Dunster Castle, Dunster, Exmoor

Dunster Castle

The strength and power of England is encapsulated in the majestic view of Dunster Castle which is gained when arriving along the A39. The view from the railway line that runs between Minehead and Bishop’s Lydeard (now run by the West Somerset Railway and using preserved steam and diesel locomotives) is equally grand. It’s an artist’s dream and quite photogenic. Cattle graze lazily to give a canvas of England’s green and glorious lands which lay low in foreground coupled with the darker hues of green which grace the hills that surround Dunster castle and village in the background. Between the two and perched on top of the tor, Dunster Castle is a classic picture of English stately elegance. The exotic and diverse shades of greenery surrounding the castle almost camouflage its very existence. Read on as my ‘education through exploration’ follows on from my visit to St George’s church. In St George’s we discovered two family names – de Mohun and Luttrell. On this visit I discovered that they were the only families to own the castle. A visit to Dunster Castle explores 1000 years of history and expands my recently acquired knowledge and caused me to search for further details regarding the families. During my tour of the castle I made a fascinating discovery before going off to explore the castle grounds and working watermill. 

The de Mohun’s – a medieval military base – 1086-1376

The castle’s history covers all the great and iconic moments of England’s history over the past 1000 years. If buildings could talk, I’m sure that it would have many tales to tell. Dunster Castle’s history begins not long after the Norman invasion of 1066 and subsequent victory at the battle of Hastings. William de Moyon (this was his French name, and he adapted this to his English family name of de Mohun) was a Norman lord who assisted William in his conquering invasion. His efforts and loyalty were rewarded when he was granted some 55 west county manors which included lands in and around Dunster. In 1084 he became the sheriff of Somerset and is also credited with the founding of Dunster Priory (which we learnt about in our visit to St George’s Church). His son William de Mohun II became the first Earl of Somerset and between him and his father set about building a motte and bailey timber castle atop the tor to keep guard over a rebellious west country. William de Mohun II was the most prominent of the de Mohuns, becoming infamous in the west country during the power struggle between Matilda and Stephen in the Civil War of 1139-1153. The castle was run by the de Mohuns for about 300 years. During the ownership of the castle by the de Mohuns, they built it into a powerful medieval stronghold as stone battlements, towers (there is half a tower remaining) and the lower-level gateway and oak doors (the only complete parts that remain) were added to its fortifications. In 1376 John de Mohun died and was the last senior male in the line of the de Mohuns of Dunster. Having no heir, his widow, Joan, then decided to sell the castle to Lady Elizabeth Luttrell (you might remember her name, when we discovered her tomb in St George’s church). Lady Elizabeth was the head of the Luttrell family and agreed to pay 5000 marks (in England and Scotland we used marks as having monetary value though they did not appear as a physical coin; their value at this this time was two thirds of a pound sterling) to transfer the ownership of the Dunster castle and estate post Joan’s death.

The Luttrell’s – a family home 1376 – 1976

Lady Elizabeth (a granddaughter of Edward I) died before Joan, so her son Sir Hugh Luttrell acquired the castle after Joan’s death in 1404. You can begin to see why he had such a grand tomb in St George’s church as the first of the Luttrells to own the castle. Sir Hugh didn’t move into the castle till Christmas 1405 but set about repairing and expanding it into a country home fit for the family. This included glazing all the windows and, in 1420, building the gatehouse (at a cost of £250) by which entrance to the castle is made to this day.
When the quick tempered and argumentative George Luttrell inherited the castle in 1571, he set about converting it into a luxurious country home. In 1617 he employed William Arnold (a master mason and designer who had worked on Wadham College, Oxford and Montacute House, Somerset) to reform the castle into a Jacobean-style mansion (James I was king of England at the time).
Luttrell allegiances during the years of the Civil Wars of 1642-1651 changed back and forth. They were on the side of Parliament when the wars broke out. When the castle was under attack by the Royalists (those loyal to King Charles I), the Luttrells surrendered to the Royalists and switched sides! This change in allegiance meant that Prince Charles (later Charles II king of England, Scotland and Ireland 1660-1685) stayed in the castle (a bedroom has been named after him). Parliament forces then seized the castle in 1645.
After the war Oliver Cromwell (Lord Protector of England, Scotland and Ireland 1653-1658) decided that the castle walls needed to be demolished to ‘slight’ the castle (we saw the same evidence of this when we visited Berkley Castle, Gloucestershire). It took about 200 men 12 days to complete his wishes. Thankfully, and for our benefit George Luttrell managed to convince the men to only destroy the outer walls.

