Thursday Doors

Thursday Doors in Cardiff

My wonderful wife won a national prize for her work. The presentation ceremony was in Cardiff. Getting there by train could have been problematic with a possible rail strike this month, so I was recruited as chauffeur and plus one.

While she basked in glory and participated in workshops, I wandered the streets of central Cardiff in the June sunshine.

This facade looked very impressive, dwarfing the doors.
Royal Chambers
My smart phone camera isn’t that good unfortunately
Number 28 needs to water the plants
Bank in Queen Street
Number 8 is guaranteed to give the postman backache
Needs a bit of tender loving care
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Thursday Doors Norwich city

Norwich has been a city for centuries, but this month, Her Majesty the Queen created eight new cities to celebrate her Platinum Jubilee. My final photos of the city:

What a cracking door
This telephone box actually had a working telephone inside. No smoking, but I think they ought to have a sticker saying “Not a urinal”

Talking of toilets, here is a beautiful church tower with a toilet cistern clearly visible behind the decorative window. Well, when you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go.

St Saviours Church in Magdalen Street

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Thursday Doors Norwich shops

Norwich has some majestic architecture, but I was fascinated by the shopfronts.

Rhubarb and custard colour scheme
A site for sore feet
Kool for hipkats vinyl records
Sewing machine repair shop
Corner door shop
Fishergate, next to the river…
The letter box is low enough to give the postman lumbago, but the decorative tiles are lovely
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Thursday Doors Norwich city

Norwich is a wonderful city, with a different church for every week of the year. And a different pub for every day of the year

Here’s one of them

The beer festival was in full swing this week.

When there are so many different beers to sample, a week can take a while month

Consuming excess alcohol might lead you to think this building was wonky. But it actually leans like this.

Even the protective fencing is leaning too

But if beer is not your tipple of choice you can always visit a wine (bar) cellar

Open doors
They should get a pest exterminator. Not the most attractive of addresses.
That’s what we all need
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Thursday Doors Norwich

Her Majesty The Queen celebrates her platinum jubilee this week. This means the nation has two extra holidays. So I went to Norfolk, walking on the beach at Cromer in the bright sunshine and biting wind blowing directly from Siberia. Bracing is an apt description.

Shop window in Norwich

After eating dinner in an Italian trattoria in the centre of Norwich, I took a few photographs of the doors around the cathedral.

I love the flinty cobblestones
This way to the chapel
Hounds tooth decoration around the door. I like the fancy scrolling iron work
And this miserable excuse for a door is just around the corner from the main entrance to the cathedral. Suitable for a humble parishioners entrance? Remind me of the movie scene where Indiana Jones has to pick the cup used by the Jesus
The cathedral has a school for its choristers

The cathedral courtyard is very impressive and well worth a visit. More photos of secular Norwich next week.

Paris Thursday Doors

Thursday Doors bits and pieces of Paris

Some other doors that took my fancy

Now a historic hotel. I think Boutet made guns.
Obviously down to earth British designers in Paris
Unfortunate angle on this photo
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Thursday Doors Le Marais

The old Jewish quarter is achingly hip nowadays. Jim Morrison was living there when he died. The shopping is fantastic, the markets full of the freshest and most expensive fruit and vegetables, the restaurants catering to all tastes.

Solid doors.
Tall doors
Plain doors
Grey doors
Scarlet doors
National Archives
Purple doors
Woodend doors with metal strips, in the Places des Voges
Sully Hotel gardens with impressive door
Close up
One of the wider streets in the Marais
Paris is for lovers, whatever their ages
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Thurday Doors Grands Boulevards

Baron Georges-Eugene Haussmann cleared the slums of central Paris to lay out a grand design of long wide avenues in the mid 19th Century. Napoleon III had returned from exile in London in 1848 and was disgusted by the filthy, overcrowded centre of Paris. So he appointed the Baron to renovate the city, with modern sewerage (les egouts), clean air and plenty of light. The plans incorporated new railway termini, an opera house and street lighting so that flaneurs and prostitutes could walk the streets in the evening in comparative safety. The wide pavements allowed restaurants to place tables outside on the street, for drinking and dining en plein air. The plan included parks, clean water supplied by reservoirs; 100 miles of boulevards constructed over 17 years, costing the modern equivalent of US$ 75,000,000,000.

One district escaped from his plans – Le Marais, (marsh) a predominantly Jewish neighbourhood which is now gentrified. See next week’s Doors.

Etoile, the star, with the Arc de Triomphe on the Champs Elysees.
Dior, being renovated. There were queues outside Louis Vuitton, too.
Rather grand
The Town Hall, Hotel de Ville
The doors of the Spice Union… “all for one and one for all” reminds me of the Three Musketeers.
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Thursday Doors view of a Flaneur

A flaneur, is a boulevardier, someone who enjoys strolling round town. We walked for miles around Paris, observing the different localities, some posh, some down at heel. And I photographed some doors.

Robert Zimmerman and a zebra either side of an exploding door, at the art & technical school
And the next door along…
What a pretty door
How very French. The French Federation of the Aperatif. A little something to get your gastric juices flowing before a meal.
Very smart wooden doors, with polished brassware, under a fancy ironwork Juliet balcony.

Posh number 72.
Engineers and firemen work here. The doors seem very narrow to allow a modern fire engine to exit.
Number 74 needs a bit of tender loving care.
Le pet shop beside the Parc Canin. La Laisse means the leash.
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Thursday Doors in the Graveyard

Walking down the hill from Montmartre, I passed the cemetery. Most graves have narrow plots with a stone pillbox containing the family ashes.

They all have DOORS.

Doors of tombs at a cemetery.
I am not sure how the Migeons are related to the Viellards, perhaps they are higher up the social scale. This doesn’t really matter when you are dead.

The most famous and largest graveyard in Paris is Pere Lachaise. It covers 110 acres of a hilltop in north-east Paris. For fans of “Emily in Paris”, there is a scene in which Luc takes Emily there, to show her the tomb of Honore de Balzac. It took us ages to find it. Jim Morrison, lead singer of the Doors and member of the 27 club (rock stars who died aged 27), is interred in the cemetery, as is Edith Piaf, Chopin, Proust, Sarah Bernhardt, Moliere, etc.

Gates of Pere Lachaise Cemetery

Napoleon declared the cemetery open in 1804, saying that any citizen had the right to be buried there, regardless of religion or race. It now holds the remains of over a million dead. After the Paris Commune was overthrown, 147 communards were lined up against a wall in the cemetery and shot.

Outside the cemetery, there is a monument to Parisians who died fighting in World War One, with thousands of names written on metal plaques.

Rossini’s corpse was exhumed from Pere Lachaise and taken to the Basilica Santa Croce in Florence
Another sepulchre in Pere Lachaise.
Rather ironic – “mure” means mature in French, together with the Grave family.