Countries, UK

Where do PMs go when they die?

As Britain prepares to bid farewell to its third Prime Minister in seven years a question I’m asked… ‘where do PMs go when they die?’

Though, of course while Boris Johnson will very much reappear large as life in public life.

Politically, he’s a dead parrot.

And so for the day that’s in it here’s a brush stroke on where PMs go when they leave No.10 Downing Street.

And where as a tourist you can find them.

Sing when you’re Winnie

V for victory: Winston Churchill

Winston Churchill, Chartwell House: And the most famous British PM of them all.

He was as much at home in Chartwell House as No.10 Downing Street.

Chartwell House in Kent in the south of England was the wartime leader’s family home.

Though he spent much of those years in the fascinating War Rooms in Westminster in London.

Walking around Chartwell is like entering a time warp with the decor still 1930s.

And, of course, there are gifts to Winnie, and keepsakes, and his own art.

Britain’s champion is buried not as many think in Westminster Abbey.

But in Bladon, Oxfordshire where the noble Marlborough family go to die.

Give it Welly

Peak form: Duke of Wellington

Duke of Wellington, Stratfield Saye House: Arthur Wellesley, for it is he, is the last Irish Prime Minister of the UK.

Born in Dublin, he might not be the most popular man in that island.

He did after all coin the putdown ‘you don’t have to be a horse to be born in a stable.’

Here come the Irish: Mum, me and the Chooky Wellington

But he has a special place in Britain as the victor of Waterloo.

And you can glory in his success at Stratfield Saye House in Hampshire.

With selected tours over the spring and summer.

Lloyd George knew my father

Peacemaker: Lloyd George at Versailles

Lloyd George Museum, Cricieth, North Wales: And no, he didn’t, the WW1 leader was more my grandfather’s vintage.

Although he had him fighting in the trenches for the Canadian Army then.

Neither David Lloyd George and Grandpa George were born with silver spoons.

And you can see Lloyd George’s humble beginnings in the Lloyd George Museum in Llanystumdwy, Cricieth.

Perhaps the best example of where he started and where he finished lies in the shoemaker’s workshop and the Versailles Treaty.

Big shoes to fill for those who follow.

The daddy of them all

Born to the manor: Robert Walpole

Robert Walpole, Houghton Hall, Norfolk: And you’ll have heard his spirit magicked up these past days.

As Britain’s first PM and one who lasted the longest, nearly 21 years.

Despite Boris Johnson and his lick spittle Jacob Rees-Mogg raised the possibility that BoJo could last that long.

And that was fantasy.

Walpole’s estate in Norfolk, East Anglia is 300 years old this year, so a good time to flag it up and reconnect with history.

Happy Ever Arthur

Oval office: But Balfour was in No.10

Arthur Balfour, Whittingehame, East Lothian: Not a PM whose name rolls off the tongue.

He is best associated with the Middle East through his Balfour Doctrine.

And he only served for three and a half years, which will be longer than BoJo, or should that be BoGo?

But Balfour whose stint was in the early years of the last century lies just up the road from me now.

In his homestead of Whittingehame.

While he was also a keen golfer tutored by the clubmaker Ben Sayers.

And that’s just outside my War Room window in North Berwick.

When it came to the offer of a State Funeral Balfour turned it down.

BoGo

Taking flight: Boris Johnson

Can’t imagine when Boris Johnson’s time comes that he’d be afforded the same offer.

So where do PMs go when they die?

Well, in the end it’s for the Man Upstairs to decide.

But perhaps the inscription on his grave will be…

’Here lies former UK Prime Minister Boris Johnson, and lies and lies and lies.’

 

Countries, Culture, Music, UK

Britannia? Yacht to try these UK sites instead

You know when you live somewhere but never visit that famous site, like me and the Royal Yacht Britannia in Edinburgh.

It can’t be because I take a stand against lavish palaces or ostentatious wealth… I love Rome and the Vatican.

Comfort is the watchword

So, I’ll need to get myself along and see how the other half live.

One would like tea for two

Heck, who am I kidding? It’s how I like to live when our killjoy leaders aren’t closing down all the borders.

But for now, and in the spirit of the Which survey of the best of the top 50 most-visited attraction I give you…

My entirely scientific and undeniably definitive five UK attractions.

Cottage industry

Anyone know a poem? Burns Cottage

Alloway, Ayrshire: Well, if it was good enough for Wordsworth and Shelley and Muhammad Ali to visit!

Robert Burns’ home village in Ayrshire, the centre point of which is the cottage in which he was born in the 18th century, is a truly spiritual place.

Check out the statues of Tam O Shanter, Souter Johnny, Burns’ father’s grave, the statue of a mouse and Brig o’ Doon.

Robin reliant

Boy and the Hood: Nottingham

The Robin Hood Experience, Nottingham: It takes an outlaw to know an outlaw.

You’ll immerse yourself in Sherwood Forest in an un prepossessing building near Nottingham Castle and get a chance too to twang your arrow.

While actors dressed in costumes of those heroes of legend interact with you.

Chocs away

The best bar none for chocolates

Cadbury World, Birmingham: And you thought Willie Wonka was an invention, you Willie Wonka.

You can take a cart through the history of cocoa in this chocolate heaven in Bournville (yes, really), Birmingham.

On your tour, you’ll see how chocolate is made and best of all are sent away with a handful of bars.

Daddy’s Little Girl took two handfuls.

Churchillian speech

Mapping out a day out… in the War Rooms

The Churchill War Rooms, London: And deep within the vaults in Whitehall in the heart of London, Winston and his pals waged the Second World War.

You can see his bedroom, the map room, the decoders.

And when we found all the other sites were closing up for the day they let us in. Well, we were on the right side!

Get back!

Fab Four in Liverpool

The Beatles Story, Liverpool: If The Beatles had been American then they’d have turned their home city into a visitors’ attraction.

Which may seem like a step too far although it does work in Graceland because it is outside of Memphis.

Yes, it’s great to have the museum down by Albert Dock in Liverpool, the bus tour, Penny Lane and the Eleanor Rigby statue.

But the idea that the Cavern Club should be in danger of closure because of financial troubles is a local and national disgrace.

Over to you Paul McCartney… don’t let it be!