Broxbourne from Longhoes...

View from the edge of Longhoes...

The house in the middle distance is called Broxbourne. It can't be seen from Sundridge Hill as it is screened off by trees. I don't know much more about it but it looks a nice place. Folk often wonder what it is called and now you know!  

Cuxton Fireworks...

The annual Cuxton Village firework display (organised by the Wheel of Cuxton) never disappoints. Most local displays were cancelled due to the wind and rain, but our sheltered valley and determined local volunteers allowed Cuxton's show to go ahead on November 2nd. as planned.

The photo montages below don't really do justice to the village's spectacular display.  We are very fortunate to have a group that puts in the huge organisational effort to make it happen...

  
Many thanks to the folk of the Wheel of Cuxton...

Air pollution...

The hot Bank Holiday weekend has been blighted by sporadic spells of appalling local air quality. Gentle easterly winds blew a cloud of pollution into our bit of the Medway Valley, clearing only briefly when the wind switched from east to south-east for a few hours on Sunday afternoon.

Here are some snapshots from Church Hill, showing the brownish smog that was hanging over the valley this fine Bank Holiday morning...

Looking south through the "bright golden haze on the meadow" that is Church Hill

The Medway Bridge, just visible through the smog...

The UKAIR air quality website declares this pollution to be "moderate", although levels of PM2.5s have consistently exceeded US air quality standards (no more than 35ug/m3 over 24 hours) for the past couple of days...

Screen grab of air pollution data from UKAIR's Stoke monitoring station

The US seems far more concerned about the quality and safety of the air they breathe than we do: the UK does not feel a need to set short-term limits for the insidious micro-particulates that damage our lungs and cause misery (or much worse) for those suffering from respiratory illnesses.

The East Anglian and Essex coasts have had it far worse than us, however. Our local air pollution is only rated at 5 ("moderate"). They have had ratings of 8 or 9, with the not-at-well-publicised advice from the Environment Agency to "reduce your outdoor activities" (while holding your breath?).

Screen grab of UKAIR's air pollution map for Bank Holiday Monday

Indeed, because there are no short-term UK limits for micro-particulate air pollution, no national air pollution warnings for the south-east England are currently in force.  Laughably, the gassing of visitors to Frinton beach has therefore been linked to a possible "fuel spill" rather than the truth of a far wider poisoning of the very air that the population of South-East England breathes.

This pollution seems to occur as a result of easterly winds and dissipates rapidly if the wind direction shifts (which it now has, mercifully), so there cannot be a local cause. It is possible that we are simply getting the fallout from the wildfires that have been raging in the forests of Siberia for the past couple of months, although similarly poor air quality occurred back in April and in January, before these fires began.

Easterly winds now spell poisonous air for the South-East, based on recent trends.

Having said that, Cuxton and Halling have more than their fair share of sociopaths who don't seem to think that it is wrong to light bonfires in built-up areas. Despite the fact that there is a municipal tip less than a mile away and that the local council provides a weekly green waste collection service, there are still people who can't be bothered to use them. Instead, they prefer to burn their lawn clippings or whatever (often mixed in with other waste, and always during those lovely evenings or weekends in the summer when everyone has their windows open), distributing sticky black combustion residues over their neighbours' properties and filling other people's houses with toxic, carcinogenic, foul-smelling, choking smoke.

And on that happy note, enjoy your Bank Holiday.

Except if you light bonfires, of course, in which case I hope you have a miserable time.  Which you will, because you don't have any friends...

An organic interlude...

Luddesdown's "organic" vineyard has suddenly blossomed.  A sudden and spectacular bloom of wild flowers seems to be a testament to a policy of zero herbicides...

View from Wrenches Shaw...

The deep ploughing that so badly scarred the Luddesdown valley landscape earlier in the year seems to have unearthed a seed bank that has, in some places, now produced a remarkable flush of wild flowers.

