Year: 2021

  • episode 497 EYWOOD GARDENS SURVIVE THE DEMOLITION

    EPSPDE 497    EYWOOD GARDENS SURVIVE THE DEMOLITION


    alan skeoch
    Dec. 29,2021

    EYWOOD GARDN GREENHOUSE CIRCA 1965…SURPRISINGLY INTACT


    What remained of Eywood after the demolition?  Over many visits to Eywood I was able to 
    capture many pictures of the Estate as it still stands to this day.   While the grand mansion was
    demolished and its’ carcase remains as a downer to anyone visiting Eywood….while this is true,
    so much of the Estate remains intact which is remarkable and likely not true for the hundreds of
    similar Country Estate mansions demolished ine 20th century.

    I have no pictures of the mansion interior except for the picture below which gives a clear
    indication of the fine living conditions of Lord and Lady Oxford and subsequent owners of
    Eywood.

    Just for fun see how many things you would want in your house and make an imaginary bid.
    On one of our visits to Eywood, Cyril Griffiths took us to a nearby farm owned by the Edwards
    who were loosely connected to our family.  Inside their home were very grand pieces of furniture
    bought at auction from Eywood.  Particularly I remember a huge dining room table that would
    take four people to lift and sideboard cupboard to match.  Memory could be wrong though.

    “What am i bid for these fireplace ANDIRONS?”
    “What am I bid for this FINE ANTLERED DEER HEAD?”
    “What am i bid for this SIDE BOARD CUPBOURD AND CONTENTS OF FINE CHINA?”
    “What am I bid for these PERIOD SIDE CHAIRS?”
    “What am I bid for THE STAIR RAILINGS?
    “What am I bid for these TWO DECORATIVE URNS?
    “What am I bid for THE FINE CARVED FIREPLACE MANTLE?
    “What am I bid for the HARDWOOD FLOOR BOARDS?


    THE EYWOOD GARDENS

    SURVIVING BUILDINGS STILL PRESENT ON THE EYWOOD ESTATE, THIS
    EPISODE WILL FEATURE THE EYWOOD GARDENS WHICH ARE INTACT
    TO THIS DAY.

    It should come as no surprise to readers that our family were more interested
    in the Eywood gardens that the ruin of the mansion.  These gardens were 
    where granddad and his ten gardeners provided fresh food for the estate owners…
    counted the two horses as gardeners also.

    Granddad Edward Freeman could build anything.  Trained initially as a carpenter
    he decided to change careers and became a landscape gardener. He  admired
    and emulated Capability Brown who designed much of the landscapes associated
    with grand Country Estates like Eywood Court.

    Granddad was a smart man.  He built his own ‘pin hole camera’ and used it
    to capture himself along with his 8 gardeners the youngest of which may
    well be the future owner of the gardens.

    The men are holding the tools of their trade and even included the garden work
    horses.  Mom always said that granddad grew a beard to make himself look 
    older as you can see in his picture below (full suit with watch chain and fob)
    Another striking feature of this picture if how nicely dressed are the gardeners.
    There is something intangible  in the picture….pride.




    As head gardener granddad received this house which is described as the gardeners ‘cottage.  Really quite a grand home.
    Mom, (Elsie Freeman) was born here in 1901.   The earlier pin hole photo seems to have been taken beside the cottage which was
    surrounded by the high brick walls in the Victorian tradition of estate gardens.  Note my wife Marjorie at right bottom.


    Large hand painted photograph of mom, Elsie Freeman, taken at Eywood using Granddad’s may have been taken with
    pin hole camera.  Curly haired doll matches her curly hair.   Horse included.
     More about this photo at the end of this Episode.



    Head Gardener Edward Freeman at Eywood around 1900 .  he seems to be laying out 
    an ornamental hedge characteristuc of formal plantings beyond the brick walled garden proper.


    There were many surprises for us at Eywood. Perhaps the biggest and most beautiful were the large rhotodendron plantings which Percy Mills
    attributed to granddad.   These flowering shrubs are located so they could be seen from the estate mansion.  The small lake at Eywood is now
    surrounded by these.   It was easy to believe granddad had started them but that may or may not be true.


    THIS photo of Eywood Court was professionally done I assume.  Guessing 1920’s.   Note the plantings.   Today the ornamental 
    pool is gone but the small lake remains a little distant from the house. The lake is hidden by masses of rhododendrons .
    Grandad’s pin hole photo of Eywood is almost as good as this picture…taken from same angle.  So close is the photo
    to the professional that I noticed Granddad’s has been used often over the century. 



