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Ms (Leigh) Bella St John aka Luxurious Nomad ~ https://ElegantisVitae.com/

Tuxford’s Working Windmill

Setting out on a beautiful crisp morning, I went in search of Tuxford, first it’s mill and then it’s horse museum…

One of only six working windmills left in Britain, the Tuxford Windmill is the only independent working windmill in Nottinghamshire and uses grain grown in the field adjacent to the mill – it couldn’t be fresher!

This lovely lady and her husband (in the photo above) own and run the mill, and live on the premises.

…and now to find the horse museum!

~ Bella

Welcome to Winter

“Let it snow”… and it did!  It was ever so pretty…

I finally managed to extricate the car and went for a short spin…

…and home safe and sound…  All this snow fell in around 12 hours – impressive!  🙂

~ Bella

 

Kirkstall Abbey Museum

From the first time I saw the Abbey Museum on a documentary, I have wanted to visit… and so, on a lovely clear, crisp morning, I headed off…

Across the road are the Abbey ruins – I wasn’t up to exploring those all in the same day, but might make a separate trip to do so another day…

Walking through the door, I felt like I was transported back in time to “home”…… back to the Victorian/Edwardian eras where I feel ever so much more at home than in the present…

Time for a spot of lunch…

…then off for a general driving meander…

…and headed home to my lovely little holiday cottage, just as the sun is thinking about going to bed…

…another perfectly lovely day…

~ Bella

Harrogate

After leaving Roche Abbey, I basically just drove for ages, no particular destination, and came across lovely Harrogate…

…then back through the hills to my lovely little cottage…

~ Bella

Roche Abbey

Leaving my lovely little cottage on the edge of the Peak District, I went in search of Roche Abbey…

This isn’t the main Abbey, but it was so lovely!

One would need very little and very nimble feet to climb those stairs!

From the English Heritage site: “Beautifully set in a valley landscaped by ‘Capability’ Brown in the 18th Century, Roche Abbey has one of the most complete ground plans of any English Cistercian monastery, laid out as excavated foundations. Founded in the 12th century as a monastry of the Cistercian order, Roche Abbey was once home to 50 monks and 100 lay brothers.”

~ Bella

 

Fort Perch Rock at New Brighton

…after leaving the canal museum, I headed toward water of a different kind…

Built in 1829, this amazing structure is now privately owned… During WWII a rather interesting form of camouflage was used for the fort during the war – it was made to look like a coastal tourist resort, with a fake lawn painted on the grounds, and ‘tea’ signs put on the structure itself!

…and then back to my lovely hotel, originally built in 1812…

~ Bella

 

National Waterways Museum Ellesmere Port

I love canals, so was in my element here at the museum…

My very first bacon sandwich since I left Great Britain – ok, I know that shouldn’t be something worthy of a photo, but it was!  Yum!

I was only up to wandering around half of the museum on this visit – will do the other half next time…

~ Bella

Farewell Romania – Hello England!

Leaving beautiful Romania… but going to equally beautiful England…  I wasn’t expecting to visit Great Britain again for some time, but restrictions changing made this the best next destination for me… By the way, I have ceased calling the area “the United Kingdom”, as they haven’t felt all that ‘united’ for some time – but I prefer “Great Britain” anyway… it harks back to ‘my’ era of the late Victorian and Edwardian eras…

So, on to my journey…

I love how these clouds actually follow the landscape!  If there are any meteorologists reading this post, please reach out and tell me why this is so…  Thanks!

Champagne breakfast… Delightful…

After staring at and play with this “coat hoot” button for ages, I finally asked the man in the seat near me if he knew how it worked…  This lead to a wonderful conversation with my fellow traveller – a fascinating man who is a multi-talented artist in several disciplines, and turned out to be very much a kindred spirit… and yes, he did help me get it sorted!  (one turns then pulls, if you are ever in need of a coat hook)

Arrived at Heathrow for a four-hour layover… and was fascinated by yet another button… this time a supposedly “self-cleaning” elevator button…  really………….?  The sweet man pushing my wheelchair said as far as he knew it was the same button that had always been there – just now with a sticker above it…  Hmmmmm…

…a view of times gone by………

…and arrival at my beautiful hotel…  I am here just for a week or so to get settled and sorted, then have rented a pretty little cottage for the duration of my stay…

The staff here are ever so lovely – and it’s like being in an old-fashioned family sit-com… they are hilarious and just wonderful…

…and the view from my balcony… bliss!

~ Bella

Historic Hotel Casa Capșa


Magical lightshow on the ceiling of my suite:

 


For one of the poorest countries in Europe, Romania does ok… btw, the Ferrari dealership here apparently sells more Ferraris than any other in Europe… (view from my lovely suite)

 

Historic Lime Street Bazaar

Continuing my leisurely journey… I eventually came across an amazing place with an equally amazing history…  The “Hanul cu Tei”…

Built in 1833, the “Lime Inn” was built in what was then the commercial centre of Bucharest…

…and was immortalised in the writings of the famous Romania author, Peltz…

…but it wasn’t until the 1940s, that things really became ‘interesting’ here…

Here is an excerpt from https://www.stelian-tanase.ro/gangsterii-de-la-hanul-cu-tei/:

“Teohari Georgescu, as interior minister, has created an entourage of criminals. He was a corrupt minister during which the distance between the political world and the underworld seemed non-existent. Teohari Georgescu was interested in buying foreign currency, the golden rooster, to make a fortune, he lived on a big footing, his famous burglars Constantin Cairo or Florică Voinescu were also good friends. The thieves were no longer afraid of anything, robbed, killed or raped. The Soviet military indulges in robberies, robberies, rapes. The master of Bucharest in the 1940s was Kalashnikov. You saw corpses in the streets, dead bandits or innocent passers-by falling under gunfire.

When he was made interior minister, Teohari Georgescu’s first concern was to call in the bandits Cairo and Voinescu. They had been imprisoned with Teohari Georgescu. He called them, they came thinking they were going to arrest them. He offered them, on the contrary, to make them policemen, with the mission to break up the gangster networks. The two also became members of the PCR.

The big blows were given to Hanul cu Tei, Curtea-Veche, Lipscani, Gabroveni, Şelari, Smârdan, or Uliţa Işlicarilor streets between 1944 – 1948 were almost every night the target of attacks, robberies, extortions, crimes, because the strong center commercial here offered a rich prey. The historic center was the center of business on the black market, you could buy anything from silk stockings to a tank, everything was for sale. It was also an area of ​​prostitution.

In the 1940s, the Lime Inn was once again a thriving trading center. The police could no longer cope, but when the judicial police inspector, the legendary Eugen Alimănescu, is appointed chief commissioner, things begin to change. Alimănescu did not bother with the bandits in the trials. He made a brigade of 22 incorruptible, young men, who were fine with the pistol, coming from the front. He formed the Lightning Brigade with them. He acted according to his own methods, in fact Soviet. Instead of arresting the criminals, taking them into custody and then going to court, they preferred to shoot them in the street. Experience had shown them that once arrested, bandits escaped by paying tips.

Following an ambush organized by him, the two gangster-commissioners, Cairo and Voinescu, about finding out that they were plotting a burglary, had no choice and shot each other. Eugen Alimănescu made orders with summary methods. But its star disappeared when Bucharest began to recover after the war. A “Alimănescu of fsot arrested two years trimispentru the Danube-Black Sea Canal. Released, he ended up under the wheels of a train on the Bucharest-Sinaia route. He knew too much and his mouth had to be shut.”

…and back ‘home’ to my beloved Casa Capsa Hotel…