Ancient And Modern

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We spent most of the day with Becky and Ian at Emsworth.

Following a wander about the town, we lunched at The Greenhouse Café, then walked down South Street to the harbour, returning to Becky and Ian’s flat in North Street.

Tattoo Studio

Opposite the flat a new tattoo studio has recently opened. Its slogan perhaps reflects its targeted clientele. During the last decade or so this test of endurance has become all the rage.

M.R. Starr butcher & fishmonger, tandem cyclists and reflection

M.R.Starr butcher & fishmonger and bead curtain

edibleemsworth.co.uk describes M. R. Starr in the High Street as a high class butchers/fishmongers serving both the general public and local restaurants. The rear rider on this passing tandem seemed content with her apple. Note the bull woven into the bead curtain screening the front door.

H.H. Treagust and sons butchers

Further along the street stands another butcher’s whose website tells us that ‘H. H. Treagust & Sons is a family run butchers that has been trading for 90 years. It was founded by Harry Hurst Treagust in 1924 and is now owned by Richard (Great-grandson). Richard together with son Benjamin, wife Suzanne , cousin Raymond Treagust and John Pugh continue to maintain Treagust’s reputation of providing top quality goods and service.

To mark this 90th year on the High Street, son Benjamin has expanded the range of sausages available – HARRY’S Posh Pork Sausages “Flavours For All Seasons.”  So check out the blackboards for this weeks special!’

Mungo Brooks Emporium

Becky is often used as a consultant for charitable organisations setting up events material on line. One of her useful messages is the advice not to mix fonts. Perhaps those responsible for the recently new image of Mungo Brooks Emporium could have used her services.

Jackie, Derrick, & Ian in Mungo Brooks Emporium window

In this second picture Jackie has joined Ian and me in the reflections.

Public Library

Those readers capable of deciphering mirror writing will know that the public library is situated in Nile Street.

A Victorian Chapel to St Peter,

The Greenhouse Café 1The Greenhouse Café 2The Greenhouse Café 3

a cinema, and a theatre are all previous incarnations of the excellent Greenhouse Café where we enjoyed our lunch. It will come as no surprise that my choice was the all day big breakfast.

Dog in boot

Becky had asked a gentleman leading a rather large animal what it was. ‘It’s a dog’ he replied. This caused great hilarity. He wasn’t sure of the breed because it belonged to his sister. Becky identifies it as an American bulldog. A little later we observed it being stuffed in a boot.

The Coal Exchange

We walked past The Coal Exchange pub on the way down South Street to the harbour.

Bicycle bell

The tiles outside provided a tasteful backdrop to the brightly coloured bell attached to the bicycle leaning against the wall.

Flintstones Tearooms 1Flintstones Tearooms 2

At the bottom of the Flintstones Tea Rooms was doing very well;

Harbour 1Harbour 2

a small sailing vessel was being laid to rest against the harbour wall.

Eagle lectern St James's Church

We spent a short time in the Victorian St James’s church, with its splendid brass eagle lectern,

Stained Glass window St James's Church 1Stained Glass window St James's Church 2

its typical stained glass of the period,

Communion Table St James's Church

and its modern communion table.

Back at home this evening Jackie and I dined on pizza and salad.

49 thoughts on “Ancient And Modern

  1. You have a real talent of looking beyond what is in front of us and finding something interesting to write about. You always seem to turn the ordinary into the interesting and the interesting into delightful pictures and narrative.

  2. That was an enjoyable wander with you around Becky and Ian’s stomping ground. Apart from the lovely architecture and surrounds I also enjoyed some of the place names…. Flintstones Tea Rooms, for example, showing its age and its construction modus……..

  3. What a colorful tour. I do like those fishes on what appears to be the altar cloth. That dog looked to me to be an American pit bull terrier, much maligned (undeservedly so, as their owners are generally responsible for their behaviors), or a Staffordshire terrier, though likely mixed with something. One of our many dogs when I was a child was a pit bull, who was a sweet, protective creature, if untrustworthy around dogs not of the pack… What a lovely day it looks you had…

    • The fish on the altar cloth were a work of art, they were almost embroidery sculptures, each fish stood proud of the back cloth and each scale was embroidered with metallic thread you felt you could have lifted them off the cloth and popped them back into the sea.

    • It was an excellent day, Lisa. Many thanks. The main altar they were terming the sanctuary is further back. This was indeed the altar cloth for the communion table. I expect you are right about the rather gentle dog.

  4. Don’t go to near the “dog” Derrick.
    I found this “The American Bulldog is NOT banned in the UK under the Dangerous Dogs Act 1991, however if you own one or are thinking of owning one, we would advise you to ensure you will receive accurate paperwork as the authorities may well have problems distinguishing this dog from dogs which are banned in the UK.

  5. Nice blog post. I had to look up the location of Emsworth. It’s just under 2 hours on the train from where I live, allowing plenty of reading time before what looks like an interesting place to visit. And it’s only a short hop to Chichester and Portsmouth. It would be quicker by car, but experience has taught me that the roads around that area can be chockablock.

  6. I enjoyed the sunshine, and you snapping shots of the townspeople, as well as the architecture. Yes, wise advice to not mix up fonts — quite a jarring look! I’m not religious, but ending your post with the magnificent stained glass windows brought me back to my childhood with memories of going to church on Sundays. It was interesting to see that there’s still a sense of reverence I feel.

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