    The footpath and cart path from Eywood Court (mansion) to the Eyward Gardens (circa 1965)….path not used much in 1965 but in 1900
    this path would have been used often by Edward Freeman and his gardeners.  And also by many of the household staff who were
    good friends with Edward and Louisa Freeman.  So much so that their daughter Elsie Freeman had the Eywood cook, Mrs. Sears,  as her
    godmother.




    There is no longer a team of 8 gardeners to tend Eywood but Percy made a valiant effort to keep the flower garden in continuous bloom.
    Garden home of Mom and family is top left.    It is possible to see the formal nature of this part of the gardens with paths leading to a formal
    stone decorative piece as centre point.    In 1900 these flower plantings would have been weeded constantly and the pathways may well have
    been brick lined.



    North wall of Eywood gardens with Head gardener;s cottage and greenhouse for nectarines and peaches.


    MY brother Eric admiring the nectarine trees planted by granddad around 1900 and still providing fruit in 1965….with
    a wooden tag  saying “E. Freeman”/


    Percy took Eric, Marjorie and I into this glassed greenhouse built so it would have southern exposure and therefore losts 
    of sunshine.  Peaches and nectarines were still grown here on our 1965 visit.
    “Look at this boys!”  Percy touched a little stick of flat wood.
    “What is written here, boys?”
    “Says kind of nectarines I guess.”
    “Says more than the boys.”
    “What?”
    “Your grandfathers name.   He built this espaliered home for these nectarines which
    normally cannot live in Herefordshire”

    And sure enough his name was there.


    Not all the greenhouses were in perfect condition as is obvious above.  Just to provide the hundreds of glass panes would bankrupt
    a banker.   This ruin, however, made us feel we were stepping deep into the past.  And the rhotodendron softens the shards of broken glass.


    A century of greenhouse moisture made this greenhouse untenable except for wild plants.    But it has its own mystique.


    I would like to close this presentation of Eywood gardens and our grandfather Edward Freeman
    with this photo of his daughter Else (Freeman) Skeoch.  Not just the photo however.
    But look at the frame.  Granddad carved this frame from a piece of oak by first making a pattern
    using brown paper and then working on the fine decorative touches as he sat beside the
    wood stove in his Canadian farm hose on the Fifth Line, Erin Township, Wellington County, Ontario,
    Canada.   This is the largest he carved but there were such carved frames containing photographic
    images of many of his dear friends ‘in service’ at Eywood circa 1900.


    alan skeoch
    Dec. 30, 2021

    POST SCRIPT



    FREEMAN FAMILY OF LYONSHALL, HEREFORDSHIRE


    This picture may be backwards.  Unsure which is Edward Freeman.  pic circa 1890 (guess)


  • EPISODE 496: TEMPORARY DOG HOUSE (caregivers to Failla and Norman…and our dog Woody) Dec. 2021

    EPISODE 496   TEMPORARY DOG HOUSE 


    alan skeoch
    Dec. 29,2021

    “Alan, let me take a picture of you and the dogs.” said Marjorie this morning.

    I know my office is cluttered.  Now with added presence of three dogs.  If you want
    something Spartan then there will be no stories.   This is Episode 496 which I find
    hard to believe.  Flattered that some of you actually read the stories while others
    just seem to enjoy the pictures.   And others must just press delete. 

    A long time ago I read a book titled  ” While Memory Serves”,,,which is what I am
    doing with these stories.  Some of the stories touch the memory of some of you
    and that makes me feel good.   Some even believe I am writing a book which is
    not true.  Writing books is a tough game with little spin off.  I think more people read
    these short stories than would ever read a full book of them. 

    Do not rush to judgment about my office.  When we were absent a year ago, the kids moved me up from
    the basement where things were much worse.  Now I am close to the kitchen and
    our games room (front room) where we play Scrabble twice a day. Currently we
    are tied after playing hundreds of games.

    alan





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  • EPISODE 490 EYWOOD COURT compared to DOWNTON ABBEY..(one is real, the other is good historical fiction)

    NOTE TO READERS: Over these Episodes i have made several references to Eywood Court;  Lately Marjorie and i have
    been watching the Downton Abbey stories on Netflix and were struck with the similarities to Eywood Court where my 
    grandfather was once the head gardener.  So here is the story in a little depth with comparisons to the Downton Abbey series.

