Author Archives: Natalie Bennett

A chronicler for Zenobia

Zenobia, who from her desert stronghold in Palmyra challenged and held out against the might of the Roman empire, is one of the great queens of history. Yet the fact that she was on the side of “East” rather than “West”, that she was female, that her “country” no longer exists means she’s not received the attention she deserved.

It was Antonia Fraser in The Warrior Queens who first brought her to attention of English-speaking readers, but surprisingly little has been written on her since then. A search of Amazon reveals no more than half a dozen significant factual and fictional treatments. So, having visited Palmyra and soaked up its glorious atmosphere, I was delighted to sit down with Judith Weingarten’s The Rebel Queen, billed as Volume One of “The Chronicle of Zenobia”.

The author is a veteran archaeologist, with many professional publications to her credit, and the depth of her knowledge is clear from the early pages of the book, as we meet its central character, Simon, a Jewish boy who will grow up to serve the young king Odenathus, who married the young Zenobia in the multicultural city. Odenathus was bred to rule in the caravan city that is part of the Roman empire, but not subject to it, bred to be a warrior in an unstable border region facing the threat of the Persians.

Weingarten writes as one intimately familiar with the cities of the eastern empire that she’s describing:

The little town of Nazala … had an ornate caravanserai with a fine facing of polished stone, and its entrance blocks were carved with whorls of plant tendreal… A busy market with shops and stalls ran around all four sides … Covered booths sold rolls of gaily-dyed cloths and embroidered belts, or tiny glass bottles filled with magic waves of coloured liquids that never mixed .. We stayed that night … stuffing ourselves on pickled fish flavoured with sesame oil and harlic, skewered goat’s meat and a special smoked dumpling that was only made in Nazala.”

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I’m sitting on my urge to scoff

The Guardian reports:

The British Museum has become the first national museum in the world to throw open its doors to a television gameshow. Codex, due next winter on Channel 4, is filmed in the galleries and Great Court, with a code-breaking finale in the Round Room, the former British Library reading room where Karl Marx and George Bernard Shaw pored over their papers.Already TV companies and museums around the world are watching with interest. The executive producer of the series, Roy Ackerman, said yesterday: “Our dream is to move on to conquer the Louvre, the Cairo museum, the Smithsonian.”

Well … whatever gets in new visitors – particularly of the non-traditional sort. And it does sound like there is some sort of intellectual content.

Can you hear me convincing myself?

Shopping at the “low” and “high” ends

I was in my local Londis (corner store chain) last week (it has a half-way decent range of organics, extremely rare in a corner store), when I noticed some peanut cookies, definitely not organic but in the cheap and hopelessly morish class.

But they were 99p each; I used to get three for a pound of exactly the same thing from the Leather Lane street market. So I left them on the shelf.

But I was reminded of this by a report in the Independent today.

Local street markets generate twice as many jobs as big supermarkets and sell goods at half the price of the supposedly cut-price retail giants, research shows.

Planning decisions that favour the building of huge outlets over established smaller markets could result in fewer jobs and less choice for local communities, a report by the think-tank the New Economics Foundation (NEF) warned.

Leather Lane thrives because it gets lots of office workers, but the markets in this part of Camden (Chalton and Plender Streets) are struggling, and further north the council has been trying to move them out altogether to use the sites for, you guessed it, luxury flats. What is needed is some lateral thinking to mix the traditional cheapie traders with more of the organic, “farmers’ market” type, I’d suggest. Oh, and make sure you genuinely block off the traffic – not done in either Chalton or Plender streets.

Moving to the other end of the market, found intriguing a story in the Telegraph about bespoke tailored bras.

‘Women who come to me think there is something wrong with them. “I have to talk to you,” they say. “I’m not normal,” and they are 36B. 36B is normal – it is the bra that isn’t normal! ‘Bras are the most difficult item of clothing to make,’ she continues. ‘More than shoes, more than hats. But the manufacturers don’t respect the bra. They make something only to cover the nipple. Our business is to support the bust. It’s not just to cover it.’ According to Poupie, the worst offenders are ‘seamless bras in elastic or stretchy fabrics – the women who wear these bras today are my customers of tomorrow! Stretchy straps are bad, too.’

Food for thought there…

Violette Szabo: Hero

Photo-0128 Deserving its own post from the visit to the Brookwood Cemetery was the story of one outstanding women: Violette Szabo, a Second World War British agent and recipient of the George Cross. (Which was received by her four-year-old daughter from the King after the war.) Violette was captured and tortured by the Germans (but didn’t betray her comrades), and finally killed in a concentration camp as Allied troops approached. Consequently there is no grave here, but her name is recorded on the memorial for those without graves, pictured left, under the entry below, for the “Women’s Transport Service”.

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Her story was told in the 1958 movie Carve Her Name With Pride, there’s a museum devoted to her in Herefordshire and a walking trail.She had been a hairdresser’s assistant in Woolworths, so the Special Operations Executive had problems taking her seriously when she volunteered for duty in France (being half-French herself) after her husband was killed at El Alamein. Class AND gender issues there.

Proof: To Brookwood Cemetery, 28 miles in the rain

Photo-0143Just to show I’m not making it up, this is what my bicycle looked like when it reached home this evening, after riding between Weybridge and the Brookwood Cemetery along the Basingstoke Canal – i.e. unsealed nearly the whole way. We were fairly lucky with the weather in the morning; less so in the afternoon. But I made a potentially important discovery. Once you are wet and muddy, it can’t get any worse, and it gets rather fun, in a “mad dogs and Englishmen” kind of way.

This was a London Cycle Touring Club event, and it was the historic destination that led me to try the tougher two-star option, having previously been a one-star rider. The cemetery was founded in 1852, to take, it was intended, all of London’s dead. (Detailed history here.)

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Indeed, many of the churchyards and crypts, including that of St George’s Suffolk, (nor the Catholic Cathedral) were emptied and the dead of various ages brought here. The dead of St George’s haven’t had much luck, however, or maybe their gravediggers were slack, because above is the joint memorial for them. It is, or rather was, an obelisk – a nasty case of subsidence has toppled the stones.Photo-0138The cemetery overall (at least the non-military sections) has that faintly romantic air of dereliction – quite why the fact that these dead are now neglected and forgotten has that emotional effect, but it always seems to. Left is a gorgeous built chapel, with very fine stone-work, now sadly closed up with concrete blocks.
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Get thee to a public library…

With a huge hat tip – nay a bow – to Tony on Other Men’s Flowers, I’ve just found that you can access the Oxford English Dictionary and Oxford Dictionary of National Biography through your local library, at least in England. All you need is your library card number (or to get one), at least in Camden.

There’s also Encyclopaedia Britannica, Grove Music Online, Grove Art Online, and the Times Digital Archive. And it is through the website, so you can do it from home. Let’s all use it, and so help to make sure it continues!