The Lord Mayor’s Show 2011

David Wootton, Lord Mayor.

On Saturday 12 November, London celebrated the installation of the 684th Lord Mayor of London, Alderman David Wootton at the annual Lord Mayor’s Show.  Based at Mansion House, his principal role is ambassador for all UK based financial and professional services.  Not to be confused with the Mayor of London, Boris Johnson who is concerned with the strategic governance of Greater London.

Crowds at the Lord Mayor's Show.

The procession is a spectacular show of Britain at its best with thousands lining the three mile route which passes from The Guildhall via Mansion House to St Paul’s Cathedral (where the Lord Mayor is blessed) to the Royal Courts of Justice where the Lord Mayor swears allegiance to the Crown.

The 6000+ participants included the Great Twelve Livery Companies (Mercers, Grocers, Drapers, Fishmongers, Goldsmiths, Merchant Taylors, Skinners, Habadashers, Salters, Ironmongers, Vintners and Clothworkers) as well as marching bands, charities, schools, Yeoman Warders, Pikemen and Musketeers, former Lord Mayors, sheriff’s, members of the clergy, the City of London Police and more.   Spectacular Carriages (some supplied by the Royal Mews), horses, sheep, Stephen Fry (doing a ‘fry-on-the-wall documentary), Clare Balding (trotting alongside the procession in inimitable style presenting for the BBC) gowns, fur, swords, muskets, pikes, bejewelled chains of office, maces – a pageant of colour and carnival to welcome the new Lord Mayor.

Trooper from The Blues and Royals of the Household Cavalry Regiment. The escort to the new Lord Mayor.

Captain Alistair Bassett Cross leading The Company of Pikemen and Musketeers.

Yeoman Warders, Pikemen and Musketeers watching the procession outside Mansion House.

HM Forces salute.

Yeoman Warders.

Clare Balding presenting for the BBC.

Members of the Worshipful Company of Fletchers.

Members of the Worshipful Company of Fletchers.

Stan Brown, Ward Beadle, Port Soken and Malcolm Potter, Beadle, Bridge Within and Without.

Members of the Company of Pikemen and Musketeers at ease outside Mansion House.

David Lawless, the Lord Mayor's Coachman. The 6 horses drawing the carriage were provided by (when HM The Queen is out in a carriage she has 8 horses pulling it)

Pageant Master, Dominic Reid (r) chatting to members of the Company of Pikemen and Musketeers.

Caspar Wootton, grandson of the Lord Mayor.

The Lord Mayor and his wife are blessed by Canon Pastor Michael Colclough, St Paul's Cathedral. While the State Coach was unable to stop at the front of the Cathedral (due to the occupiers tents) the procession continued as usual giving us a rare glimpse of the blessing.

Alderman and Sheriff Alan Yarrow with his Chaplain, Canon Giles Fraser. (who resigned as Canon Chancellor of St Paul's on October 27 2011).

Doggett's Coat and Badge Men with Pikemen and Musketeer outside the Royal Courts.

Masters of the Worshipful Company of Drapers, Grocers and Mercers.

The Lord Mayor's State Coach outside the Royal Courts of Justice.

Aldermen Past the Chair - Carriage with former Lord Mayors, Sir John Stuttard (2006-7, Glazier), Ian Luder (2008-9, Cooper), Sir David Lewis (2007-8, Solicitor), Nick Anstee (2009-10, Butcher) l-r

Lady Mayoress, Elizabeth Wootton and son Christopher. The Lady Mayoress wearing English Tweed from Carlisle and gloves presented to her by the Worshipful Company of Glovers.

The Lord Mayor's Car. Registration LMO.

The Front of the Pageantmaster's Land-Rover.

The Lord Mayor's State Coach.

Outside Mansion House at the end of the Show.

Alderman David Wootton, Lord Mayor is not merely some ‘corporate lawyer chappie’ (Guardian Sports journalist Martin Kelner bemoaning the fact that the Show was broadcast on BBC1 in the place of Football Focus) who dresses up in gown and tricorn.  He works exceptionally hard representing the interests of the City both in the UK and abroad, giving over 700 speeches throughout the year and addressing over 10,000 people each month.  I might add that he does not take a salary for this position.  I wish him the best with the challenges that lie ahead.

The 2012 Lord Mayor’s Show is on Saturday 10 November.


Further images from the show can be seen on the following link

In May 2010 my book on the Company of Pikemen and Musketeers at the Lord Mayor’s Show 2009 was presented to HM The Queen by the Company of Pikemen and Musketeers.  The book can be viewed on the following link.

If you would like to buy a copy of the book (limited edition of 150) please contact me directly as I have some copies.  Likewise if you would like a print or license to use any of the images.

Pageant Master of almost 20 years, Dominic Reid OBE gives a lecture on the history of the Lord Mayor’s Show:’s-show

Barfleur with Campbell de Salis chez Artmonger JH

Coat of arms, Barfleur

This weekend, Campbell De Salis (aka Fiona Campbell and Rodolph de Salis) had the pleasure of a weekend sojourn to Barfleur, Normandy at the kind invitation of artmonger JH who resides in a beautiful house on the harbour front packed with curious treasures and artworks.  