    EPISODE 490   EYWOOD COURT compared to DOWNTON ABBEY..(one is real, the other is good historical fiction)


    alan skeoch
    Dec. 23, 2091

    EPISODE 56 EYWOOD PARST TWO: THE IMMIGRANT YEARS OF FREEMAN FAMILY 1905 TO  1914 – Alan Skeoch

    THE RUINS OF EYWOOD COURT (demolished in 1954)


    How do I start a story that has more twists and turns than a maze in a British Country House garden?
    The story of Eywood is just that.  Twisted.  Confusing. Heart warming.  Profane.   Do I start in 1812 with Lord
    Oxford going for long walks while Lord Byron is having sex with his wife  Lady Lamb…sex over and over for weeks on end…October
    and November 1812.   Sex can be a big motivator.   

    No. ” Keep it simple in the beginning Alan or you will lose your audience.”  Good advice given to me decades ago
    by Doug Koupar who was my producer on CBC Radio.  “If you don’t get attention in first few words, you will never
    get attention because for most people their attention span is 1 minute…60 seconds. 

    Test: What got your attention in the first paragraph?

    Unfortunately Lord Byron’s many love affairs with other men’s wives was unknown to me when I decided to search
    for Eywood Court.   A picture of that grand English country house hung in the kitchen of my grandparents farm
    in Erin Township, Wellington County, Ontario. 

    By chance I was wrapping up a job in Ireland.  Wednesday September 7, 1960. just completed a
    survey job on an ancient mine site on the south coast of Ireland.  No doubt my boss Dr. Paterson expected
    me to fly back to Canada with our equipment straightaway.  I had other plans..  

    Why would I do that when one of the great mysteries of our family was near at hand.  Could I find Eywood?

    “Eywood? Did you say Eywood, Alan?”
    “yes, Eywood…not Heywood or Haywood…but Eywood.”
    “Odd name for an English Country Estate?”
    ‘“Very odd.  Even researchers get it confused.”
    “Difficult.”
    “Made even more difficult after the huge Eywood mansion had
    been demolished….some say the last standing walls were blown
    up after all the contents were sold at auction. Tragic.”

    NOTE TO READERS: EYWOOD AND DOWNTON ABBEY HAD MANY THINGS IN
    COMMON. 

     ON WED. SEPTEMBER 7, 1960, I DID NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT
    THE TERM COUNTRY HOUSE MEANT.  ALL I KNEW WAS THAT EYWOOD COURT
    EXISTED SOMEHWERE IN HEREFORDSHIRE, ENGLAND. AND I HAD A FEW DAYS
    TO SEARCH FOR IT BEFORE FLYING BACK TO CANADA.  WAS THIS SEARCH 
    A WILD GOOSE CHASE?  

    Irish Diary, Dublin, Ireland, Wed. September 7, 1960

    “Arose late and had hell of time to get to the Ferry on time.
    Persuaded taxi to scream through the streets of Dublin to make 
    connection with Irish Daily Mail boat.  Caught train to Herefordshire
    …travelling blind.  May as well get off train in city of Hereford.
    But what then.?  Where am I going?  The platform emptied and I just
    stood there.   I did have one clue.   Polly Griffiths had written to grandma
    all her life.  She lived with her son Cyril Griffiths on Lower Wooton Farm.
    Big deal.  Where the hell is that Farm?  Then a kind of miracle happened.
    One man wakling by noticed my confusion and asked:

     “Can I help?”
    “Yes, I am looking for Lower Wooton Farm.”
    “That would be Cyril Griffiths, I suspect?”
    Yes, I know the family…I am their bank manager.?
    “Where is the Farm?”
    “Some distance from here near Almely and Kington, can
    I give you a lift?”
    (By pure chance I had found the needle in the haystack…the banker drove
    me to Lower Wooton Farm which was hidden away on a country road
    a long distance from Hereford.)



    Left to right:  Unknown person, Cyril Griffiths, Nancy Griffiths, David Griffiths, with :”aunt Polly”  seated at front.  


    LOWER WOOTON FARM  (A designated historical 16th century farm house where the Griffiths lived in 1960)


    CYRIL AND NANCY GRIFFITHS…tenant farmers on Eywood at Oatcroft Farm



    Cyril, Nancy, Polly Griffiths and their son David greeted me with
    open arms.  They knew me from grandma’s letters.  David was 
    a few years younger than me but we bonded immediately.  Nancy
    bedded me down in a grand bed in their large 16th century farm
    house…a heritage farm designated to be saved.

