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Central, Java, Indonesia, 02.04.1996.  Printed by Kanisius.

"Darling V,

Fabulous country So much to do but the heat is so terrible  can not do most. Feet are so swollen. Met some very Interesting people

with love

A."

Under layers of volcanic ash and jungle growth lay hidden for centuries, the monument of Borobudur in central Java, Indonesia.  Believed to have been founded around 800 CE there is no written record of who the Borobudur was built for or its intended use.  

The Mahayana Buddhist monument is decorated with 2672 relief panels and 504 Buddhas.  The temple’s design in Gupta architecture reflects both Indian and Indonesian influence.  The monument is now a place for Buddhist pilgrimage. 

Borobudur, ancient mountain, was abandoned in the 14th Centurty as the Javanese converted to Islam.  Tales of its past glory became intertwined with superstition of the falling of kings.

When viewed from above, Borbudur becomes the symbol of a giant tantric Buddhist mandala representing both Buddhist cosmology and the nature of mind.  The design resembles a step pyramid built to appear like a mountain or a high place where ancestral spirits live.  The monument is divided into three sections, each symbolising the Buddhist three realms - the world of desires (Kamadhatu), forms (Rupadhatu) and the formless world (Arupadhatu).  In the world of desires, Kamadhatu, is where most sentient beings exist and is represented by the base of the monument.  Those who no longer have attachment or desire for form live within Rupadhatu indicated by the five square platforms.  Those that are able to go beyond form and experience existence in its purest state exist in the formless, often known as nirvana which is symbolised in the three circular platform and the large topmost stupa.  The carvings of the Rupadhatu meld into the circular platforms of the Arupadhutu where all bodies and forms will eventually become formless.

In 1814, Sir Thomas Stamford Raffles, was advised of the location of the monument during his British rule of Java.  Since then, the existence of Borobudur has become known worldwide and has undergone several restorations.  The monument is now listed as a UNESCO World heritiage site.

Borobudur is still a place for pilgrimage and is one of Indonesia's most visited tourist attractions (hence the swollen feet of Ms A.)

A contrast from sunny Mombasa, we're back in England with this postcard which has no hello, sunshine or wish you were here.  It's a sepia postcard taken in the early 1900s.  In cursive writing, the text is brief, melancholic and reads like a riddle:

"Baby no better, 

if anything just the same.  

Many thanks for the kind card.

- E.M.D."

The postcard is a picture from the Frith's Series by F. Frith & Co depicting Cobham, On the Mole in Surrey in which I can just make out the Cobham land mark, the water mill.  It stands on the site of earlier mills dating back to the Middle Ages.   The River Mole is a tributary of the Thames and has given its name to the surrey district, Mole Valley.  Quite a few writers and poets were inspired by the River Mole.  

I came across this one poem which seeemed quite haunting and made me think of the enigmatic woman who wrote the postcard.

The River Mole

Who may count back that forgotten time When first the waters forced an outlet here: When the foundations of these stedfast hills Were shaken, and the long imprisoned stream Flowed through the yawning chasm? That awful day Yet leaves its trace. The waters find their way, Now laughing in the sun - now swallowed up In caverns pervious to their course alone, They leave their channel dry, and hide awhile Their silent flow; like bitter tears, unshed From the dim eye, before a careless world Unheeding of our grief; but swelling still In the full heart, which leaves unsoothed, unseen, And broods o'er ruined hopes, and days gone by.

- Mary Uniacke, 1839

The blue ink on this postcard has started to fade and bleed making it difficult to read. Some stamp collector/spend thrift has steamed off the large stamp on the right hand corner. The postcard seems to be from the 1950s, the bright colours in the postcard remind me of the old American Technicolor films I used to watch as a kid. It reads,

“The warm seas of the Indian Ocean are driving away the trail vestiges of the UK hostilities. We are staying literally 25 yards from a spectacular beach which really has white sands. In the garden avocados, bananas, paw paw and flame trees of thika grow in abundance. Out of the trees appear baboons, colobus monkeys and bush babies. The girls have been bare back camel riding = uncomfortable by all accounts!

Wish you were here,

L.”

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Mombasa is an island city set in a deep natural harbour on the Indian Ocean and is the major seaport of Kenya. Mombasa's Kilindini port facility is the best equipped on the East African coast and was the trading center for many centuries. It has a checkered history and has passed through the hands of different ruling empires from the Arabs, Portugese and the British. The exact founding date of the city is unknown but is suggested to be 900 A.D. By the 12th Century it had grown into a prosperous trading town. Mombasa acted as a key port in the complex Indian Ocean trading network.

The Arab influence on Mombasa has been significant. Arab traders were known to sail down around to the Kenya coast from the first century AD onwards resulting in trade flourishing along the coast.  The British took control of Mombasa in 1895, after the sultan of Zanzibar leased the town to the British.  The British East African Protectorate was established, and promoted European colonization of Kenya lands and resources.  The center of its trade lay in spices, gold and ivory trading with countries as far as India and China. 

