Visiting the Tate Gallery (London) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

Visiting the Tate Gallery (London) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

Laurent, Florence, and I ate breakfast together before Laurent went to work with his English consultant colleagues. 

I love English breakfasts with broiled tomato halves, piles of bacon slices, and over easy eggs made correctly.  (I cannot make over easy eggs, so I like ordering them in restaurants.)

When Laurent left for work, I washed Florence up.  She likes a little toast and lots of jelly.  I wanted her to be cute for touring around London Town in her stroller throne.  I wanted to look cute in my mini skirt and cool sunglasses.

We took the Underground (Subway) and transferred at the Mile End Station.  Mile End is a nice place to transfer when you have a baby, because you can walk from one platform to another.

When I arrived at the Tate Gallery, though, there was a large stairway to climb with no handicap access elevator or ramp that I could push Florence’s stroller up.

I picked Florence and her stroller up and hauled them both up the steps.  I bruised my legs in the process and laughed about my injuries all for the sake of art.

Once inside the Tate Gallery, I did notice that the Tate Galley had diaper-changing facilities in the bathrooms.  I made sure toddler Florence had fresh undies and went off to view the galleries.

The Tate Gallery specializes in exhibiting art from the 1850s to the present.

The Clare Foundation Gallery inside the Tate houses the immense Turner Collection.  You can trace Turner’s development as an artist in this collection, if you want.

People who like Impressionism are usually ga-ga over Turner, because they see him as being influential on Impressionism, especially Monet.  I thought Turner used too much yellow to show his ships in churning ocean storms.

All of his works were overly varnished, which makes you squint looking at them from all angles of vision.

Navy, merchant marine, people who grew up on coasts, or who have ancestors who were ship captains like buying Turner-inspired art of ships churning in the sea, marinas with boats, and fish market scenes to remind them of the hardships their families have overcome to obtain money and skills.

The Pre-Raphaelite Room at the Tate Gallery had paintings by Rossetti and Burne-Jones.  The Pre-Raphaelites loved women with wavy, auburn hair.  (I thought of Neil Young’s song Cinnamon Girl when I looked at these paintings.)

I noted in my journal:  Brunettes finally get their day in the sun.  Blondes and red heads have monopolized film and TV forever.

One of the modern works of art in the Tate caught my eye:  David Buery’s sculpture consisting of stone fragments strewn about the floor.  I wanted to diagram this work from a bird’s eye view.

“What fun to make this,” I thought.

I like the Tate Gallery.  Modern art is mostly protest art.  All modern artists are classically trained to draw and paint like Raphael, but choose to sell mounds of feces and plaster of Paris bodies in jail installation scenes for a reason usually.

Buyers know protest art reaps millions later, if you look at Basquiat’s paintings, Sark’s Journals (not yet, but it’s coming), and Rauschenberg’s Drip Paintings.

Rauschenberg and his widow ended up being richer than the artist’s agent.

There are two books that are very good at helping Renaissance art lovers learn to understand, if not love modern art:  The Painted Word and From Bauhaus to our House by Tom Wolfe.

Buying protest art helps artists survive and their dealers who often support them.  However, buyers who invest in protest art without supporting solutions to the problems depicted are also “suits” and “establishment” benefitting from tax laws to write off champagne and nourishing appetizers at buffet dinners for openings or “vernissages” as business expenses.

By Ruth Paget, Author of Eating Soup with Chopsticks and Marrying France


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Visiting Cambridge (UK) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

Visiting Cambridge (UK) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

Laurent’s colleague’s wife picked Florence and me up for a trip out to Cambridge University and the town of Cambridge on one of our trips to London.

Cambridge lies just an hour away from Epping.  The landscape becomes flatter as you leave London and drive towards Cambridge.

I knew I would like Cambridge University when we drove into town and I saw Chinese cloisonné vases in office windows around campus and at the Fitzwillem Museum.  Young women in mini skirts dashed around on bicycles.  Bookstores were everywhere.

I love university book towns no matter where they are.  They tend to have:

-many bookstores

-lectures open to the public on many topics which professors and graduate students alike do to learn how to deal with question and answer sessions and to hone their presentation skills in front of potential donors, who could fund their research

-great public libraries with wonderful children’s and teen book collections and skills development collections for all ages (up-to-date tech books are hideously important in an environment where skills become obsolete quickly)

-museums and parks for strolling, so families can do the Italian “paseo” where the entire family goes out for walks.  (At one time, CSUMB's Kinesiology Department supported research for campus walks and the amount of calories you would burn for each walk to help with weight loss programs.  They might be able to do consulting on how to set this up for other communities.)

