The Albert Memorial
Poor Queen Victoria. For years
she was perceived as a rather stern, matronly, black clad woman who went into a
deep depression at the death of her 'beloved Albert'. And probably never had any
fun ever again. (Apart from, I hope, a few stolen moments in her later years
warming her bunions with Ghillie John Brown.)
Queen Victoria and Ghillie Brown
Queen Victoria and Ghillie Brown
For many years, the image of 'beloved Albert' has been that of a man who was a bit dim, a bit of a political
afterthought who stood by the Queen as she ruled her empire.
Ghillie and some pleasant pheasant dogs
Ghillie and some pleasant pheasant dogs
Neither of these perceptions are
true of course.
Letters from Victoria’s early
life show she was a passionately romantic soul, scribbling up to 2500 words a day
about Albert; how beautiful he was, how good he was in bed, etc etc. Much of the
writing was destroyed after her death as such talk was not the done thing in
Victorian times. Indeed table legs were covered up in those days, deemed to be
too risqué.
The happy couple. Do they look miserable or what?
The happy couple. Do they look miserable or what?
Much closer to the truth is that Victoria
battled with her heart ruling her head, she spent her whole life kicking
against domineering men who wanted to control her, and fighting with Albert.
The Prince Consort, a rather clever and scheming soul wanted the Sax Coberg Gothe dynasty
to marry into as many European Royal families as possible and to that end,
Victoria had to produce as many children as possible. While running an empire.
She had her first child within a
year of marriage, robbing her of time alone with 'beloved Albert', and she bitterly resented
that. She had a very poor relationship
with her own mother, moving her out of the palace to an apartment of her own and making sure she stayed there. Maybe that lack of bonding, plus the Royals habit of seeing their
children for fifteen minutes before supper every second Wednesday, seriously affected Victoria. She was little more than a baby factory. Her
letters hint at post natal depression and horrific mood swings. They clearly show her frustration as Albert
and his advisors pat her on the head over a good luncheon as they decide which child to marry off to
who.
'Vicki', Princess Royal, Her Dad and a dog who is in need of a good dinner
Her eldest daughter Vicki was sent
off for a walk to a romantic highland spot with a 25 year old suitor (Frederick The Third I think ) who she later
married or was told to marry. Vicki was
14 at the time.
After our disappointing visit to
the Diana Memorial Non fountain, we walked up to The Albert Memorial (about seven
minutes stroll). It is so spectacularly ostentatious you can’t help but admire
it. When it was opened in 1872, it had
cost 11 million pounds in today’s money to build. All paid for by public subscription. Albert had died eleven years previously at the age of
42, of typhoid or Crohn’s disease or stomach cancer.
It was when Albert died that Victoria grew confident on her own abilities and evolved into the political powerhouse that had elder statesmen quaking in their breeches. She was probably the last of the monarchs who had her opinion listened to and valued by the government of the day. Nowadays some of the Royals can't be trusted to put their shoes on the right way round. I'm sure Stan and CO would come up with a mathematical model to prove how much cross breeding should take place before the chinless wonder, good with horses, can't walk and chew at the same time gene comes into play.
It was when Albert died that Victoria grew confident on her own abilities and evolved into the political powerhouse that had elder statesmen quaking in their breeches. She was probably the last of the monarchs who had her opinion listened to and valued by the government of the day. Nowadays some of the Royals can't be trusted to put their shoes on the right way round. I'm sure Stan and CO would come up with a mathematical model to prove how much cross breeding should take place before the chinless wonder, good with horses, can't walk and chew at the same time gene comes into play.
But in all seriousness, the number of other
memorials around the UK, show what a popular chap Albert was. He was an astute politician, a true
statesman with a powerful intellect, multi lingual and aware of the precipitous
nature of the Empire and the social condition that some (most of!) Victoria's subjects lived under. His contribution
to organizing the Great Exhibition of 1851 is well documented.
This was as far as they would let me go
And looking at the monument now, to me it smacked of imperialism and the empire, and when Britannia ruled the waves and all that stuff. But seemingly not. Or maybe the component parts have been reinterpreted to be more palatable and ethically sound.
