low budget horror film to me.
Definately terrestrial but terribly eerie at the same time. All
darkness and decay, lined up in neat little rows along the path.
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