Wednesday 20 March 2013

Netball devastation and 'Super' Aisha saves the day !

For generations Australia has looked down on the UK. We had good reason to brag about our weather, food, cricket, rugby, swimming and Olympic successes. 

How things can change.

Now it is best not to talk about the Australian Olympic performances and just recently we have had the Australian cricket team internationally laughed at not only for its on-field performance, but also for the coach's attempts to discipline the team.

In reporting that story, the BBC played the 'Come on Aussie Come on come on' jingle click here for a clip of vintage cricket that Sally & Mark well remember from the late 70s when Kerry Packer's World series 'cricket circus' started. Those were the days when Mark would happily sit down and watch the likes of Lillee, Pascoe, Thomo, Marsh, the Chapel brothers, Maxy Walker and Dougy Walters battle against the Windies with Big Joel Garner, Clive Lloyd, Andy Roberts and Viv Richards. Speed bowling with killer bouncers were the order of the day.  Just don't mention the shameful underarm incident against NZ though!

Mark seems to recall we did quite well against the Poms in the Ashes series too. Alas....

Those were the days !
Sigh.

With such sporting prowess behind us (some would say well & truly behind us) we were confident that, despite recent blips Australia would prevail in the netball championships. After all, the Australian Netball team have been world champions just about forever! It was therefore with great anticipation that we bought tickets for the UK/Australia netball final at Wembley stadium in early January.

Confident on the way to Wembley.















We caught up with colleague, friend and netball player/enthusiast Bernard at the arena. The match was exciting, fast moving and quite physical. For a large part of it we scored often and were in the lead.  It was looking good for Australia up until the beginning of the 3rd quarter.


The English team were just that bit faster and more athletic and their goal shooter only missed one shot in the whole match.


In the end we lost, 51-49. The enthusiastic and somewhat partisan crowd reminded us of the Olympics. There were two sisters, Sasha & Kadeen Corbin, on the English team who seemed to be the driving force behind their teams ultimate victory. Apparently they have a signature victory somersault which we only just caught the end of on video.



Sigh.

Post match disappointment affected us in different ways.

SUPER AISHA TO THE RESCUE !

One cold dark weekend in January we went into London to have a look at the portrait gallery to have another look at an exhibition of portraits of the Tudors in particular. William quite likes the Van Goughs in the adjoining National Gallery and Aisha just likes all of the paintings.

On the way out we stopped to take pictures of the adjacent Trafalgar Square with the darkening sky. We noticed a large crowd on the edge of the square so we went to have a look. 


A busker was entertaining the crowds by posing volunteers and then himself in action poses. It was very simple but very clever and required a surprising amount of strength and stamina on his part.

The pictures below could be viewed with the following story line.

After a thrilling day at the galleries Will decided to pause a while and appreciate night drawing in over London ( at 3:30pm !) while contemplating his next visit to a museum or gallery of really old stuff.


Suddenly, an evil man tried to kidnap him.


Will valiantly fights back but....

without success.

Super Aisha rushes in to defend her beloved little brother.


and saves the day.


This post is published on, 20th March, the Spring equinox. It is a bleak cold day, nothing like the fabled spring of 2011. Mark & Sally returned from their illicit 3 days in Madrid (blog to come next week) to find the kids quite well. While they enjoyed the pizza dinner provided by our wonderful neighbours Helen & James on the first night, they declined the offer to either have Helen sleep here or them sleep next door. 

They bravely slept in the house ON THEIR OWN !

They went off to school the next day, with Helen popping in at 7:30am to make sure everyone was awake, then caught the train that evening down to Winchester to stay the weekend with Jane, Nigel and Big J. 
They made it back in one piece, as did Mark & Sally.

A very big thanks to Helen, James, Jane, Nigel and Big J  !!!!

