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Showing posts with label Becky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Becky. Show all posts

Wednesday, 5 December 2007

Dreich

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If I said I love this weather you'd think I was being eccentric, but I do. It's perfect outside if you're well covered and have dogs for company and great to come indoors from and sit by a log fire and have tea and crumpets or a malt whisky. What's the Corfiot word for 'dreich'. There must be one, given the comforting similarity of such weather. See photo below.
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Dear Becky. How are you? I've attached a short piece from Liana's Kerkyra which contains a page she's translated from the Ano Korakiana website which, if you've seen it, is fascinating but all in Greek, so I can only get an impression from the great pictures and the general format. It is interesting to see the names of the old AK families - Metallinos among them, whose name attaches to the sculpture museum and to the local PASOK candidate in the September election this year. By the way if you want to go the website any time go to my blog and go to 'Korakiana website in Greek'. Have fun with the church interiors which are magnificently photographed by vista technology (sorry if you've already been there, done that!) I've also attached a section from a Corfu History website which is helping me make more sense of the history of the island and 'our' village's role in it. Mr Leftheris, our neighbour, had shown me two bricks on which the builder had inscribed dates - one from the 16th and one from the 18th century. Leftheris had found them in his house. He said with a gesture as we chatted about this (with our small shared vocabulary and lots of non-verbals) 'grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, grandfather...' and so on pointing into the distant past. What I try to understand is why the village has such a grand style of architecture in it. It does not look anything like the impoverished mountain village that has perhaps benefited by one or two grand public buildings from the benefice of rich diaspora Greeks. There seem to be so many finely wrought buildings with lovingly crafted additions in lintels and doorways and arches and other decorative features that suggest prosperous continuity. I have mentioned the thought on the web (Nov 2009 note: Ano Korakiana website has now gone replaced by a blog) about: 'Today, the decrease in the village population is evident, despite the settlement, either temporary or permanent, of foreign families.' Many years ago in my childhood my parents bought and converted an old house in the village of Bagnor near Newbury in Berkshire - being in the van of city people (my parents worked in journalism in London) going for a retreat in the country. When we went there in 1949 we were the first, among about 20 clustered village houses, to have direct water plumbed in. Others went to the clear chalk stream - the Winterbourne - that ran near the village street and got water in buckets. When we left there in 1962 much had changed. The villagers had mostly moved to council housing on the edge of Newbury, and more urban professionals had moved into the area. Of course we are now well aware of this phenomenon. It's happening in villages all over Europe - and no doubt further afield. I remember my father mentioning that much as we all loved where we'd come to live a lot of the year we were also part of what some considered the blighting of the rural economy. In the 1990s I revisited Bagnor. It was just recognisable. I was there to protest with 1000s of others against the motorway that was to be driven through my childhood water meadows. My father (actually my stepfather) wrote in his old age that the incursion against which I was so vigorously (but peacefully) protesting was part of a change that both affected all of us and for which we were in part responsible. Now I write in my blog about 'yearning, burning and earning' to try and get a handle on the consequences of this transcontinental desire for land in dear Greece. Do you think any of us place what might be called the integrity of Ano Korakiana at risk? Are any of us (I'm trying to avoid saying 'we' because you and I and our relatives are unique and I don't want to clump us all together as 'foreigners') to be reproached for our choices in life. I would not like AK to become like the non-communities of Barbati, with their completed new houses and wonderful views over the sea inhabited exclusively by time share visitors. I hope young Greeks born in Ano Korakiana will be able to stay, or if they leave, come back to contribute to the life of the village. There are villages in England which though being transformed have arrived at a new kind of stability with lots of local involvement driven by relative newcomers who've made their peace with the remaining older residents and pressed for the building of 'affordable' housing so younger people can stay in the village. Just some thoughts. You with your work on mosaics are bringing your skills to the island and making something new - drawing on Greek tradition based on your interest in Byzantine churches and doing it in an English way. I am sort of hoping my blog drawn from my love and respect for Greece and for this particular place is making a small contribution. I am pleased it is being linked to Liana's blog and is mentioned on the AK website. Best wishes (from the dreich Highlands - wow! What's that bright round thing in the sky? Och aye we call it the sun! Oh right I thought I'd seen it somewhere before). S
Corfiot wet last week. Above Ano Korakiana
Hi Simon. Thanks for the translations, I'd been getting a 'bastardised' version by putting the Korakiana pages through Babelfish. You get the jist but not the detail! I had had a look a the various photos and 360 degree views of the village, and wonderful they are too, I hope that I get more time to visit all 28 of them in the future - that is if I manage to locate them all. I can only think of half a dozen or so off the top of my head. (Note on Nov 2009. I do hope these photos will return, now the Ano Korakiana website is no more) The histories of the village that suggest that it was a relatively poor mountain settlement have always puzzled me too. in comparison with many other Corfiot settlements, Korakiana does seem to have more than its fair share of grand buildings, and not just houses and churches. It'd be nice to be able to get to the bottom of the village's history, but my Greek is going to have to improve 1000% to get anywhere near it. I have no real concerns about buying a property in the village, as we see it as saving an old property from almost certain collapse, and bringing much-needed 'new blood' to the settlement. I do not believe that AK will fall victim to much more development, it is just that bit too far inland for the hordes (not that Corfu is getting hordes these days!) Again, it seems to me that the indigenous population prefers (and why shouldn't they?) to live in newer houses if they have that choice, so if we can help in any way to extend the villages existence than it can only be a good thing. Rather you than me in the dreich north, but here in the Fens, it has been raining like Corfiot rain this morning, but the sun is shining now as I type this. Regards, Becky

