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Thursday, 21 January 2016

West Country Tour … Ilfracombe: Verity, The Starter Bar … part 13 …



The “girls of Ilfracombe” come next in my West Country tour commentary … I've put in more photos of The Starter Bar, than I have of Verity ... she will command your attention - that is sufficient ... and I can share food photos!

Taken, not by me, when it was sunny!




It’s not quite what you’d expect at the end of a Georgian/Victorian fishing harbour pier … a sixty-six feet + high stainless steel and bronze statue: certainly I had no idea of its attendance in Ilfracombe!







Verity taken in the rain and dark - sorry!




We were bemused … I suspect Jenny was horrified, but she held her thoughts well … we wandered quickly round and returned to face the harbour and town.  I went back the next morning, still in the rain to take a photo or two …





From my iphone across the harbour -
she stands tall



The creator of Verity – you will almost certainly know well, or of: Damien Hirst – the formaldehyde, diamond skull creative artist.  I leave it at that … more can be found.





The law books Verity stands on


The town accepted the loan of the statue, for 20 years, with restrictive rights – no close up photos for marketing purposes etc … Verity is pregnant, she holds a sword aloft, carries behind her back the scales of justice and stands on a pile of law books. 





Plinth attached to the pier


Hirst describes the piece as a “modern allegory of truth and justice” and in his youth was inspired by Edgar Degas’ “Little Dancer of Fourteen Years” and it is thought he may have used this painting in the creation of Verity.






Prawn and Apple soup - it did look good



He has given an art block to his children’s school in Combe Martin … it is state of the art – silly phrase!  There are art galleries in the town … and he has bought a few of the houses on the harbour frontage … created a restaurant-bar for the in-crowd … and a private place where he can entertain his celebrity friends.






The Starter Bar's fun clock ...



I gather the statue attracts tourists to the town … awesome or an eyesore … your mind will tell you … Verity was tested in a wind-tunnel … so looks set to be around for the next 17 ½  years of her contract and will continue look out across the Bristol Channel to Wales.







Charlotte and Alex


The other girls are more down to earth … spotted a niche market, dared to dream about entrepreneurship, loved to cook … and opened “The Starter Bar” …






… this was where we went for supper, rather than our ‘old salt’s tavern’ that probably wasn’t serving dinner at all … it was different and was interesting – we both found dishes we liked the sound of … and with a glass of vino or two – quietly tucked in …





The young sisters, Charlotte and Alex, share a passion for cooking and foods … they offer dishes they themselves love to eat … so good for them in determining that age is no object to giving it a go … it was popular even on a Monday.



Jenny finishing off with another sundae -
which she loved!




They say that their family, and the local community have been really encouraging, helping out, or give advice where they can – it looks like they’ll be doing well, and certainly we wish them success.








Cocktail anyone - to take away the shock of 'Verity'?



So … those are the three up-front 21st century women of Ilfracombe – they are away from 1980s Madonna’s bra-theatre side of the town, but tucked in very sensibly just back from the lifeboat-station and harbour.



Hilary Melton-Butcher
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Saturday, 28 September 2013

The Bateman Arms, “Mangelwurzels” and Strawberry Hill Gothic ...


To the border country, diagonally across middle England, my trusty steed of four wheels took me ... before Bateman’s Arms in Herefordshire welcomed me to stay awhile ...
The Bateman Arms


The Inn has recently been taken over by a local couple and is already thriving ... it helps having a social outlook with good contacts ... the pub had been allowed to drift downwards ... so was ripe for some rejuvenation.


A cousin of my mother’s lives nearby and is not able to travel, hence my visit to see her ... having not been up since last year, when I picked Jenny up (another cousin of theirs) to drive her down to Cornwall for the Memorial Service.

The Coach House - bedrooms


I recognised “my garage” in Leominster – and from then on the spiral of tiny lanes made sure I lost my way numerous times ... “that garage” constantly appeared to at least give me a handle that I was still in the right vicinity!