Wednesday 13 March 2013

SKIING AT TIGNES, FRANCE

Just 24 hours after returning from the half term holiday and 6 days in Berlin, Mark & the kids headed off on the annual school ski trip. Aisha & William went in 2012 without Mark - they did not allow him to go then. In 2012 at Alpes d'Huez the kids enjoyed near perfect conditions though very cold at -20.  It was their first time skiing and they came home determined to go again in 2013. 

This year the kids agreed Mark could join them. Having last strapped skis on in 1989 he was a little apprehensive at the thought of careering down the French Alps. Despite this he was determined that he was not going to be shown up by his upstart kids. The departure time from school this year was better than previously. This year it was a 4am departure from school rather than 3:30. Nevertheless by the time we got to Gatwick at 5:30 the novelty had worn off somewhat.


While the flight to Geneva was only 1.5 hours we arrived at the ski resort 13 hours after leaving school. Heavy traffic on the motorway into the resort added about 2 hours. Unlike last year's resort, Tignes has hotels literally within a ski's slide from the slopes. 

The view from William & Mark's hotel bedroom was good.


The view from the verandah was even better.






The hotel caters to UK school groups & is staffed by British early 20 somethings who, in most cases, did the best they could. Despite being in France the food was British standard and not really the best of that. Given the kids had 4 hours of ski lessons each day for 6 days straight the quality of the food was not a big issue - with the kids at least. Only two teachers went along but around half a dozen parents also went. 

The skiing was fabulous, as were the views, and most days were clear blue skies. 






















The apres ski activities were a little limited but a walk on a frozen lake at night while it snowed was fun. 
Teachers were generously assisted by their students.






 It was all good fun. 

What snowball Dad ?
At night the village took on a Christmas-like atmosphere.


Every night the 'piste bashers' worked until bout 3am. They groomed even the highest slopes.


There were two attempts at 'bum boarding', sitting on  a disk of plastic and sliding down a slope. The more successful faster and safer one was away from the lights and too dark to video. Below is a short section of the slower, brighter but definitely less safe effort.


The highest peak in Australia is Mt Kosciusko at 2,228m, while the highest ski slope is just over 2,000m at Mt Thredbo. The Tignes ski fields start at 2,100m. Mark & the kids were able to take a funicular inside the mountain to ski the Grande Motte run at 3,000m.


















6 days skiing was great......





...but at the end we were all tired, curiously tanned, miraculously unhurt and glad to be home.

BERLIN

Throughout our time here 'The War' has popped its head up fairly regularly, whether it is listening to stories from neighbours & family or visiting various museums and monuments around the city and the country. We thought it would be a good thing to see 'the other side' of the story by visiting Berlin. Sadly this was one of the trips where Sally could not join us. 

Sally has a colleague, Debbie, who is posted to Berlin and who very kindly invited us to stay in their apartment which sits in a pre-war building, along side the canal that runs along the museum island. 

Debbie and her husband, Gary, were very hospitable and a great help with offers of maps and suggestions and giving up a Sunday to take us to the extensive and very interesting Mauerpark markets. During our week stay we enjoyed some of Debbie's home cooking and Will did his intergalactically famous 'Devil's food cake'. We all went out to a typical German restaurant and Mark took the kids to a burger place in a former railway public toilet, via a night time walk through a drug dealer's park. Really. He did.
in  a toilet.




Not in a toilet.
There is little evidence of pre War Berlin or the effects of the war. Towards the end of 1943, in an effort to break German resistance, British tactics changed and 'area bombing' was introduced in response not only to heavy bombing of London but also the perceived ineffectiveness of British bombing raids over Germany. Bomber command was taken over by Arthur Harris - later known as 'Bomber Harris'. A controversial figure even during the war, Harris deliberately focussed on the heavy bombing of German cities, notably Hamburg in 1943 killing an estimated 40,000 people and more famously Dresden in February 1945 which left between 25,000 to 35,000 dead. 

