On my walk from Archway to Highgate I looked at social housing.
Above: the Girdlestone Estate was opened in 1971. No idea who the architect was (Archway library was shut so I couldn't check). The design of the estate follows the curve of the hill.
Presumably the estate was named after Girdlestone Walk, but where did the path get its name? "Girdlestone" implies a road that encircles a stone. Which suggests there was a stone of significance on the hilltop (perhaps put there in paleolithic times?).
Above: there are several ways into the estate, including via Magdala Avenue. Magdala commemorates the British invasion of Abyssinia (Ethiopia) in 1868. Far from being "hidden away" (as some commentators maintain) the British imperial record is in full view here.
Above: for late-1960s architecture the Girdlestone Estate is attractive. Use of brick rather than concrete, a cascading design, trees and foliage that give a "hanging gardens" ambiance. Most important is the "defensive space" elements - the walls and railings that give the residents psychological protection.
Above: a sequence of elevated piazzas provide a sense of privacy and seclusion. As I took this photo two young women with a pushchairs came out of one the units and said hello. They asked why I was taking photos (in a friendly way, they were not the usual busybodies who think all public photography should be banned). I asked them about the estate and they said it was a nice place to live, there were community parties sometimes (in this very piazza), the bus station made too much noise.
Apologies for all the white skies - I only have a cheap camera.
Above: I walked with them down to the bus station. I suppose in terms of socialist planning it makes sense to have a transport hub at the centre of a housing estate (instead of the bourgeois opiate of a church) but there was no denying the noise and fuggy polluted air. Not sure what sort of buses these are - perhaps Boris buses?
Above: these undercrofts are not too appealing - not sure I would like to go down there at night. The 1960s were a generally safer period in terms of crime (most adult men had been through the Second World War or National Service and so would have received ideas about discipline and order, and would not have been afraid to physically enforce their will on young people). Notice the lichen on the brickwork; the estate is ageing in an attractive way.
Above: not exactly sure what these are - waste disposal chutes perhaps? They have a French look to them. As if they came off the SS Mauritania.
Above: the Girdlestone Estate was opened in 1971. No idea who the architect was (Archway library was shut so I couldn't check). The design of the estate follows the curve of the hill.
Presumably the estate was named after Girdlestone Walk, but where did the path get its name? "Girdlestone" implies a road that encircles a stone. Which suggests there was a stone of significance on the hilltop (perhaps put there in paleolithic times?).
Above: there are several ways into the estate, including via Magdala Avenue. Magdala commemorates the British invasion of Abyssinia (Ethiopia) in 1868. Far from being "hidden away" (as some commentators maintain) the British imperial record is in full view here.
Above: for late-1960s architecture the Girdlestone Estate is attractive. Use of brick rather than concrete, a cascading design, trees and foliage that give a "hanging gardens" ambiance. Most important is the "defensive space" elements - the walls and railings that give the residents psychological protection.
Above: a sequence of elevated piazzas provide a sense of privacy and seclusion. As I took this photo two young women with a pushchairs came out of one the units and said hello. They asked why I was taking photos (in a friendly way, they were not the usual busybodies who think all public photography should be banned). I asked them about the estate and they said it was a nice place to live, there were community parties sometimes (in this very piazza), the bus station made too much noise.
Apologies for all the white skies - I only have a cheap camera.
Above: I walked with them down to the bus station. I suppose in terms of socialist planning it makes sense to have a transport hub at the centre of a housing estate (instead of the bourgeois opiate of a church) but there was no denying the noise and fuggy polluted air. Not sure what sort of buses these are - perhaps Boris buses?
Above: these undercrofts are not too appealing - not sure I would like to go down there at night. The 1960s were a generally safer period in terms of crime (most adult men had been through the Second World War or National Service and so would have received ideas about discipline and order, and would not have been afraid to physically enforce their will on young people). Notice the lichen on the brickwork; the estate is ageing in an attractive way.
Above: not exactly sure what these are - waste disposal chutes perhaps? They have a French look to them. As if they came off the SS Mauritania.












