    Thursday, September 8, 1960:  

    I was first up.  What a beautiful sunshiny day? David took me around
    the farm and then we helped his father Cyril de-beak turkeys so they
    would not peck each other to death.  Then we drove to Eardisley a quaint
    little 16th century village with ancient houses featuring frames of timbers
    and then bricked in and painted white…called black and white village…hard
    to describe.  Then drove on to an auction in Leominster.  Back to Lpwer
    Wooton for country farm dinner.

    Seemed like a full day but not so as Cyril drove me to Eywood Court
    in the evening.  I should say the ruins of Eywood Court because the mansion
    house had been demolished in 1954 after anything saleable was sold at auction

    All that remained standing was the Greek pillared entranceway.  Very
    sad.  Demolitions were happening all over England in the 1950’s and 1960’s.  Most owners could not
    afford the maintenance and the taxes.

    The strangest thing about this visit was that all the other buildings on the
    Estate remained untouched.  The heart had been removed but the
    body remained.

    This was underscored when we walked up a shaded laneway…unused
    for a long time…to Eywood Garden where Granddad had been head
    gardener sixty years ago.  Henry Mills bought the walled gardens at the
    auction.   He had been a young boy working for granddad years back.
    Remembered granddad well. “He planted these trees and espaliered the
    nectarines in the north wall green house.”  We even toured the ‘cottage’
    where mom (Elsie Freeman) was born.  Called a cottage but it was bigger
    than the farm house in Canada.  many glass green houses most of which
    were derelict.  Lots of broken windows.

    There was something touching about the way Henry Mills remembered 
    granddad and grandma…as if they were family.  He inferred the same about
    Cyril and Nancy Griffiths who were tenant farmers on Eywood before
    the auction sale.   Kindred spirits.  The Griffiths were tenants at Eywood while Granddad Edward
    Freeman was an employee in charge of a crew of gardeners.  Part of the
    large complicated humanity of an English country estate.  Exactly the same
    as Downton Abbey with one difference.  Eywood Court was real.  Downton
    Abbey is fiction…good, accurate historical fiction.

    We have visited the tumbledown ruin of Eywood many times since my 1960 visit.
    There is much more to the story.  I have struggled with this story.  Where should
    I start?  Deep in the past when Eywood was created?  Perhaps a chronology of
    the owners of Eywood?  Maybe I should extricate the personal connections and
    use a third person voice…i.e. drop the use of “I” and replace it with a more dispassionate
    voice?  

    In the end, I felt most comfortable telling the story of Eywood as I experienced the
    story.   Using the thread that is my personal journey in life to lead readers
    deep into a very disturbing yet emancipating event that
    had been happening all over England and Scotland from the end of World War I
    to that Wednesday evening, September 7, 1960, when I stood among the 
    bricks and rubble of what was once a grand country mansion.  Eywood Court.
    The Demolition of a way of life.

    This is Part One of that story, Episode 490.  

    “Give me the numbers!” That demand was made years ago when I had a small role as
    co-author with John Ricker and John Saywell creating a text book for Ontario
    schools.  “Give me the numbers!”, Cut the crap.  Get to the kernel of the matter.

    I got the numbers for Eywood.  Found the needle in the haystack.  Found a document
    once held by a person at the Eywood auction.  A scribe who noted the price Eywood
    sold for a public auction.

    “Give me the numbers1”
    “Eywood sold for 5,400 British pounds serling.”
    “What does that number mean?”
    “In 1954 the 60 acre centre of the Eywood Estate went to the highest bidder for 5,400 pounds.”
    “How much is that in today’s terms”
    “Today the British pound is worth #1.73 Canadian.”
    “How much is a 1954 British point worth today?
    “1 pound in 1954 is worth 33.45 pounds today.”
    “Then how much did the Eywood Estate sell for in today’s figures?”
    “Give me the numbers!”
    “You could buy the estate for $356,400 Canadian dollars.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “It means the whole heart of the Eywood Estate sold for a pittance…the price of
    one of the cheapest houses in Toronto…less than $400,000 dollars.

    BUT WHAT DID BUYER GET?