-places to learn about nature and buy books about animals like zoos, botanical gardens, and outings in nature

-cafés for discussion

-great grocery stores with a variety of American and ethnic foods, so you can prepare foods from scratch and have a choice of good “microwave” food

-broadband access at both libraries and chamber of commerce locations.  Each community should have 10 high-quality, mass-produced items that they can sell all over the country to assure good sales tax income for the community.  The West could have Cowboy Scarves.  (See this Savvy Mom Website for how to use these items.)  

-very high educational standards that are listed for everyone in the community to see along with self-study books you can use to obtain these skills in addition to textbooks.  All of the self-study books should be available at public libraries in multiple copies and on e-readers such as Kindle.

-public transit with local and express options

In 2018, I would add that great university towns should offer the ability to gain many certifications for entry-level jobs or just for organizing a home later in life:

-early childhood education

-touch typing for Silicon Valley jobs

-software engineering (especially in Excel and Access to do databases, mail merges, and personalized mass mailings)

-headset skills for sales and/or radio shows

-H and R Block training for personal and corporate taxation issues

-business plan training for fundraising purposes and to analyze whether or not your idea could turn a profit  – see SBA.gov – small business administration website of the US government

-driving classes for both automatic and stick shift cars

-car buying and maintenance classes

-driving classes for various types of vehicles, driving classes for various kinds of trucks, boat pilot classes, and plane piloting classes for private planes and package delivery companies

-sales training – maybe through doing the Toastmasters organization’s course

-public access television with production equipment training

-film clubs for contemporary and historic films by country

-certification classes to sell products such as:

- wine (Sommelier 1 and 2)

- beer (Cicerone 1 - 4)

- fashion (Western Wear)

-cultural tourism (religious tourism for the Missions, Monterey's Spanish adobe homes, the Dali Museum in Monterey, ethnic festivals on the Monterey Wharf - Turkish, Greek, and Italian - and Cowboy Poetry)

-catering

-restaurant

-hotel

-art sales (Sotheby's courses) 

Subject knowledge alone is not enough to do sales in many industries, because you need to know taxation, insurance, shipping, invoicing, negotiation, prior ownership for right-to-sell purposes, and import/export regulations.  Stolen goods are a problem in art sales, decorative arts, and antiques sales.  Online certifications should be offered.


Books should be sold at many outlets on topics relevant to the outlet.  Zoos should have animal and environment books, for example.

Cambridge and Cambridge University certainly provided many places to chat.  The Jesus Field by the Granta and Cam Rivers with their various canals was a mini homage spot for me; one of the favorite books I read in high school was Daniel Martin by John Fowles, who wrote about a rich movie producer and director, reflecting on his college days in this book.

That situation might describe John Fowles as well.  He wrote the French Lieutenant’s Woman, which starred Meryl Streep.  Then, he wrote the creepy book The Collector, which scared women away and finally the warped book The Magus to keep everyone away. 

All of these Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games might have their ultimate origin in Fowles’ book The Magus along with the Italian film L’Avventura, directed by Michelangelo Antonioni.

I finally visited the bookstore chain whose book bags I had seen all over London – Dillons.  I bought two great books in this store:

-Catalonia: A Self-Portrait edited by Josep Miguel Sobrer

-Among the Cities by Jan Morris – my favorite travel writer, who wrote a great chapter on Australia in this book

After the bookstore, we visited Kings’ College and the beautiful gardens at Clare College.  Having to negotiate steps with Florence’s stroller throne was hard, which prevented us from visiting all the quads.

At Trinity College, we walked through the quad and admired the Gothic architecture.  Each college is its own little world complete with a chapel.

After our visit to Cambridge University, I returned to Epping with my husband’s colleague’s wife for a “cuppa” of tea.  The cold weather made the tea taste delicious, and I had to drink it with two lumps of sugar.

Laurent picked me up after work.  We went back to the hotel and ate a soup, salad, and some bread for dinner.  I drank a cuppa of tea and slept soundly until the next day.

By Ruth Paget, author of Eating Soup with Chopsticks and Marrying France


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Touring Epping (London Suburb, UK) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

Touring Epping (London Suburb, UK) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget – Ruth Pennington Paget

While Laurent went off to work, I got Florence all dolled up after breakfast to go out strolling in the town of Epping on the east side of London. 

Epping is on the Underground (Subway) line, which really makes it a suburb of London.  You can read a book on the way into the City from this pretty place with a huge forest outside it and be rested and relaxed when you get to the office. 

Your spouse can drive you to the station in Epping while he or she shops for groceries, gets kids at school, and does car maintenance during the week, making the car available for traveling on the weekend.  In an emergency downtown, everyone could Uber or Lyft out to their homes or emergency pick-up point.

I think that life situation is a pretty good set up, which you can have in Epping.  People in Chicago live like this.  (Check out the towns of Geneva and Batavia around Chicago.)