The first heavy bombardments of Berlin started in late 1943. Commenting on the plans Harris said "It will cost us between 400 and 500 aircraft. It will cost Germany the war." Details of the early raids include the 22nd November 1943 raid which killed 2,000 Berliners and left 175,000 homeless. The next night 1,000 were killed and 100,000 were homeless. During December and January regular raids killed hundreds of people each night with between 20,000 and 80,000 made homeless each time. Overall the Berlin raids of 1943/4 alone left nearly 4,000 killed, 10,000 injured and 450,000 made homeless. The intense raids would often lead to massive fire-storms which, in some cases, burned for days on end.

Up to the end of March 1945 there had been a total of 314 air raids on Berlin, with 85 of those coming in the last twelve months. By the end of the war half of all houses in Berlin were damaged and around a third uninhabitable. As much as 16 km² of the city was simply rubble. Estimates of the total number of dead in Berlin from air raids range from 20,000 to 50,000. While massive, these figures are low compared to other German cities. Berlin's distance from England and its superior air defences and shelters saved more Berliners from the fate of their countrymen.

With these figures in mind and the knowledge that as the Soviets and Americans closed in at the end of the war engaging in house to house fighting, it is not surprising so much of Berlin was left in such utter ruin. After the war it was calculated that for every inhabitant of Berlin there were nearly thirty-nine cubic yards of rubble.

Amazingly and inexplicably, the block where Debbie and Gary's apartment building now stands (see the red circle) was left relatively intact.

Their building sits on the edge of Berlin's UNESCO world Heritage listed 'museum island' district. This is quite literally an island in the river Spree which holds some of Berlin's, and the world's, very best museums. Debbie and Gary's apartment has views across to the iconic telecom tower which stands in the former East Berlin.























Standing on the former East side of the Brandenburg gate


Mark last went to Berlin as part of a three month European tour with a friend from Uni in 1983. They went by train across Germany from west into east, crossing the border on the train into East Germany and then West Berlin. The border guards who entered the train to check documents were not to be taken lightly and there was certainly no 'Welcome to the GDR'. (When they left again by train a few days later the carriages was searched for escaping East Germans).

Back then the wall encircled the city and check point Charlie was still a real check point with serious guards on both sides. Crossing the border at Checkpoint Charlie was a bit of an ominous thing with very serious Soviet style East German guards, the compulsory changing of 100 west Deutchmarks into 100 worthless east marks artificially valued at 1:1. In the shops Mark & Cathy saw display windows filled with exotic western items, most commonly tinned pineapple. Despite those tempting displays, people were lining up to buy far more basic items. From what they saw, life in East Berlin was grim. 

Now check point Charlie is a tourist attraction and evidence of the wall is hard to find.















As it was in the 80s.




some of the surviving wall.














Some of the heavily graffitied wall. 
In any visit to Berlin you have to 'mention the war'. While there is not much left of pre war Berlin we did go to the site of Hitler's bunker where he committed suicide as Soviet and US forces closed in. While it was heavily damaged at the end of the war, it was not destroyed. After the war it was in the Soviet sector of Berlin and in 1947 the authorities tried to blow the remains of it but only succeeded in damaging the outer walls - it was so heavily reinforced. 




Almost 10 years later further attempts were made to destroy it. As the Berlin Wall ran nearby the site was largely left ignored and undeveloped. In the 1980s, after re-unification, apartment blocks were built nearby and much of the site was filled in and covered over. Fearing it would become a neo- Nazi shrine, no markers were placed on the site until the 2006 Fifa World Cup when a modest sign outlining the plan of the bunker was put up. What is visited now is effectively just a car park for a block of flats. No evidence at all remains of what was there.



Berlin has quite literally hundreds of museums. While Aisha would have happily read very single explanation for every single exhibit in every museum, we decided to limit ourselves to just a few. In the end we saw just five over a couple of days. The Natural History museum, The Pergamon museum, The Topography of Terror, The New museum and The Museum of German History. All of them were excellent but, interestingly, not nearly as big as we had  thought.