Friday, 6 July 2007

News from Becky

Got a note from Becky (her house - Ano Kato - is a close to ours in Ano Korakiana) who's back in England from a fortnight in Corfu:
Hi Simon. The Fenland drainage system is working overtime to cope with the excess water, but so far all seems to be OK.

We had a fantastic fortnight in Corfu, our house is coming along so much better than we ever imagined. I think we managed to locate 208, and if it is where I think it is we are only about 250m away from you - if you carry on past the cafenion in an easterly direction, you need to take the next 'lane' southwards; Ano Kato is about 30m 'down'!

Our builder is a really lovely chap, we had a meal with him and his wife, which we intended to pay for. X would not let us, so when we return in October, hopefully we can reciprocate! X's wife was a very pleasant lady who assured me that she could not speak any English, but had a much wider vocabulary than many people who live in our (home town)! She was full of insights into Corfiot customs, and during talk about family life was pleased to hear that 'wet nursing' for a relative or friend is still widely practiced. As someone who is keen on the promotion of breastfeeding, I found this to be a refreshing and creditable thing to do.

We did not get into any of the churches - we were too busy measuring up the rooms and thinking about finishes etc to look about too much, and it was rather warm!

I'd be interested to see any 'old' pics of the village, if you receive any! Becky

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Amazon delivered the Complete Poems of George Seferis. I read on a Turkish on-line newspaper the fact that on the cover of Seferis' 'Logbook II' (poems between 1941-1944) was a mermaid - an image he put on all his works. 'But this particular mermaid...has severed arms.'

This April, Martin or Ben found an evzone without arms inside the roof space of 208 Democracy Street, where no work had been done for a long time. Seferis, in exile in Alexandria, was commenting on the Nazi Occupation.

From: Simon Baddeley [mailto:s.j.baddeley@bham.ac.uk] Sent: July 2007
To: Blue Plaques Subject: George Seferis - the Sloan Avenue blue plaque. Dear English Heritage. Your excellent website mentions the blue plaque commemorating Seferis’s time at 51 Upper Brook Street, but there’s another plaque to him in Sloane Avenue according to his wikipedia biography. Can you mention this one too – if it is indeed there? Kindest regards, Simon Baddeley


Dear Mr Baddeley, Unfortunately, the plaque in Sloane Avenue – if there is one – is not an English Heritage one, and therefore, it would not be listed on our website. Our website lists all of the plaques erected by EH since 1986, and all plaques erected as part of the scheme adopted by EH during that year, namely that run successively by the Royal Society of Arts, the London County Council and the Greater London Authority. Kind regards, Libby Wardle, Blue Plaques Administrator, English Heritage, Waterhouse Square, 138-142 Holborn, London EC1N 2ST 020 7973 3794

Dad and Maria lived in Sloane Avenue for what seemed many years - but I guess it was mainly the late 1950s. I visited there on Sundays from Westminster. They moved to Southfield House in Crawley (now a hotel) while one of my half-sisters kept on a flat opposite the old Sloane Avenue address for herself and friends. I cycle through the area and will look out for the plaque. Its glaze makes it seem different from other English Heritage blue plaques and may be different from the second plaque on Seferis' London home at 51 Upper Brook Street, Mayfair - up in the West End, which, just to be contrary, is actually about three miles further east of Sloane Avenue, off Grosvenor Square.

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My Google alert function set to 'Greek Civil War', as well as throwing up toxic use-net bunfights (razors embedded) gave me the gift of this review by Richard Clogg of six recent books:
'A generation ago the publication of a scholarly book in the United Kingdom on the modern history of the Greek world was an infrequent event. The appearance, within the space of a few months, of the six books under review would have been unheard of, and is in itself a measure of the way in which the subject has developed exponentially both inside and outside the country.'

Thursday, 5 April 2007

Ano Kato

Ano-kato means upper-lower. There's an Ano Korakiana - Άνω Κορακιάνα - and a Kato Korakiana. But through Ano Korakiana itself there run two roads - ano-kato. The higher road by the contours is Democracy Street. The views from both streets to the east and south east can be lovely. The village sits below the mists that can envelope Spartillas and Sokraki on the mountain above or the villages in the valley. [click on 'Ano Kato', in the title of this entry, to see a map of the village]

Here's a view I stole from Becky and Simon, restoring a house off the lower road described at anokato-acorfudream.blogspot.com/ - a dream so far unfulfilled (in early 2011 their house was still incomplete, rumoured for sale) and the blog ceases in 2007.

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