Epping has a lot of sidewalks, so I walked into town with a stroller with no problem.  My husband’s colleague gave me British translations for my non-stop American English:  “We call ‘sidewalks’ a ‘path’ here.”

I wondered if the British beat the paths of London like Americans beat the sidewalks of Chicago.  I had already done a lot of sidewalk beating in my short lifetime:

-looking for jobs

-delivering project bids

-selling consulting services

-fundraising for libraries, youth groups, and school activities

At this point in my life, I wanted to beat the sidewalk for cultural enrichment.

Our first stop in town was the Tesco supermarket where I bought food for Florence.  You can learn a lot about another culture by visiting a supermarket.  The first thing I noticed in the store was the limited selection of baby food.  There were only seven kinds and that worried me.

I suspected that the British started giving children “adult” food sooner than the French.  The wife of one of Laurent’s British colleagues confirmed this for me.  The French at that time gave children a liquid “cereal” in a bottle, which I did not like. 

I made food for Florence, used some French liquid cereal, and bought expensive American baby food.  My daughter is strong and healthy as an adult, and I am glad I fed her the way I did.

The store had lots of custard and pudding desserts, which you did not have in France.  Even the group Pink Flloyd made fun of pudding, but it is full of calcium and protein for building muscles.  Tesco also only had concentrated juice and not fresh juice.  I liked to drink orange juice once a day as an American.

I learned quite a bit about what kinds of foods the British like to eat on my 45-minute shopping trip to the Tesco supermarket. 

Living in Japan as an exchange student and hosting foreign exchange students from many countries (Youth for Understanding, People-to-People, Sister Cities, and American Field Service programs) taught me what good places supermarkets are for buying souvenirs like cookies, candy, and magazines for learning English and foreign languages (British English dialect and punctuation in my case).

With the souvenirs and baby food in hand, I set out to explore Epping, which I saw as a nice suburb of London, if we ever had to live in London one day.

By Ruth Paget, author of Eating Soup with Chopsticks and Marrying France

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Eating in "The City" in London (UK) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

Eating in “The City” in London (UK) with Savvy Mom Ruth Paget

On our second trip to London (UK), we set out for the Tate Gallery in London.  As we were walking towards the Tate, Laurent got a nasty piece of dust in his eye and said he needed to sit down and deal with the dust.

“Ok, honey,” I said.  I knew he really did not like modern art.

“Let’s just eat light lunch and skip the Tate today,” I said.

Laurent liked that idea.

The Wren Café sat next to a small Wren Church in the financial district where we eventually walked.  London’s financial district is called “The City.”

The Church was designed by the architect Sir Christopher Wren, the 17^th century Baroque architect, who also built St. Paul’s Cathedral where royal weddings have taken place.  There are about 50 Wren churches in the city of London.  Most have little parks around them with a café.

The Wren Café where we went to eat looks like most American University Cafés.  This is probably why I liked it.  The moment you walked in this café, the aroma of homemade soup teased your nose and made you hungry.

This café served broccoli-cheese soup.  I ordered it from a menu written on a chalkboard.

What made the Wren Café so collegiate was the eccentric collection of customers.  The people eating at the Wren Café included hippies with very long hair, a chic couple with a big bag of books from Dillons, and an older lady with a big bag of books in grocery bags – probably from a used book store.  I thought you could get several perspectives for book discussions here.

We just had tea and a muffin here.  We took the Underground back to the hotel and passed Highgate Cemetery where Karl Marx is buried on the way back to Laughton.  We were going to change hotels for a place closer to town, so I could walk Florence around in her stroller easier.

We ate at the hotel before going to our new hotel.  I loved it that hotels had some “garde manger” or pantry items that they could offer as light meals in the lobby of the hotel to guests.

I ate tomato soup as an entrée and a sesame chicken salad as a main dish, or plat prinicipal.

Most hotels in London at that time used French menu order to designate dishes in the following way:

-hors d’oeuvre (appetizers)

-entrée (first course)

-plat principal (main course)

-fromage (cheese)

-désert (dessert)

If the French have a reliable source of lettuce like a home garden, they serve salad.  The French eat croissants and dessert on the weekend, walk a lot, and do their own housework, and cook lovely family meals, which keeps them thin, limber, and financially independent.

I have always liked this style of living, which I was exposed to on trips to Canada as a child. 

You can take a bus to Canada and shop for Christofle Crystal on Oulette Street in Windsor, Ontario, for example, come back to Detroit, shop at DuMochelle’s and drive back to Grosse Pointe, if you really wanted to.

After lunch, we moved to a Posthouse Hotel in Epping and called it a day.

By Ruth Paget, author of Eating Soup in Chopsticks and Marrying France

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