After the turmoil of the English Civil Wars and over the next few centuries, each generation of Luttrells spent money on improving the “castle” (castle in inverted commas as it became a country mansion rather than remain a castle). One of those whose improvements that can still be seen today happened after Francis Luttrell married a wealthy Dorset heiress, Mary Tregonwell, in 1680. She brought much needed funds to the project. These additions included the wooden staircase that provides us with access between the two floors, a new dining room and elaborate plasterwork ceilings.
Other improvements were made by the next generations, which included the employment of Salvin. He altered the exterior of the house to resemble a castle once more. Two new towers and battlements were added to give it a more aesthetic appearance. George Luttrell inherited the house in 1867, and with the help of Salvin they altered the exterior of the property by building two new towers and adding some additional battlements to ensure a more picturesque castle. He probably did as much destruction as he did construction, as, sadly, he removed the chapel. His extensive modernization project also included the supply of running hot water, the conservatory, Victorian windows, a billiard room, drawing room, a library, outer hall and a new gallery on the first floor.
The end of the Luttrells’ association with Dunster Caste came in 1976 when Lieutenant Colonel Walter Luttrell gave the castle to the National Trust thus concluding his family’s fascinating history with Dunster Castle.
Dunster Castle has a fascinating history from its origins as a Norman and medieval fortress before evolving into a family home. The current keepers of the castle are the National Trust who do a great job striking the right balance between conserving the castle and allowing people to enjoy its special charm and character.

The leather Gallery In Dunster Castle

One room in a tour of the castle requires special attention as the works displayed there are unique. A conversation with the gentleman who kept an eye on this room’s treasures revealed that if there was a fire then everyone would run to this room to save the paintings. The paintings on display depict the love story of Roman general Anthony and the Egyptian queen Cleopatra. The detail in these paintings is incredible and unique as they’re painted on leather. Details of how they were produced is given on note boards. On closer inspection one can see where the work was cut and stuck back together. As I read my guidebook it informs me that, as they weren’t commissioned for Dunster, they were altered to fit the room. It is astonishing that such works of art were so freely cut and rehung. As the only collection in the UK, they should draw a crowd, but I wonder how many pass by, blissfully unaware of the significance and wealth in these paintings.

Dunster Castle gardens

Remember our first view of Dunster Castle, where an exotic and diverse view of greenery almost camouflages the castle! One imagines that this was not always the case, as we learnt about the castle’s strategic importance. Flourishing flowers and green trees would have been the last thing on a garrison’s mind. It was during the Luttrell family occupancy that the castle became a family home, and changes were also made to the gardens. The castle’s location perched on top of a tor means that the gardens are steep. Different Luttrells have added their splash of creativity to the gardens as fashion and trends have changed through the centuries. It was in the 19th and 20th century that the garden really took the form that we see today as George Luttrell built an impressive Victorian garden full of terraces and colorful borders. But it was Alys Luttrell, an avid gardener and plant collector, who transformed the Victorian garden into a subtropical haven. Dunster’s climate provides the opportunity to thrive! Meandering along the eastern edge of the castle grounds is the river Avill.

Watermill

The river Avill provides the water to power this working watermill. A watermill was a necessity years ago, but it is remarkable to see one still in action and producing goods. The watermill currently produces 14 tonnes of flour a year.

Conclusion

Dunster Castle has provided a fascinating insight into the history of two families closely associated with the village of Dunster. Details of this history are in notes on display in the various rooms of Dunster castle. Specialized tours are also available at various times and at an extra cost. Dunster Castle is a lesser-known castle compared to some of the more illustrious of our land, Windsor, Edinburgh, Warwick, Cardiff, Dover, etc. It is, however, fascinating with its own story to tell. My explorations have built on the initial findings made in St Georges Church as meaning was put to the names of the tombs found inside the church. Dunster Castle has survived the ravages of war and somehow managed to remain in the family during so many political and social changes. As the castle has evolved the transformation from a timber motte and bailey into a splendid country house is remarkable and well worth a visit. Though no longer a family home it has been carefully passed on to the public to enjoy as their country home!! I hope, like me, you enjoy a visit to this castle, and feel free to let me know your thoughts!

Wonderful Wells

I’m very fortunate that my job takes me to some of England’s more intriguing places. Today I was in Wells, my destination being blessed in glorious spring sunshine had to be appreciated both before and after work. I noticed it described as “a hidden gem in the heart of Somerset”. No truer words have been put on an advertising leaflet. Even though the film Hot Fuzz was filmed here, locals and tourists don’t flock to Wells to explore; their loss and my gain.

 

England’s smallest city doesn’t disappoint! Dominated by its grand and impressive cathedral and bishop’s palace, this city leaves the mind to wonder at its very existence. How? Why? Why here? The ‘when’ is quite clear as there are plenty of plaques to say that this or that was put up in this or that year with most reading a date in the 15th century. The two dominating parts of this city are slightly more than a stone’s throw from each other but are clearly linked through religion. It looks like bishops lived well back then!! But it is the why that remains unanswered by a casual stroll through what is nothing more than a small town but has city status. Like some of its neighbouring towns it offers no reason for its presence. It doesn’t appear to have been a strategic position in yesteryear battles, there is no castle, there are no signs of industrialism, confirmed by its lack of railway.

Bishops Palace

Firstly, the palace resembles a castle with its impressive moat. First impressions may well have confused more people than I but this is rectified upon entrance through an imposing gateway to read the informative signs. It is the home for the bishop of Bath and Wells. It’s fortifications, moat, drawbridge and portcullis wouldn’t look out of place at most castles around the country. Such a well-fortified home for a religious leader. Why? Does this highlight even more how much religion once played a huge part in this country’s history and how little it will play in its future? Step inside these fortifications and wonder where is the missing keep? Instead one is greeted with some ruins, and what looks like a stately home.