The official version is that “two
allegorical sculpture programs: four groups depicting Victorian industrial arts
and sciences (agriculture, commerce, engineering and manufacturing), and four
more groups representing Europe, Asia, Africa and The Americas at the four
corners, each continent-group including several ethnographic figures and a
large animal. (A camel for Africa, a bison for the Americas, an elephant for
Asia and a bull for Europe.)”
To me it just looked like a woman
lording over her lessers!
The central part is surrounded by the Frieze of Parnassus which depicts composers and poets on the south side ,
architects on the north side, painters on the west side.
The Albert Memorial was influenced
by the style of – the Scott Monument in Edinburgh which was designed twenty
years earlier.
Albert is shown looking south, towards the Royal
Albert Hall.
The canopy has two historical
figures on each side, made from enamel, polished stone, onyx, marble and
granite. King David, Homer, Apelles, Raphael, Solomon, Ictinus Phidias and
Michelangelo all beautifully depicted. The pillars have statutes representing sciences:
Astronomy, Geology, Chemistry, Geometry, Rhetoric, Medicine, Philosophy and
Physiology.
Around the canopy reads Queen
Victoria and Her People • To The Memory Of Albert Prince Consort • As A Tribute
Of Their Gratitude • For A Life Devoted to the Public Good.
At the top of the canopy are
eight statues of the moral and Christian virtues; Faith, Hope, Charity and
Humility Fortitude, Prudence, Justice, Temperance.
Above that gilded angels raise their
arms heavenwards.
Above that is a gold cross.
By the late 1990s the Memorial
had fallen into a state of some decay and it took twenty million dollars to
repair it. The sprayed figure of Albert himself is now back to glowing gold
leaf, for the last eighty years it has been covered in black paint. Theories
are that it was blackened during World War 1 to stop it being a target for Zeppplins,
other theories that it was part of the anti German sentiment that was prevalent
at that time. During the restriction though they found out that the black paint
pre dated the WW1 and might have been an attempt to protect the leaf from atmospheric
pollution.
As it stands at the moment, you
can walk round it but there is a padlocked gate which is open for guided tours
where all the above will be explained in great detail just in case anybody gets
the wrong end of the stick and thinks it’s a monument to the Imperialist past when
Britannia really did rule the waves.
And anything else she could get
her hands on.
Caro Ramsay 16 01 2015
Great post, Caro. It's made me consider Queen Victoria in a whole new light. I think of her in her latter years without considering what she went through in order to get there.
ReplyDeleteHmm. A story of how a great woman came to escape the stereotype and rewrite history. Seems to apply to at least six I know from just these parts.
ReplyDeleteTo which parts of the six women are you referring, Jeff?
ReplyDeleteLovely post, Caro (pretty much what I've come to expect from you...)
Left-Coast-Crime-Attendees: Is it too early to think about organizing an MIE get-together?
As soon as I read, "a few stolen moments in her later years warming her bunions with Ghillie John Brown," I knew it was your turn to write.
ReplyDeleteYes, apparently Victoria was a baby factory and it has been said by some that those babies spread hemophilia through the royal houses of Europe. All told, a sad family. Your detailed descriptions and history, Caro, are very interesting. As were your summaries of those destroyed letters!
ReplyDeleteThank you kind bloggers for your comments. It does make you wonder what the female brain could have achieved if it had not been stuck back in the cave soothing the cheek of the troubled infant. What diseases would we have cured, what would we have discovered? Calorie free chocolate?
ReplyDeleteAnd yes Barbara, Victoria was a carrier of heamophilia. Her son Leopold was a sufferer and her daughters Beatrice and Alice were carriers. ( it's on the X chromosome so it's a man thing - like lager and reverse parking). Geneticists say that the European Royal family - with it's inbreeding was a perfect storm for a female to present with truly inherited heamophilia (rather than the mutated sort) but there is no record of it ever happening . Probably due to the child dying so young, as many of them did.