The yellow is largely rape or some other mustard, but this is mixed in with the yellows of hawkweeds and sowthistles, as well as a profusion of common poppies and camomile...

View south at Cutter Ridge Road...

Looking west from Cutter Ridge Road...

A mixture of Common Fumitory, Chicory and Borage adds a splash of blue in amongst the reds and yellows...

Borage...

Common fumitory...

Chicory, with Painted Lady butterflies...

As can be seen above, the non-use of herbicides and insecticides has also given rise to an explosion of insect life, particularly bees and butterflies.  Most numerous are the Large and Small Whites that have been attracted to the pesticide-free rape and mustard in their thousands, but 2019 is also a boom year for Painted Ladies, hundreds of which were flying gloriously and powerfully around the fields. Brimstones, Peacocks and Red Admirals were also well-represented, though the vicious spring hack-back of the hedgerows seems to have scared away the Gatekeepers...

Peacock on crimson clover...

Brimstone on Toadflax...

It was also good to see that some Skylarks had returned to the field margins after being driven away in Spring. The long grass was densely flowered with the purple flowers of Knapweed...

Knapweed in the field margins...

I have a feeling that this wild flower bonanza cannot be allowed to continue, however. The vines are being crowded out by this super-abundance of home-grown vegetation, a state of affairs that surely isn't economically tolerable. This bloom is, of course, a one-off brought on by the breaking up of the soil structure. Buried seeds have burst into life for one final, glorious bloom

The vines must be protected as they are what will be making the money. I have little doubt that the vineyard land managers will soon be doing some heavy weeding, perhaps even carefully applying a hefty dose of good old glyphosphate or some other such poison, so that the precious vines can establish themselves free from the competition of pesky local flora and fauna.

Enjoy the flowers, birds, bees and butterflies in the Luddesdown vineyard while you can because I think they will all soon be gone for ever, and not by means of natural seasonal changes. The current flush of flora will not be permitted to set seed, and so gradually the wildflowers will die out.

All that will be left is a dull, sterile monoculture of vines, with vast areas of fields criss-crossed and defaced by the galvanised steels wires and supports.

The old days of the beautiful variety of organic arable farmland at Luddesdown are now gone, possibly forever...

Kitchen Field...

Kitchen Field and its surroundings are still putting on a good show of colour. The yellow Rough Hawksbeard still fills Twenty Acres field...

Twenty Acres field as seen from Kitchen Field....

The poppies in Kitchen Field are starting to give way to the Ox-Eye Daisies...

This Dark Green Fritillary was seen on some Hawkbeard...

Longhoes to the Darnley Mausoleum...

This is the route I took.  Field names are taken from the 1839 Tithe Commissioner's map reproduced in Derek Church's book, "Cuxton: A Kentish Village"...

Ranscombe reserve - 1839 field names...

The name "Longhoes" seems to encompass both the woods and the field to the south these days. Whatever you call it, Middle Longhoes (locally now called "the Poppy Field") is a blaze of colour this year...

Middle Longhoes, looking east...

This field got a brutal scalping in the winter to free up the soil, and I suspect the spectacular eruption of poppies and Vipers Bugloss is down to a bit of deliberate seeding by Plantlife as part of the land plan.

At the edge of the path between the field and Longhoes Wood, a stretch of Rock Rose also was in bloom...

Rock Rose...

Rock Rose is the foodplant of the Brown Argus butterfly and I was hoping to find a few around, but no such luck. There were plenty of other butterflies to see, however.

The poppies weren't confined to Longhoes.  This stand could be seen on the corner of Nether Prebles...

Poppies at Nether Prebles..

Despite the dry weather, the barley in Tuggs and Nine Acres still looked fresh and green...

Just off of the path, a stand of Meadow Clary was in bloom...

Meadow Clary...

Further down the path, Twenty Acres seems to have been given over to Rough Hawksbeard...

Twenty Acres from Kitchen Field...

