Netherfield, Longbourn rooftops, Downton, & Basildon

Netherfield, Longbourn rooftops, Downton, & Basildon

Basildon approach_3Sometimes the life of a house is as full of twists and turns as an angsty novel that follows a beleaguered heroine from riches to rags and back again. Basildon Park in Berkshire is a house with such an adventurous history.

An eminently Regency house, it was built in the late 1700s for Sir Francis Sykes, an East India Company nabob. It passed down to his son, who became notorious for his gambling and a very expensive court case for seducing the wife of a fellow officer. There was a duel too, but the second Sir Francis did not die on the field of honour. Instead, he had to flee his creditors and died abroad of smallpox, leaving the much-encumbered estate to his eldest surviving son, another Francis, whose own extravagances eventually forced him to sell Basildon.

It was purchased by the Liberal MP James Morrison, one of the most successful merchants of his time. A self-made man, he made his vast fortune in haberdashery (among other things, he was astute enough to corner the market in black crêpe at the time of Queen Caroline’s death). He was also one of the first to see the benefit of the London commute. The main reason for purchasing Basildon was that the railway line was due to run past the very gates of the estate. Eventually it did, so thanks to Brunel’s engineering work and the steam carriages running at 50 mph he could dine at Basildon at seven and return to Paddington by midnight, ready for another day’s work. For all his humble origins, he was a man of excellent taste and a discerning art collector who filled Basildon with his pictorial gems.

The property did well in the hands of his son but not so much with subsequent inheritors. By the 20th century, the decline of Basildon had begun. It was in turn purchased for development, used as an army convalescent home in WWI and then requisitioned in WWII, when British and American troops practised tank warfare in the grounds and completed training for D-Day. Afterwards Basildon was used a base for officers in charge of prisoners of war billeted in the huts in the woods, and then for housing the workers constructing a nuclear research facility nearby. By the time it was restored to its owner, it was in a sorry state.

HandholdingTo every fan of Pride & Prejudice 2005, Basildon Park is Netherfield, with its warm Bath stone glowing in the sunlight. With the sweeping approach and the gravelled drive where Mr Darcy helped Lizzy into the carriage, and then his fingers clenched and unclenched into that ever so adorable ‘O – M – G, I held her hand!’ Then there is the beautiful ballroom where they danced as though alone in the world. The room where Lizzy was shown in when she came to look after her sister. The octagon room, where Miss Bingley lorded over everyone.

Downtown aficionados know it as the Grantham townhouse and if you’ve seen Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, you’ve been with Jane and Lizzy up on the roof. And in all those gorgeous adaptations it’s impossible to imagine that there was a time when the lead was stripped off and sold, leaving the roof to decay and collapse into the hallway beneath. When every window in the house was broken. When a fire broke out in one of the upstairs rooms – then used as the officers’ mess – and destroyed both that room and the library below. When many of the doors, doorframes, chimneypieces and countless segments of cornice and plasterwork were dismantled and sold for parts.

Today, plasterwork decoration from the dining room can be found incorporated in the ceiling of the Basildon Room in the Waldorf-Astoria in New York. The rest of the house might have embarked on a similar journey in 1929, when George Ferdinando, the developer who owned Basildon for a while, undertook to “carefully take it down and re-erect it in America in any suitable position […], ready for occupation as a private residence, museum, college building or public library”, for the sum of $ 1,000,000. But those were the Depression years and Mr Ferdinando found no takers, so Basildon remained where it was, to be discovered and brought back to life by Lord and Lady Iliffe, who bought and restored it bit by bit in the 1950s to its full Georgian splendour.