The Mombasa “Tusks” made of aluminum, appear like elephant ivory breeching from the ground to arch over the town’s entrance to spell out the letter ‘M’. Ivory was considered to be a valuable commodity. The structure was built in commemoration when Queen Elizabeth visited Mombasa in 1952. The Mombasa tasks were created as a symbolic gesture of embracing the Queen and the British Empire into the town and within its social structure.  Nowadays the Mombasa Tusks are a bit neglected.  Adverts and fliers are posted on the tusks and there are stories of a beggar making a home in the hollow of the tusks.

The British rule officially ended when Kenya finally gained independence on the 12th December 1963. 

Give me an “M”.

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After a busy week of early starts and late nights, en route home and very much looking forward to dinner. Flicking through letters I notice that the first Postkarten postcard has arrived from Cornwall.

I haven’t been to Cornwall but I think about the sun and the breeze from the sea. Turning it over it is from Giovanna and Phillip. “… During a lovely walk we discovered this beautiful church in Mylor.”

Something about receiving a hand written postcard, it fills me with much happiness which is a bit indescribable.

Caption: “St. Mylor church, near Falmouth, Cornwall. Founded A.D. 411, the present picturesque stone church dating from the 12the century stands at the mouth of Mylor Creek on the Fal estuary. Photographer John Pallent”

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The legend of Melor

Melor was the son of Prince Meliau of Cornuaille. When he was seven, his uncle, Riwal murdered his father Meliau to seize the throne. Riwal also desired the death of Melor but the council of bishops, the Breton Barons intervened. Instead of killing the young heir, Riwal had the boy maimed, cutting of his right hand and foot. According to Celtic tradition, anyone who was unable to ride a horse or wield a sword was no longer eligible to rule.

A silver hand and bronze foot were fitted to Melor and he was then sent to a Quimber Abbey under the care of Cerialtan. As the boy grew, his metal limbs began to work organically and grew with him and to be as though they were real. Legend has it that one day when Melor was playing with a toy catapult and shot a bolt through a rock. When he plied the bolt from the rock, water sprung and is now known as the Meilars, near Pont-Croix, in Finistere. When Melor reached fourteen, Riwal ordered Melor’s guardian, Cerialtan to kill him and bring him his head. Whilst he slept, Cerialtan decapitated him. In the night, Cerialtan woke his own son, Justan, so they could flee with the severed head. As they were climbing the castle wall, Justan misplaced his footing and he fell to his death.

Cerialtan pushed forward until he reached Kerlean, where exhausted and dying of thirst he lay down Melor’s head and rested. He cried with anguish about how his actions led to his son’s death and now his own. The dead head of Melor spoke and said, ‘Cerialtan, drive thy staff into the soil and water will spring up’. Cerialtan tired and driven by thirst, drove his staff in to the ground. A spring appeared and the staff took root branches growing rapidly to form a magnificent tree. Cerialtan revived from the spring continued onto Riwal’s palace and delivered Melor’s severed head. Riwal delighted offered Cerialtan all the land he could see from Mount Frugy. Cerialtan climbed the summit but upon reaching the top was struck blind. Melor’s body was buried at Lanmeur where the spring had formed and a church was built as a shrine.  Melor's feast day is 1st October.

The cult of St Melor in Brittany grew and there have been a number of places and churches dedicated to him including St Mylor church in Cornwall which is pictured here. By the 19th Century the church was in disrepair and renovation began.  A 17 foot celtic cross was found and used as a flying buttress for one of the church walls.  Mylor village has long been connected with shipping.  The churchyard at St Mylor contains many graves including those of several ship captains.

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POSTKARTEN Project officially kicking off in London.

And with the Olympics on, I thought what would be a better way than to start off with iconic London's Houses of Parliament?  Postcard was found in Camden Passage, Angel in an antiques market.

Houses of Parliament, London

The Palace of Westminster or the Houses of Parliament was designed by 19th Century architect Sir Charles Barry and is a wonderful example of Gothic architecture. The history of the Houses of Parliament spans over 900 years from the Anglo-Saxons to the present. Part of the UNESCO World Heritage Site, the Palace is now a mixture of both ancient and modern buildings, and houses an iconic collection of furnishings, archives and works of art. The Clock Tower, now commonly known as the The Big Ben was completed in 1859.  Big Ben was originally the name given to The Great Bell but now Big Ben is collectively the clock, bell and tower.

Some interesting facts:

Wesminster Hall is the oldest surviving part of Westminster Palace, first built by William the Conqueror's son in 1097.

The Houses of Parliament were almost completely destroyed by a fire in 1834 and was rebuilt and completed on 1870.

Protestant James I became King of England in 1603.  He wasn't known being the most tolerant of Catholicism and Robert Catesby planned to end his reign by blowing up the House of Lords.  In early 1604 he began recruiting others to his cause which included the ill fated Guido Fawkes.  An anonymous letter was sent and alerted authorities on the eve of the planned explosion.  Parliament was searched and Fawkes was discovered guarding the barrels of gunpowder to be used in the explosion.   This day became synonymous with the Gunpowder Plot, the failure of which has been commemorated in England since 5 November 1605. His effigy is traditionally burned on a bonfire, commonly accompanied by a firework display.