The Natural History museum was established in 1810 and has some of the world's best exhibits including the largest mounted dinosaur skeleton in the world, a Brachiosaurus. The skeleton is almost entirely a complete specimen found in Tanzania between 1909 & 1913. There is also one of only three specimens of archaeopteryx.


















Aisha found some of her Tasmanian compatriots.

A Tasmanian Tiger
from Aisha's birth state.
Nice in a bolognese !





   











William found stuff too.

















The Pergamon Museum holds some  amazing exhibits of recreated ancient buildings. In 1990 Mark went to Iraq and visited Babylon, just outside Baghdad. There he and his American travelling companion, Chris, saw the Iraqi reconstruction of the famed Ishtar gate of Babylon. At the time they were both suitably indignant to read that the originals had been hauled off to Berlin decades before. Just over 20 years latter it was astounding to stand in front of the rebuilt gate in Berlin.

The original was built in 575 BC by order of King Nebuchadnezzar II who also ordered the construction of the Hanging Gardens of Babylon and the destruction of the First Jewish Temple.

A model of the original may have looked. 


The gate and processional way were dedicated to the Babylonian goddess Ishtar and constructed using glazed brick with alternating rows of bas-relief lions, dragons and aurochs. The roof and doors of the gate were of cedar, according to the dedication plaque. During the New Year's celebration statues of the gods were paraded through the gate and down the Processional Way.

Originally the gate, as part of the Walls of Babylon, was listed as one of the Seven Wonders of the world until it was replaced, in the 3rd century BC, by the Lighthouse of Alexandria.

Although only part of the Ishtar gates are reconstructed in Berlin what is on display is impressive.


W is impressed.

Part of the Processional Way.
















The Pergamon museum was built in 1910. One of its main exhibits is the massive display of the rebuilt Pergamon altar. Pergamon was an ancient Greek city located in what is now eastern Turkey. The altar was built during the reign of King Eumenes II in the first half of the 2nd century BC on one of the terraces of the acropolis of Pergamon. It was excavated over 20 years from 1878 by German archaeologists. The altar is the first thing visitors see when they walk through the entrance hall. It is big.




The frieze that runs around the room depicts a battle between the gods and giants. Parts of it have been recreated in life sized sketches.

 

The museum also has a complete set of rooms from Aleppo in Syria. Taken from a christian house in the early 1900s, the painted walls date from the 1600s. 














The museum was severely damaged during the air raids on Berlin at the end of the Second World War. Many of the pieces were stored safely away from the city while some of the larger pieces were walled in for protection. In 1945, the Red Army collected all of the loose museum items, either as war booty or to 'rescue' them from looting and fires then raging in Berlin. It wasn't until 1958 that most of the objects returned to East Germany. Significant parts of the collection remain in Russia however in the Pushkin Museum in Moscow and the Hermitage in Saint Petersburg. 

Other exhibits at the Pergamon include reconstructions of a Roman market place from Miletus, again now in modern day Turkey. Built from marble in the 2nd century AD, it was largely destroyed by an earthquake in the 10th century. It was excavated in the 1900s and rebuilt in the museum. As so much of the market place was either in very small pieces or missing, large amounts of modern materials were controversially used.


We also went to the New Museum, principally to see Nefertiti. Originally built in 1843, the museum  was completely destroyed during the war. Fortunately most of its treasures were already stored away in mine shafts at the start of the war. Reconstruction only started in 1986 and the new New Museum was opened in 2009.

Nefertiti lived around 1350 BC. She was the Great Royal Wife of Pharaoh Akhenaten who was the father of Tutankhamun - although Nefertiti was not his mother. Nefertiti and Akhenaten started a religious revolution, in which they worshipped one god only, Aten, or the sun disc. 

