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EXTRA! EXTRA! Read all about it! Blogville is undergoing a population boom. Not just Old Dive wandering back to town but now our Robyn has moved back in. She's just down the street so click on my "Scout" link in the sidebar to see what she's been up to.

Warning! There be bears!

Old Dive's History of Norwich Castle - Part the Eleventh - 1121 Revisited - Chapter VIII - "Remove Carefully For Architectural Salvage"

 Meanwhile …

Demolition can be tremendous fun. Pick up a sledgehammer and bring out your inner two-year-old.

"Whaddya mean it's the wrong stair?" 

Gotta love the sign saying "Remove carefully for architectural salvage" …

Old Dive's History of Norwich Castle - Part the Eleventh - 1121 Revisited - Chapter VII - A Bridge Not Too Far

Gosh, it's been nine-hundred-and-fifty-three years since Herbert the Ditcher turned up with his shovel and started work on Norwich Castle for good old William the Bastard.

Nine-hundred-and-fifty-three years will soon turn to nine-hundred-and-fifty-four years and still we've not finished it …

This week's exciting goings on include - as promised - a man holding a piece of plywood.

Some more crash deck covering the archæology in the basement.

 

 

 Does he drop it on his foot? Of course he does; that's what site safety boots are for …

And as I also promised you a man in a hole, here he is; I'm a man of my word, even if that word is usually plucked from my Roget's Profanisaurus.

Oooooh … a brick wall! Be still my beating heart.

Those of you who have heroically endured the history so far will recall the hideous monstrosity of a gaol that Sir John Soane erected against the east wall of the keep. You may also recall my sweary rant about the damage he caused and how he patched it up with cheap brickwork, the git.

Local hero William Wilkins the Younger tore out most of Soane's execrable wen of a building but this bit got left in place. See the chalk marks on the wall?

Well they mark the dimensions of the arched piece of arcading that Hugh is measuring in this photo. The wide arcade was once a window before being bricked up by Soane and re-faced by Salvin.

It will soon be opened up again as it will form the level wheelchair access to the Great Hall at the end of Gabriela's waffy glass bridge.

The glass bridge is the kind of beige arched contraption that will glom onto the newly re-opened arched arcading, shown in a rather confusing cutaway of Old Dive's working model above.

Gabriela is designing all the modern stuff outside the keep, replacing the 1960s crap; the keep and everything inside it being my domain. The junction between the bridge (and all the other new works abutting the keep) and the Norman fabric is designed so that, if the bridge gets demolished in a hundred-and-odd years time, it will leave no trace on the keep walls.

All drawings & 3D renderings copyright F+M.

Here's Gabi's design for the glass bridge. She's brilliant at the modern stuff while crusty Old Dive is the historic buildings expert and I'm very protective of "my" keep!

Anyhoo … here's what it might look like crossing the glass bridge from the café area toward the keep.
 

I'll finish today with a classic Tom Gauld cartoon which I think he must have drawn especially for our Petrea, whose voice coach looks to be very versatile …

And speaking of Anubis …

Old Dive's History of Norwich Castle - Part the Eleventh - 1121 Revisited - Chapter VI - What Lies Beneath - A Dirt-Nerd Special

First up: a bit of mosaic porn for Katie.

This is a section of the Boardman mosaic floor around six-by-six feet containing the Norwich coat of arms which has been carefully lifted by the mosaic restoration specialists ready to sit in its new location in the main entrance.

The area under the mosaics (the Victorian museum entrance hall, lobby and reception area) has never been dug and so - with our much longer lockdown timescale the archæologists and the Norfolk Museums folk extended the scope of the archæological dig to include this.

In our last post we saw a happy archæologist pointing at a shovel …

All 3D scans courtesy Oxford Archæology, bless their cotton socks.

Well, that whole area has now been excavated and the lovely folk at Oxford Archæology sent us their 3D scan of the dig. Yay!

The stair and bricked-up dungeon doorway are on the right with the old dungeons beyond. So you can orient yourself, the castle keep is just off to the left and we're looking north, into the museum, from the new entrance.

We don't really know what most of this stuff is yet. That's why the detailed archæological reports usually take at least a couple of years after the dig to be published. Lots of guesswork and forensic fun to come!

For Dirt-Nerds such as Petrea and Old Dive, this is all tremendously exciting. For most folk it is a hole in the ground and a bit of a mess.

With the 3D scan we can even look at the dig from underneath, as if we were deep inside Herbert the Ditcher's original motte from 1068 (see Part the First - Chapter II).

We've found no Norman work as yet and we don't really expect to find any as this area is outside the keep and when Soane desecrated the Bigod Tower staircase for his ugly county gaol we know he destroyed it down to the foundations. Wilkins then demolished Soane's work and built the panopticon gaol in it's place. All this mess is from the two main prison builds.

