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Ophelia : John Everett Millais

Ophelia : John Everett Millais

There is a willow grows aslant a brook,

That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.

There with fantastic garlands did she come

Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples,

That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,

But our cold maids do dead men’s fingers call them.

There on the pendant boughs her coronet weeds

Clamb’ring to hang, an envious sliver broke,

When down her weedy trophies and herself

Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide

And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up;

Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes,

As one incapable of her own distress,

Or like a creature native and indued

Unto that element; but long it could not be

Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,

Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious layTo muddy death

(Queen Gertrude – Act 4 scene seven of Hamlet)


We were lucky enough to see the recent production of Hamlet (see also) at the Novello theatre in London. In the programme notes the director describes some of the background research that was done – partly this involved a trip to Stratford and a walk up the riverside.avon-nr-tiddington

The Director of the play, Gregory Doran along with Mariah Gale who played Ophelia walked to the area where an historic event mirrors a famous scene from the play.


In 1579 a girl called Katharine Hamlet was drowned in the river Avon at a place called Tiddington, a short walk to the north east of Stratford town centre. Apparently, Katherine fell whilst filling a pail of water. There were also rumours that she was heartbroken about a failed love affair and that this might have been a case of suicide. Over the years it has been suggested that this accident in the Avon might have been in Shakespeare’s mind when he wrote the play.

John Everett Millais.

Perhaps the most famous depiction of Ophelia is that reproduced above by Millais. This picture which was painted in 1851/1852 shows a drowned Ophelia lying in the stream surrounded by flowers. In common with people in Tudor times, the Victorians were more aware than us of folklore and symbolic meanings attributed to plants – as you can see if you follow this link to the Tate Gallery.

A walk by the Avon.

burdockOn a recent visit to Stratford I walked by the river towards the area where Katharine Hamlet was drowned. Although the Avon is not very wide here, the water flows strongly and in places the riverbank is quite steep. In December (when Katharine was drowned) the ground would be wet pretty much all of the time and the banks slippery and treacherous. It is easy to imagine how someone could fall into the river, especially if one reached in to fill a bucket.


None of the flowers described by either Shakespeare or Millais would have been in evidence at the time of Katharine’s drowning. At that time of year the most prominent vegetation would be grasses and bare trees.  When we visited it was too early in the season to see many flowers growing, although certainly these would be plentiful around here later in the season.


I suspect that like me, visitors to Stratford usually confine their walking either to the town itself or to the riverside walk in the opposite direction – towards Holy Trinity church where Shakespeare is buried. Perhaps, if you get the chance, it is worth taking the time to walk in the other direction towards Tiddington and if you do so then perhaps you might spare a thought for poor Katharine Hamlet.


Nettles - symbolising pain?


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Not far from where I live is a place called Bidford, a lovely old village on the banks of the river Avon in rural Warwickshire. We used to go there with our parents to eat picnics by the river bank and play in the meadow by the river and I have been there with my own kids to do the same.

Bidford Bridge by John Clift on Flickr (Click image) Bidford Bridge by John Clift on Flickr (Click image)

Now that spring is here and the days are getting longer and warmer it is time to start getting out and about –  I love the idea that we are so often following  the same paths that our ancestors explored before us.

There is a story that Bidford was famous for it’s beer drinkers and that one day a group from Stratford came to the village and started drinking with the locals. Amongst the Stratford visitors was a young man called Shakespeare who tried and failed to out drink the Bidford men.

Bidford on Avon by recursion on Flickr ( Click image)

Bidford on Avon by recursion on Flickr ( Click image)

The group fell into a drunken sleep and the story is that Shakespeare spent the night sleeping under a tree. When he woke next day Shakespeare is said to have declined the offer of more Ale by saying that he had drunk at:

Piping Pebworth, dancing Marston,
Haunted Hillbro, hungry Grafton,
Dudging Exhall, Papist Wicksford,
Beggarly Broom and drunken Bidford.

Take a look at Google maps for the area – it is quite easy to find most of the places mentioned in this rhyme although I am not sure I ever came across ‘Hillbro’ – does anyone know where this was/is? (Update July 2010 – see comments below, thanks to the ‘Hairy Farmer family’ – see link)

If you have never visited any of these places then I can recommend you try to look them out one day – although try to avoid drinking too much in Bidford!

Pebworth, Worcestershire, St Peter. Tudor Barlow on Flickr (Click image)

Pebworth, Worcestershire, St Peter. Tudor Barlow on Flickr (Click image)

PS. Whilst I am on the subject of Tudor era booze ups – is this a good excuse to look at this clip from Blackadder?

For more about Beer see this post


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