There are a few pieces of music so fused in the place for which they were commissioned than Joseph Haydn’s Seven Last Words. It was written for use in the Good Friday services at the Oratorio Santa Cueva, the Holy Cave, in Cádiz, SW Spain, in 1785. Visit this intimate little Baroque gem, where paintings… Continue reading
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Game of Thrones crowns N Ireland locations
The eighth and final Game of Thrones series opens Sunday April 14. We were on a quest to a spooky place, deep in the countryside. Night was closing in. Malign forces were messing with our satnav. Or were we just out of signal? The clammy Northern Ireland mist did not help. Now, what did… Continue reading →
How Prague stays fresh and interesting, despite the crowds
Prague is one of Europe’s elite cities, renowned for its picture postcard views, fine old buildings, a magnificent medieval clock, abundant beer and tasty dumplings. This is a list of my favourite things. 1 Grand design Prague is listed as one of Europe’s most beautiful cities by UNESCO, the UN’s cultural agency. Emperor Charles… Continue reading →
Tolkien’s forgotten years in Leeds
Tolkien, the feature film, follows the author of The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings, two of the greatest fantasy stories in the English language, from his schooldays in Birmingham, through his days as a student at Exeter College, Oxford, to the First World War, when he served as a soldier. The film was directed… Continue reading →
Take the Conan Doyle tour to find the real Sherlock Holmes
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes was first published in The Strand Magazine in 1891, but the publication of twelve short stories, in 1892, brought the detective and Dr Watson to the masses. In a VisitEngland survey, 43% of respondents said they were interested in visiting locations associated with the writer. And, as VisitEngland points out, it all… Continue reading →
King Arthur? His last battle was probably quite near you
Ah, King Arthur. I’m sure he was here. Somewhere. I’m standing high above Southern England on the west end of the Marlborough Downs at dusk searching for a Dark Ages super hero. Everyday life continues far below me, in the evening deluge of traffic up and down the M4. In the distance a late… Continue reading →