Unlike when Mark saw her in 1983, this time photos weren't allowed but she was part of a fantastic exhibit opened only in December last year. The exhibit outlines who she was, her family line and also showing many other works of art of or dedicated to her. She is stunning, not just in the quality of the work but that she is now pretty much as she was when discovered in the excavations of an ancient workshop. Interestingly, it is unclear whether she is a finished piece or just a draft for a later work. 

                                                

The last museum we saw was the German history museum. Unlike the others we saw this one could take days to see everything. It covered German history from pre Roman right through to post re-unification and EVERYTHING in between. Suffice to say we cruised through a lot of it - although for a while Aisha did try to read every label for every exhibit.

Having seen a lot of Australian and British exhibits on WWI & II it was fascinating to see the 'other side'. The museum did not shy away from the Nazi era nor the atrocities committed. 

World War One recruiting posters. 




Post WWI hyperinflation
A 1 billion Deutsmark note
World War Two posters




Not theatre costumes. 












A toy car with Hitler and friends.
This Globe is reputed to have come from the office of Joachim von Ribbentrop who was the German foreign minister from 1938 - 1945. The bullet holes were made by soviet soldiers as they looted his office.

                                       

The Reichstag was opened in 1894 and served as the parliament building until it was set on fire in 1933. At the time the fire was widely reported to have been started by a Dutch communist. This gave the Nazis the pretext for suspending the Weimar constitution, to limit personal freedoms, increase state power and crack down on the communists across the country. The government started mass arrests of Communists, including all of the Communist parliamentary delegates. With them gone and their seats empty, the Nazis became the majority party. Subsequent elections confirmed this position and thus allowed Hitler to consolidate his power.

Whether it was really started by the Dutch communist (who was an intellectually disabled unemployed bricklayer later executed by guillotine for his crime) or by the Nazis themselves is still a matter of debate.

The building was never used by the Nazis as a parliament building as it remained in a state of disrepair after 1933 fire and subsequent air raids. Further damage was done during the Battle of Berlin in 1945, when it became one of the central targets for the Red Army to capture due to its perceived symbolic significance.

During its rebuilding, led by a British architect, the Reichstag was almost completely gutted. The large glass dome at the very top of the Reichstag, which was largely covered in snow when we visited , gives a 360-degree view of Berlin. Looing down from teh inner roof you can see directly into the main hall of the parliament. Integral to the design is th euse of natural light from the dome which radiates down to the parliament floor. A large sun shield tracks the movement of the sun electronically and blocks direct sunlight. Construction work was finished in 1999.

We were unlucky that the guided tours of the building were not operating for a couple of weeks when they were there but they were able to go up to the roof of the. It was a snowy day so the view was not a grand as it might otherwise have been.

Inside the roof.
Looking down into the main hall.














One visit I was uncertain about doing was to a concentration camp. Having been to Dacchau many year ago I knew how distressing they can be to visit. While we wanted the kids to have some understanding of what they were about, we did not want to upset them. In the end Mark decided to take then to Sachsenhausen-Oranienburg camp about an hour out of Berlin. 

The camp was primarily used for political prisoners from 1936 through to the end of the war. It did of course imprison other groups including the disabled, homosexuals, gypsies and Jews. We spent most of a very sobering cold, snowy day there. 

After 1945 the Soviets took it over and it was used to house Nazi war criminals as well as Soviet prisoners. It was finally closed as a working prison in 1950 but was still used by the Soviets as a military site up into the 60s.

The entrance to the camp.
The snow covered remains of the huts.


As this is published on 13th March, Sally heads to so some work in Madrid. Mark will join her on 14th and both will stay for the weekend. T Hey should be back on Sunday unless the Spanish strikes strand them there.  The kids will be roaming the streets of London....or they might be going to Jane & Nigel's in Romsey. Who knows, it depends if they make it down to Waterloo station all by themselves. 

Would someone call child services please !

For Easter we are planning on having two weeks in Ireland, both the Republic & Northern Ireland. The kids will do some surfing - because Ireland is well known for that sort of thing.