The bar's fireplace
The pub was very welcoming ... and had very good food – so much so ... that I was able to arrange a private room for my cousin and I to have a quiet lunch ... courgette soup with a parmesan crisp and home-made bread, followed by mushroom and tomato risotto, with a side salad – plenty for small eaters ...

The somewhat dumb waiter ... and glass stand


As befits an architect (not me!) a copy of Pevsner’s Guide to Herefordshire appeared and we thought a quick visit to Shobdon Church warranted a walk ... this was unrealistic as it happened being considerably further than anticipated and thought not prudent in the circumstances of elderliness ... 


I know that we would both love to see the Church, as it has recently been refurbished to its previous amazing glory.  Strawberry Hill Rococo Gothic style church it certainly is ... it calls me for another visit sooner rather than later!

Shobdon Church pulpit
Church website

The Strawberry Hill type of architecture came about for the church style here at Shobdon, as Lord Bateman was great friends with Horace Walpole, of Strawberry Hill House fame at Twickenham – a place that was in the process of being refurbished (2010) ... and now that needs a visit ...  


To get back to The Bateman Arms ... Lord Bateman’s history will need to be told another day ... it is woven into English history – that at times I despair of ... so convoluted! 

Monkland Blue cheese
Suffice to say ... talking about 
  • a salad of Monkland blue (cheese), poached pear and candied walnuts, or 
  • Ham Hock and white bean terrine with home-made piccalilli, or 
  • “Mac’s” whitebait – which I decided on ... taking me back a few decades ... as a starter – delights me far more – less taxing on my brain!


My "Mac's" whitebait ...
Or ... sharing platters for two could be had – this seems to be the trend in this country ... mix and match ... 

  • marinated baby artichokes, scorched peppers, blush tomatoes, olives and mozzarella with a dressed salad, oil and bread; or 
  • flakes of poached salmon, home-cured mackerel, crayfish tails, smoked salmon, smoked prawns served with aioli, tartar dressing, salads and bread, or 
  • how about a platter of Trealy Farm charcuterie, home-made piccalilli, chilli and balsamic oils with warm bread and a salad ... now I’m hungry!

 
Trealy Farm charcuterie for sale

... then for the mains there was plenty of choice ... pies and mash: vegetarian, fish, chicken or beef; a slow-cooked lamb shank with mash, honey roasted carrots and parsnips and a tasty herby gravy ...

My beefburger ... 

... home-made lasagne, steaks various – depending on your appetite, all served with field mushrooms, roasted tomatoes and heaps of triple cooked chips!


I had the homemade Herefordshire beef burger ... without the bap (remember: the same large soft roll I mentioned during my Gospel Burger post), coleslaw, home-made tomato chutney, garnish of salads and a basket of fries ... positively delicious!


as it says on the label
Desserts ... Lemon Tart, Cheesecake or ice-creams were on the menu, as well as home-made apple pie ... and coffee ... this section I didn’t partake in ... but I did have a cider or two, couldn’t miss out on some Herefordshire ‘zider’!!


“Mac’s” whitebait were requested to be added to the menu by Tracy’s son, 7 or 8 ... discerning taste-buds in the offing ... they were very good Mac – so thank you for suggesting that addition to Chef Jim for his menu ...

Potato trailer ... 


To tie all this in ... chuntering along in my trusty steed behind great trailers of potatoes ... reminded me of “mangelwurzels” ... and the Wurzel’s song “Combine Harvester” ... potatoes were dropping and bouncing all along the lanes ... 


Strawberry Hill House, Twickenham

Thankfully that garage at Leominster regularly turned up and I managed to find my way back to the Arms of Bateman ... in the village of Shobdon, with its Strawberry Fields Rococo style church ...



It was a good stay - thank you Tracy and Simon – I then went on and met up with a couple of blogging friends, one from the States ... more to follow ...


Hilary Melton-Butcher

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