A charming and dare I use the word ‘unspoilt’ harbour village that was the principal port of the medieval Anglo-Norman Plantagenet Kingdom. Point of departure in 1066 for the Normans to the Battle of Hastings and in 1120, The White Ship carrying Prince William, the only legitimate son of Henry 1 of England went down outside the Harbour causing chaos in the monarchy.  According to reports (possibly from the only survivor, a butcher from Rouen named Berold, the crew had imbibed rather alot of Calvados).

Artist, Paul Signac(1853-1935) had a house in Barfleur.  In a letter to his friend and art collector Gaston Lévy, Signac wrote: ‘The port has enough hustle and bustle about it, and is lined with houses of a handsome and pure architecture. The countryside around is magnificent and very wooded, and the terrain is rolling. It’s one of the high spots of France: the sea is beautiful and the gardens are full of flowers’.

Indeed Barfleur was to provide a cornucopia of delights, from the glorious residence and inside knowledge of our host and his trusty companion Clemmy the sheepdog, to the flea market, fishermen, medieval buildings, fruits de mer,  the ferry journeys (of course) and visit to the Chevalier in Cherbourg… 

The ferry from Portsmouth to Cherbourg provided plenty of entertainment before we were picked up by our host, JH and Clemmy for the short (25K) journey to Barfleur.

Departure from Portsmouth, a passenger ferry crosses our wake.
Rodolph sporting a fine tabard.  He takes his health and safety on board seriously.
Barfleur harbour.
Clemmy (r) and chum

JH taking photograph of Campbell de Salis from outside his residence.
JH collection of crucifixen (jcs carved out of bone hence upright arms) with stapled
together plate in background ‘Dans un amoroux delire. On peut tenter, tout dire’…

JH residence
JH residence
Saint de Salis (r) in JH residence
As luck would have it, the Barfleur ‘Vide Grenier’  (literal translation ’empty attic’, flea market, car bootie) set up on our doorstep.  The next Vide-Grenier is on Sunday 24th July 2011.
Vide-Grenier on the harbour front.

Campbell de Salis in Action.

The Belgian,  Jacques Brel wrote and recorded his songs almost exclusively in French.
The item on the right was on sale for 1 euro… 
Barfleur’s principal resource is its fishing.  The Barfleur white mussel is one of the most sought after in France.
‘Mini cuisine vapeur’… 
Le vendeur.
Les chapeuxs.
Rodolph looking resplendant in French chapeu.
Chopin, the bassett hound.
Bassett hound, name unknown.
Le chat.
Les moines.
Le mur.
The church of St Nicholas, Barfleur.  It took 223 years to build starting in 1650.

Once the grenier-vide finished there was time to explore the local environs.

Clemmy, our trusty companion.

Before the war this used to be a sandy beach.

Entrance to the harbour.  
Les bateaux.
A handsome potter resides in Barfleur which is renowned for its house plaques and roof tiles known as ‘epis de faitage’ or roof statues.  If you are favoured by said potter you may be lucky enough to have a custom made statue often a bird on your roof.
No 26.
No. 26. This one bears a striking resemblance to our dear Prince Philip…
Les fleurs de Barfleur.
The pink house.
Back at the residence…
JH and Rodolph discuss preparation of the fish purchased from  the harbour.
Sole on mosaic table, creation by JH.
The aftermath of the artichokes.
On the way to our return ferry JH kindly took us to the Chevalier where I purchased some horse steak and horse sausage on order from my friend Craig Hunt who has a superb food blog.  Here’s a link to his entry which has a good explanation of the history of horse eating.   

Fiona outside the horse butcher.  Photograph by Rodolph de Salis.
Certificate awarded to the Chevaline de Cherbourg by the Confrerie Cassine des Chevaliers de Saint-Jacques.
The steaks are cut by our friendly butcher.
We were kindly offered some of the red horse sausage, a bit like liver sausage .  Just in case you’re in doubt of the provenance of the meat there’s a picture of a horse on the label.
Horse sausages or chipos / short for chipolatas.
Rodolph was rather envious of this couple with their travel scrabble, very practical for those bumpy journeys.   
We did however have plenty of things to keep us occupied on the sea voyage.
Rodolph found himself a prime seat with a superb view.
Rodolph masquerading as commuter back in the smoke.  Waterloo Station.

On return to London I took one of the horse steaks and sausages to my chef friend Charles Merrington who was celebrating his birthday with a barbecue.  Hot debate ensued and some party goers thought I was ‘taking them for a ride’… Alas I did not get to try the horse as Charlie’s fellow chef, Ruben put it to one side for concentrated degustation the following day.  He had never tried horsemeat before.

Day 3 Venice Biennale

Milanese offering.  Hat by Victoria Grant.
Front door of the Palazzo, location of very exclusive birdsnest party at which most of the guests arrived by boat.
View through the window of the Peggy Guggenheim Museum.
Koen Vanmechelen’s Chicken, part of the CCP / Cosmopolitan Chicken Research Project.
“After so many generations, I started noticing the diversity on the surface, what made we wonder. And so, together with a team of scientists, we jumped inside the chicken.”  Koen Vanmechelen
Narrow House, 2010, Erwin Wurm Austria.
This lady was sitting on a bench with a bucket on her head singing.  Art?  discuss…
Artist Performer applying ice to the buttocks of his victim who had been whipped as he circled the pole. 
This was accompanied by an ‘art’ rock band and men in suits melting glass bottles in a furnace.
Part of the Chinese offering at The Arsenale by Yang Maoyuan
Party goer awaits water taxi in her stilettos… probably on the way to the Bauer Hotel.