Secondly, the impressive cathedral, a spectacular example of British architecture. This cathedral gives the city its rights. Stand and admire this grand and impressive building from the greens to the front, marvel at the level of detail on the outside alone. Ponder the hours and effort that must have gone into making this cathedral

look so amazing. The western front facade is dominated by small figurines. We are so blessed in these isles with amazing heritage that it is all too easy to take these buildings for granted. Anything looks more beautiful in the sun, this was confirmed in my springtime visit as the sun waved its magic wand and lit up this majestic building. Standing there my breath was taken away.

Vicars Close

To the north of the cathedral is the charming Vicars close, a fascinating parade of similar houses and constructed way back (actually 1363 as a notice proudly displays). Walk to the end to get an impressive view of the cathedral with the forefront of the picture dominated by these ancient houses and chimneys.

My visit inside the cathedral took place back in Autumn last year. Stepping inside these buildings I marvel and wonder why they were designed this way. To have such high ceilings seems like a waste of space or was it part of an acoustic design? Perhaps a visit when this place is in full choir or song may prove the theory, not that I expect to see these places over packed with worshippers.

I would challenge anyone to discover some of these beautiful buildings and lovely locations that this country has to offer and let me know where my meanderings should take me next.

 

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Awesome Autumn!

 

We have been so blessed this autumn with glorious weather. Those that haven’t been out to appreciate the display that nature affords have missed a trick. The colours of this season make it my favourite of the four seasons and when the sun makes an appearance in autumn one is compelled to grab the opportunity to get out and explore.

With this in mind I took myself out to Forde Abbey. The abbey and gardens are stunningly beautiful at this time of year and so much more impressive than the display at Stourhead, a near neighbour. I had been to both sites before but the contrast between them is marked. The crowds flock to Stourhead with its reputation of beauty, its use as a film location and it being part of a National Trust (NT) property. These benefits make it a busy, popular and well-known choice of destination especially for those with annual NT membership. Many, including myself, enter Stourhead at the presentation of their annual pass but here an opening of the wallet is required. Forde Abbey is unknown to many, privately owned, off the beaten track, in an area of the country not known for its beauty (though this should be robustly disputed) but proved to display autumn in all its glory.

After eventually navigating my way to the abbey (it had been a few years since I had been there), the approach brings the visitor in along its main drive. Either side tower trees that shield from the sun and create a natural green and orange tunnel. After parking up and buying my ticket, I wander through the kitchen gardens. It is clearly evident that it is the end of the season; there are deserted flowerbeds being prepped for the winter but there still remains an abundance of flowers and colour that makes me stop and take it in.  Even more noticeable are the unexpected bees and butterflies enjoying the delights that these flowers still have to offer and the late sun burst.

Leaving the kitchen garden, I make my way through the shaded and cold courtyard, and round to the front lawn. There is no immediate wow factor at first sight of the south face, but as you walk around and get a full view from differing angles it is truly beautiful. The dew is evident and a clear sign that autumn is truly upon us. Entering at 11am the ground was still dew sodden and the effects of the burning sun were yet to take effect. The rest of my day was spent with soaking wet trainers (need to invest in some waterproof shoes).

The gardens have been designed superbly and are in close proximity to show off the house. There are ponds and their locations provide photographers’ dreams. The reflections they create are breath taking. It is as if the house basks in the autumn sunshine. These reflections are interrupted every now and again, firstly, as the house takes a little respite as a few clouds drift in front of the sun and, secondly, from the gimmick water show in the mermaid pond. This powerful eruption of water only happens 3 times a day and lasts for 15 minutes on each occasion. This disturbs the pristine, mirrored pond and draws a small audience to watch. The ‘crowd’ disperses and allows a little opportunity to get that perfect shot.

Drag one’s self away from the main focus and walk to the upper pond (the great pond) to see there autumn in all its glorious beauty. On the way catch sight of a lonely tree, almost like a bonfire with its leaves radiant red and with the blue sky behind it only enhancing its fantastic colour. Moving on from this mesmerising tree one encounters and is bowled over by the upper pond. The setting is picture perfect from whatever angle it is viewed. The winds die, and the sense of calmness is only disturbed by the odd sound from an excited child. Reflections are a thing of beauty here, and everywhere one looks autumn is still alive for a few days yet until it dies for another year. Even the wildlife can’t disturb this calm and peaceful haven.

Finishing the walk around the grounds, one is always drawn back to that pond and its reflections. The same is true for the adjacent long pond. Captured once already you feel that it needs to be photographed again and again to get that ‘money shot’. It doesn’t look real, surreal even. No angle, no skill with the camera can do it justice. Whoever designed that house and garden should have been given enormous praise. Even now, 500 years on, it still delivers; a truly remarkable achievement.

 

I finally tear myself away and return to normal life, still captivated by the beauty of this fantastic garden. At £10 for entrance to the garden (entry inside the house requires another £3) first impressions are that it’s a little over-priced, but for the hours spent there and that ever-lasting image one leaves with the feeling that this was the cheapest day ever.

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