The remains of a possible bendy brick corridor may be pre-prison-era as it appears to be of a kind with the original dungeon (the basement of the guard tower built by Roger Bigod after the city was sacked by King Louis during the first Barons' War). For now, however, that's all just speculation.

There's a trench running north-south which seems similar to the hypocaust heating trenches of Wilkins' panopticon, but what it's doing over here is anybody's guess as the known hypocaust is way off to the north.

So … lots of dirt-sifting, archive-delving, head-scratching and fun to come over the next couple of years as this lot gets sorted out.

Next time, a man holds a piece of plywood and another man stands in a hole. That should get you drooling in anticipation …

Old Dive's History of Norwich Castle - Part the Eleventh - 1121 Revisited - Chapter V - All Colours Welcome Here

… Well a few, anyway. not enough for a Pride march, maybe, but a pretty colourful bunch.

Red people look at some pieces of steel.

Yellow people look at a hole in the castle wall.

Orange people play in the dirt.

(Please note judicious use of large "Covid Mask" undercrackers to shield sensitive folk from the ghastly sight of builders' arse-crack). When you see a signboard saying "Considerate Builders' Scheme" this is what they mean …

Blue people play with asbestos.

They have their own Little Blue World to live in.

… And, as promised, a grinning archæologist points at a shovel.

One of the few silver linings of Covid has been that the castle opening deadline has been booted into touch and we've used the lockdowns to expand the archæological brief to areas outside the original scope.

Here, Happy Heather has discovered a prison-era stair and bricked-up opening to the old dungeons.

Hints of even more exciting stuff are leaking down the hill from the castle as I write and I'll keep you informed.

We'll finish today with a couple of general shots of the inside of the keep with lots of scaffolding sitting on the temporary crash-deck floor which protects the archæology beneath.

More soon …

Architects' Coffee Morning

If you ever wondered what goes on inside a high-end Architectural practice …

This morning's coffee morning catch-up with the residential team consisted of Emily (chief resi partner) drawing a portrait of me at the beach.

I'm kinda relieved this lot aren't on my team for Norwich Castle.

Old Dive's History of Norwich Castle - Part the Eleventh - 1121 Revisited - Chapter IV - "Boy, You're Gonna Carry That Weight, Carry That Weight A Long Time"

Sing along … you know you want to …

Remember that lucky sod from a few posts back who got to play with that sexy little mini-piling rig?

Well his piles (concrete ones, not his bottom-grapes) were all located so as to avoid any archæology, especially around Edward Longshanks' old palace foundations and before we can go any further we have to ensure that they're up to the job.

 

This entails using our jolly, cheerful, yellow, "whacking great crane" to hoist enormous lumps of hefty steel up from the moat, all the way over the castle keep roof and down the other side into the old café area … without hitting the castle on the way.

Then do the same with a bunch of reinforced concrete slabs and get a couple of guys to stand on top for good measure.

If this fails, then it's back to square one, so pretty nerve-wracking …

Whew! The lady with the pooter she say "Yes!"

Yaaay! Mini-pile party!

Then of course we have to repeat the whole process for all the other piles (that's them with the little yellow "don't trip over me" antennæ on top).

The darker line at the bottom of the keep wall on the right indicates the old café floor level. We're adjusting our levels so that we can make a feature of the Barnack stone plinths to the buttresses as these date to 1096 and the first phase of William Rufus' palace build.

Next time: a grinning archæologist points at a shovel. Don't miss it!

The Boys Are Back In Town

 "BOYS!" Ha!

Fourteen-and-a-half months without Saturday Breakfast Club is waaaaay too long …

Good old Tony is apparently unable to take anything other than a thumbprint-sized photo on his iPhone.

Headmasters … huh!

Anyhoo … ten days after my second jab was when I promised we'd meet up and that's this morning, so cue lots of rubbish talk about cricket and rugby, lots of moaning about the Tories and LOTS of ogling pretty girls wearing not much more than a mask.

Then a trip to the gallery for a squealy reunion with the beautiful Becky and home in time for lunch.

Gods I've missed it …

Fecking, Feckity Feck!

Buggrit … You wait years for a partial solar eclipse to be visible from Norwich, get all your camera gear and tripod into the orifice, check with the weather-folk that it's going to be clear and sunny all week and what happens?

It's fucking cloudy; that's what happens. The eclipse is now at its most intense and all we get is clouds and a little gloominess.

 That's the partial eclipse, just about in the centre of the photo.

Arse …

Hi !

 Meanwhile, way over the Pond in super-sunny California our ever-wonderful Katie has discovered my secret US business venture … 

Many thanks, Katie for a fit of the giggles - and I'll be pronouncing it DRAAANKS! from now on.