Basildon dining roomIt was an amazing labour of love, Lady Illife’s more than anyone’s. Tour guides tell heart-warming stories, and I’ve heard some great ones from the lovely Sophie Andrews, who volunteers at Basildon Park. Stories of Lady Iliffe climbing up to nail the felt on the walls of the octagon room, with no other help but the cook and the butler. Of how she and her husband salvaged doors, chimneypieces and all manner of other ornaments from country houses built by the same architect when, less fortunate than Basildon, they were sadly demolished. How she tracked down the porcelain service commissioned by Sir Francis Sykes and brought it back to the house it was made for. How she reunited the pier glasses in the octagon room with their tables, although they were sold from Brockenhurst Park to different people at different auctions. Or how, in later years, after the property was donated to the National Trust, she remained deeply involved and would come nearly every day to tell visitors about Basildon, and often rearrange items in the house, giving the stewards the fright of their lives when they thought that some precious vase or other ornament had been stolen, because she had moved them to a better spot.

There are other stories, and you must come to hear them for yourself. Come in the summer, to see the rose garden at its best. And, fingers crossed, it won’t rain, and we might have a gorgeous Regency picnic on the lawn.

Basildon picnic

16 Responses to Netherfield, Longbourn rooftops, Downton, & Basildon

  1. What a history and what a gem of a woman to track down the original items from the house. I hope one day to see Basildon and hear the lovely stories Sophie Andrews has to tell in person.

  2. What a lovely story. My mother always stated happiness (even though we were poor) that there were rich people who could build and maintain lovely estates…even here in the USA…for us to all enjoy looking at or touring.

    • What an amazing lady, your mum! Thanks for sharing this. It’s so true, some people spend on self-indulgent nothings, whereas others leave something behind. So glad you liked this tour 🙂

  3. Hold my place at the picnic, Joana! I loved this look at Netherfield though I admit to being upset at how is was used in the past. No respect! Thank you for sharing another lovely place with those of us in other countries. We get to see it all though you eyes and you are sweet to take us along.

    • I know, Brenda! So sad! It must have been heartbreaking to see it in those days. Not to mention all the ones that got demolished. There used to be some 10 others on a 2 – 3 mile radius from where I live (most of them smaller, but still very old and very beautiful). And now one is the fancy pavilion of a golf course, 2 or 3 are used by the University and the rest are gone. I suppose it can’t be helped, especially where land is in high demand, but that’s what makes the success stories so much more precious. Thanks ever so much for coming to the picnic, I saved you some of Sophie’s scrumptillicious cakes 😉

  4. The greatest gift an author can give, to their readers, are the stories that take them somewhere else for just a little while. You also included the photos. I so loved this story and felt like I was there enjoying the sights and sounds of the beautiful estate. OK, it will always be Netherfield to me…but, thank you so much for sharing. I love seeing you all in period costumes.

  5. Thank you for sharing! I love these wonderful estates. I feel as though I am there in person. The history is amazing and i am glad it was restored!

  6. My favorite part of this is that someone loved the history enough to save it. There are so many things that just become lost to us because of time and neglect. Love so much when someone cares enough (and has the funds!) to save a piece of history for the rest of us to put our hands on.

    • It’s such an amazing story, Stephanie, really a labour of love. Lady Iliffe was actually French and raised in Mauritius, so I guess it’s even more special how she fell in love with the place and crusaded to save it. They were pretty bad years for properties such as these, the inheritance tax laws (unbelievable, IMO) and also the wars, when people had worse things to worry about. I think, short of actually being alive at the time when those properties were at their heyday, the next best thing is to see them now, when they’re properly appreciated and looked after. I really wouldn’t have liked to see them in the 50s!

  7. Beautiful! And how did you know that I would love to come to a Regency Picnic? Joanna, I love your posts and as always the pictures. They make me feel like I’m there with you. Have a nice day! Jen Red

    • You’re so kind, Barb! Thanks for the lovely words. You’re always ever so welcome to come on holiday with me, virtually or otherwise 🙂
      Congrats on ‘The Return of the Gallant Vicar’ audio, that lady sounds fantastic and I loved the excerpt! Can’t wait to read the full story, and hear it too!

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