Overwhelmed at Hardwick Hall!


This is Hardwick Hall on the border of Derbyshire and Yorkshire, a house described as "more window than wall." I'd never been to Hardwick Hall before last weekend, a shocking omission when I consider myself to be a fan of the Tudor period and of Bess of Hardwick in particular, that tough, shrewd woman who worked her way up society from her beginnings as the daughter of a poor gentry family and ended up founding a dynasty. One of the first historical novels I read was a fictional biography of Bess of Hardwick entitled only "Bess." It enthralled me and fostered my fascination with history and I dearly wish I had kept my copy or could at least remember the author's name.

So last weekend, on the way to my research trip/canal boat holiday in Yorkshire, I finally made my pilgrimage to Hardwick Hall. When I came out of my tour of the house I was so stunned and over-awed I couldn't speak for about an hour. This happens to me sometimes when I've seen a play or a film that I particularly enjoy. I'm so wrapped up in the experience and so busy thinking about it that I don't say a word. Hardwick did that to me. But it wasn't really a comfortable silence. It was more a bafflement at the character of Bess, inveterate builder on such an ostentatious and overwhelming scale. It was said that a soothsayer had told her that she would not die for as long as she continued building; a hard winter finally came in 1608 when Bess was eighty one years old. The workmen put down their tools - and Bess of Hardwick died.


My first port of call was Hardwick Old Hall, built by Bess between 1587 and 1596. This is a ruin now, hugely atmospheric with some of the original plasterwork still visible to give an idea of the radically modern Italianate style of the house. One of the truly exciting aspects of the ruin is that you can still climb the staircase right up to the fifth floor and what would in Bess's time have been the lead roof over the Hill Great Chamber. Bess's household and her visitors would have enjoyed a walk around the perimeter, safe behind the stone balustrade, and with views out across the parkland and landscape beyond.

Even before the building of the Old Hall was complete, Bess had started work on Hardwick New Hall, just metres away. Both houses continued to be built at the same time so Hardwick Old Hall was not replaced by the newer house, it complemented it. Nevertheless it is Hardwick New Hall that still stands today intact as Bess would have seen it whilst the Old Hall was demolished from 1745 onwards. The reason for the demolition is not know. It could have been to save money - the sale of the lead, iron, plaster, wainscot and doors raised over £300. or it could have been to create a picturesque garden ruin for the inhabitants of the New Hall to enjoy. The Old Hall's open interior was planted with trees in 1793 to appreciate as a garden feature!

After I had appreciated the Old Hall at length I walked over to the New Hall which, as the National Trust guidebook puts it "celebrates in stone Bess's rise from an obscure gentry family to the rank and riches of a countess." For me, what makes Hardwick overwhelming is it's height and size and symmetry; six towers, huge expanses of window glass and inside the original decorations of huge Flemish tapestries, table carpets, painted wall hanging, plaster friezes, inlaid furniture and 16th and 17th century needlework, all rattling around in a place that covered the area of a sports stadium. Magnificent it most certainly was; cosy it was not. Opinions of visitors to Hardwick have varied from the start. In the 18th century Horace Walpole said "vast rooms, no taste." The first is certainly true, the second rather harsh in my opinion! John Torrington said: "Like a great old castle of romance" and that is exactly right.

Comments

Phyl said…
Freda M. Long? Published by Hale in 1969.
Sarah Morgan said…
Nicola, what a fascinating blog. I can't believe she lived until 81 - that must have been almost a record for the period, surely. And I loved the story about the soothsayer telling her while she was building, she'd live....
I love Bess of Hardwick. Have you ever read Mary Lovell's biography of her. I would love to go to Hardwick Hall and Chatsworth.
margaret blake said…
Fascinating. I too always admired Bess. I was introduced to her via a Mary Queen of Scots novel by Jean Plaidy.
Did your canal trip take you via Skipton?
Derbyshire also has Chatsworth but you know that, so I had better shut up right now!!
Nicola Cornick said…
Phyl, thank you! That would have been exactly the right date for me to have been reading it as a youngster in the 1970s. I shall go and see if I can find a copy.

Sarah, yes, it was exceptional when most people didn't make it to seventy and half of all children died in infancy. She must have been tough as old boots!
Nicola Cornick said…
I'm reading Mary Lovell's book at the moment, Elizabeth. It's riveting. Can't put it down, which is a problem for my work... What did you think of it?

I haven't been to Chatsworth either. Another notable omission I'll have to put right on the next trip.

We went through Skipton on the canal trip, Margaret, and I'll be blogging about that next! That part of the trip was very nostalgic for me as my grandparents lived near Skipton and it was strange but nice to go back after a gap of about 30 years!
Anonymous said…
I love both Hardwicks! There is also a good book about her by David Durant that I have.

Another thing I love is that from Bess's children there are many interesting connections including buildings such as Chatsworth. Plus of course the most famous connection of Arbella Stuart...
Nicola Cornick said…
I like the David Durant biography as well, Alison. Totally agree that Bess's dynastic foundings and connections are extraordinary. I've always felt rather sorry that her plan to be the grandmother of a Queen came to naught. You can't fault her for ambition!
Michelle Styles said…
Oh Hardwick! It is absolutely fascinating. We went years ago. Bess of Hardwick is such a fascinating person.
Chatsworth is actually a long drive from there (or at least we thought so, having arranged to meet friends there...and think it can't be far as it is signposted! The Hardwick gardens are quite good and there is a herb garden (or used to be) quite near that does the most marvellous lavender scones.
And what a week to pick to go on a canal boat. YOu must have had wonderful weather.
Nicola Cornick said…
Thanks, Michelle! Yes, we were very lucky with the weather, though actually it did get very hot when we were doing nine locks in a row!

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