June Circular

Wednesday 5th July 2017

The following events took place in June:

The Canaletto Press View at the Queen’s Gallery. Actually that was May. What do we think of Canaletto? Royston King v. much lobbying for during curator talk. A whole roomful of them is striking. Classical rigour – he used a ruler and compasses. ¬†Decidedly that part of the earlier 18th century. Restrained. They’re not postcards, as we were brought up to believe. The vignettes of people on street corners etc are charming and apparently authentic. Royston said it was ridiculous to claim that Guardi is better. V. cross.

Prince Dmitri Hersov held a private dinner for Ariana Kronicapoulous: she has retreated from Greece for the time being and is engaged at one of the Multis’ caf√©s. She has been suffering and the Multis have embraced her.

Robert Nevil’s birthday dinner was held at Quo Vadis, where Joshua Baring is deeply known. Robert Nevil said his new age is one where things go wrong if they’re going to go wrong – so he’d heard. There was much talk of people who’d got on for no good reason. Afterwards we retreated to an outdoor iron staircase so one of the party could acquire cigarettes from the ‘lads’ smoking there and spent an agreeable half hour ‘chatting’ with their lower bodies from two steps down. One of them was getting married in the morning but uncertain of arrangements for the care of his small daughter overnight before the wedding.

A visit was paid to St Georges Chapel for an superb organ recital given by a young American man in a jackette, known to Royston King. Afterwards Frogmore Gardens was open as it only is a few times a year. Royston, of course, was known to Royal staff within and we heard that she had been there only the day before. We trekked through a gale to see the summer house where she feeds the dogs. The young American man and his friend were a little bemused but thrilled. They felt they had come close to the Throne. Motoring through Windsor, Royston remarked on the lack of black people. I said, ‘Surely a good thing.’ Don’t misunderstand. Many of my best friends are black, including Royston. I sensed that the Americans were reduced to piles of ash in the back of the vehicle but they weren’t quite. They got it. Where would we be without banter? I should mention that at a previous jewellery opening which Royston kindly invited me to (where I met the editor of Country Life who was exactly the person I wanted to see at that moment owing to a gig with the Daily Mail) a lady beside one of the cases of jewels in the basement was explaining her brooch. It was huge, fan-shaped with many ribs. ‘You see,’ she said, ‘on the end of each stick – those are the heads of black men.’ Royston didn’t blink. ‘Oh yes – rows and rows of black men all the same – how fascinating,’ he said.

I liked Frogmore more on this visit than the last one. It is what it is. A formal park garden, with Victorian shrubberies, and various Royal graves and mausoleums as well as Queen Victoria’s guilt-ridden grandiose mountain of classical features, her monument to her not entirely satisfactory mother.

Frogmore: a Rare Opening in June. A Classic Park with Water. Fine of its Kind

Frogmore: a Rare Opening in June. A Classic Park with Water. Fine of its Kind

Queen Victoria's Monument to her Mother: Draws Attention to her Deficiencies in the End

Queen Victoria’s Monument to her Mother: Draws Attention to her Deficiencies in the End: She Wasn’t that Great

A Drawing Room at Frogmore: not Bad for Summerhouse

A Drawing Room at Frogmore: not Bad for Summerhouse

Posted Wednesday, July 5, 2017 under Adrian Edge day by day.

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