The red poppies in Kitchen Field are giving way to the white flowers of Chamomile...

Kitchen Field...

Climbing back up the hill along the edge of Birch Wood brings you out onto the track that runs past Lord Darnley's mausoleum...

Cobham mausoleum...

The Earls of Darnley were usually buried in Westminster Abbey, but by the late 18th century, their vaults were full. In his will, the 3rd Earl, John Bligh, left instructions for a mausoleum to be built in Cobham Park, Kent, where he and his descendants could be laid to rest.

After the Earl's death, the family commissioned architect James Wyatt to design a mausoleum following the instructions set out in his will.  The mausoleum was completed in 1786, at a cost of £9000 (well over £1 million in today's prices) but for reasons that remain unclear (possibly involving a dispute with the Bishop of Rochester) the Darnley Mausoleum was not consecrated and could not be used for burial.

During the 20th-century the Earls of Darnley struggled to maintain the Cobham estate, with the mausoleum’s declining state highlighted in Country Life magazine 1939. Moving out of Cobham Hall in the 1950s, the family sold off most of the estate, although the Darnley Mausoleum and surrounding woodland remained in the family’s hands.

Without anyone to watch over the mausoleum, it became a magnet for vandals, with graffiti and over 90 wrecked cars despoiling the site. After an arson attack in the crypt in November 1980, the floor of the chapel collapsed, and the elegant outer staircase was destroyed. With much of the interior blackened, damaged and destroyed, the future looked bleak for the mausoleum.

After a public inquiry, developers were granted permission to convert the mausoleum into a palatial residence, but fortunately they went bankrupt before the scheme could be realised.

With the mausoleum and surrounding woodland open to further decay and vandalism, the Cobham Ashenbank Management Scheme (CAMS) was formed in 2001.  This partnership involved Gravesham Borough Council, Kent County Council, English Nature, The Woodland Trust, English Heritage and the National Trust. CAMS were eventually able to provide the funding for Gravesham Borough Council to buy the mausoleum and the surrounding woodland for £150,000.  CAMS also secured £5m from the Heritage Lottery Fund and later £746,000 from the Office of The Deputy Prime Minister and Union Railways, to fund the restoration.

A condition of the Heritage Lottery Fund was that ownership and maintenance of the property would transfer to the National Trust. In April 2014, the Mausoleum opened its doors to visitors. Usually open on the first Sunday of the month from April - September, South Lodge Barn (about a mile down the track towards Cobham) is the information centre for the Mausoleum. As well as opening on the first Sunday, the National Trust volunteers try to open the Mausoleum one day during the week.

Walking back down the hill through the woods brings you out onto a track running along the edge of woodland overlooking the Warren Road valley.  The fields seem to have been left fallow (something the skylarks driven out from the recently ploughed-up Luddesdowne valley are grateful for) and the Ox-Eye daisies were in full flower...

 Just off the path, a lone Common Spotted Orchid was in bloom...

Common Spotted orchid...

Towards Luddesdown...

The purple flowers of Common Restharrow were much in evidence...

Common Restharrow with Black Medick (the yellow flowers)...

Planting the vineyard...

After resembling a chalk quarry for a few months, the deep-ploughed fields of Luddesdown valley have now been planted with a complement of vines...

In the pictures above you can just make out the metre-high steel rods that the growing vines will be sleeved to once they grow a bit more.

One welcome bonus is that the act of planting seems to have smoothed down the ploughed-up public footpaths across the fields to the extent that you can actually walk comfortably on them once more.

This work has been achieved remarkably quickly. Although the process was mechanised, the French workforce must still have worked extremely hard to get something like 400 acres done in the past couple of weeks.  

As far as I can tell though, nothing more has been added to the soil. The ground still looks like a quarry and many of the vine stems look like they have been planted in pure chalk. I cannot see them growing too well, somehow.  

It all seems very odd. I guess time will tell.