    EPISODE 56 EYWOOD PARST TWO: THE IMMIGRANT YEARS OF FREEMAN FAMILY 1905 TO  1914 – Alan Skeoch





    WHAT THE BUYER GOT FOR $356,400 (value of his 5,400 pounds in today’s currency)
    1) The huge manor house
    2) All the interior fittings, much in mahogany
    3) Gardener’ House
    4) 3 staff cottages
    5) Extensive farm buildings
    6) 60 acres of land…the grand park
    7) Woodlands
    8) Rotodendron gardens
    9) Two small lakes, the Titley and Garden Pools



    NEXT EPISODE…SEE WHAT THE BUYER GOT FOR MUCH OF THE EYWOOD
    ESTATE IS STILL STANDING.




  • EPISODE 493 TOMATO ASPIC

    EPISODE 493    TOMATO ASPIC


    alan skeoch
    Dec. 26, 2021


    “Today I am making tomato aspic”


    Recipe seemed  simple enough..tomato juice, chopped onions, chopped celery,

    bay leaf, 2 cloves, bit of Worcester sauce, some weird stuff called gelatin

    But there were many problems

    -finding room in kitchen
    -some ingredients missing…actually most ingredients were missing..cloves, gelatin …perhaps  celery

    -pot on stove with bay leaf, tomato juice and Worcester sauce
    -onions cut up…tears on my glasses
    -celery a little limp…and few stalks…will make do

    problem..how to start the stove
    problem…gelatin too old…like a decade or so
    problem…marjorie interfering…thinks she
    knows more about cooking than I do
    problem…finding Marjorie’s purse with car keys

    solution..just opened can of beer while Marjorie flees to store
    for gelatin ,etc.

    solution…let marjorie take over but do it grudgingly so she
    thinks i want to make the tomato aspic…all I really want is to eat it.


    alan

    P.S. That stuff called gellatin is tricky like fast drying cement.
    Tomato aspic bowl is a bit messy because I had to pour the
    aspic from pot to bowl … and missed.   


  • Fwd: EPISODE 492 DOWNTON ABBY ….EYWOOD COURT AND MY GRANDFATHER



    Begin forwarded message:


    From: ALAN SKEOCH <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>
    Subject: EPISODE 492 DOWNTON ABBY ….EYWOOD COURT AND MY GRANDFATHER
    Date: December 25, 2021 at 10:36:32 PM EST
    To: John Wardle <jwardle@rogers.com>, Marjorie Skeoch <marjorieskeoch@gmail.com>, Alan Skeoch <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>


    E[ISODE 492   DOWNTON ABBY —DEMOLITION OF EYWOOD COURT 1955

    alan skeoch
    Dec. 25, 2021

    Eywood Court,  a country estate in Herefordshire , was demolished in 1955 along with dozens of
    other grand estates.  Let me tell you the story.  Coming





    Sorry, my stories are little slower in coming because of Christmas,

    Covid 19 (friends now have the disease…getting closer), need
    to research, few pictures so had to hun hard to get them.

    DOWNTON ABBY…MARJORIE AND I HAVE BEEN WATCHING TWO EPISODES A DAY

    Some readers will also be watching Downton Abby on Netflix.  I hope
    everyone starts looking at the series on Netflix…much longer
    and richer content.   We have a personal connection to the
    ruthless demolition of English Country Estates in the 20th century.  My
    grandfather, Edward Freeman, was head gardener at Eywood
    Court, a huge country house estate much like Downton Abby.
    Yes, granddad was ‘in service’ holding a very responsible job
    managing two large high brick walled gardens.  Earlier he had
    been a gardener at Windsor Castle so he was quite familiar with
    the British class system.  He tipped his hat when necessary.
    And our farm house in Canada was decorated with pictures of
    Eywood Court and many of the service people who worked there.
    Mom’s godmother was the cook at Eywood.  I hope she was similar
    to Mrs. Patmore at Downton.  Granddad made no apologies…proud to be
    head gardener … never indicated he resented Eywood.  I think it
    was mom that mentioned the tipping of the hat indication of inferior status.
    Not granddad.


    My next effort will be to recreate in words and pictures Eywood Court before it
    was demolished in 1955 along with dozens and dozens of other
    country estates.   That will take some time…but will come soon.

    If sex interest you, there is a wonderful story about Lord Byron
    and the lady of Eywood whose husband walked around the
    1500 acre estate while Lord Byron was ‘active’ with his 
    wife.  All documented.

    alan