![]() ![]() So, the town thrives as a shopping center for people from neighboring villages and a pleasant resort for visitors who like its ocean and mountain views.Ĭharles Dodgson never visited Llandudno. Llandudno stays true to its Victorian origin because the Mostyn Estate does not permit tatty amusement arcades or tall buildings that would spoil the views of Snowdonia. Penmorfa no longer remains, though Tudno Villa is now the charming St. Today, visitors to Llandudno can see the same lovely views and walk the same paths over the Great Orme. Other visiting dignitaries included Prime Ministers William Gladstone and Lord Salisbury. Mong their guests in Oxford was Queen Victoria, whose sons, the Prince of Wales and Prince Leopold, studied at Christ Church. This number of servants suggests the lavish style of their lives. The census taken while they were there records that they had with them four servants and the girls’ governess. The Liddells first stayed there at Tudno Villa on the North Parade in 1861. It had been planned by the landowner, Lord Mostyn, for visitors who wanted more elegance than other seaside towns could provide. The town was then new, but already known as the Queen of Welsh Resorts. Farther on lies Godstow, where there’s a charming weir and the Trout Inn, as popular in Alice’s day as it is in ours.Īpart from river trips, Alice’s other summer diversion was visits to Llandudno in North Wales. From there the river traverses the locks that channel it through Oxford, and then on through willow-fringed fields to Binsey-home of the Treacle Well in the dormouse’s story. Dodgson rented boats from Salter’s near Folly Bridge, a firm that remains in business. While dodos are long gone (though there’s a skeleton of one in Oxford’s Museum of Natural History), and White Rabbits with waistcoats are unlikely to appear, a boating trip with a picnic is easy to reproduce at Oxford. On rarer occasions, we went out for the whole day…and took a larger basket with luncheon-cold chicken and salad and all sorts of good things.” Dodgson, he always brought out with him a basket full of cakes, and a kettle which we used to boil under a haycock. ![]() As Alice later recalled, “When we went on the river for the afternoon with Mr. Similarly, the trip on the river was only one of many. This was the first of many pictures he took of Alice, a photogenic child with a pretty habit, rather like Princess Diana’s, of tipping her chin down and looking at the camera from under her brows. Maybe Dodgson, who was born in Cheshire, wanted to remind Alice that he was the cat who could produce this exciting phenomenon.ĭodgson had met Alice as she and her sisters were playing in the deanery garden when he went to photograph it. “What could be more thrilling than to see the negative gradually take shape?” she asked in her memoir. Alice recalled watching him develop plates in his darkroom. He was one of England’s greatest 19th-century photographers. He prided himself on seeing both sides of an argument-a quality satirized in the Cheshire Cat’s answer when Alice asks which way to go: “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.”Ī further explanation of the cat’s evanescence may lie in Charles Dodgson’s hobby. More likely, scholars suggest, the cat represents Dean Stanley, a member of a prestigious Cheshire family and an Oxford clergyman skilled in pushing through ecclesiastical reforms.
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