In her autobiographical work, translated by her family, she makes some intersting
observations of life, thinking and how it was in Greece and the world then.
"Our summers were spent at a lovely summer place in the mountains called
TATOI, about fiftenn kilometers from Athens. My father bought Tatoi in 1871 from a family called SOUTSO. Tatoi was an old fortress of the Spartans called Dekelia. One could still see bits of the wall of the ancient citadel. At first my parents lived in the original house, which was extremely primitive, like a peasant's house. There were already four children at that time, and how they could all have fitted into that small abode is hard to image."
She continues on to add: "My father had to set about building a larger house at
Tatoi to make room for our growing family. Papa, like all of us, loved that place
more than anything else in the world. We were free to do what we liked there,
and run completely wild in the woods. My mother had a small chapel built in the
pine forest, about ten minutes walk from the house, where we were taken
every Sunday and on fete days. On our birthdays orname days the military
band used to come up from Athens and walk us up by marching three times
around the house, playing an old Bavarian march. "
Then she goes on to describe the events of the occassion: "a cake with as
many candles as we had years..." and "then we went to church for a
Te Deum, after which we all gathered on the terrace in front of the house.
The suites and some of our friends, especially invited for the occasion, would
be with us to listen to the band and drink chocolate."
"We usually had breakfast in the garden at Tatoi, on a platform built over a pond, with creepers, roses and ivy growing up the on the bars like an arbour. A flight of steps lead down from the chapel to a playground under the pine trees with swings, merry-go-rounds and giant strides, where we enjoyed ourselves between lessions and during the holidays. We all used to ride over the estate
with our father, so what with that and our long walks over mountains and ravine, we came to know every path and corner of the place."
Here she gives a detailed description TATOI.
"We [also] had a big farm at tatoi, with beautiful Swiss cows, my father's pride.
Our parents had given my three oldest brothers and my sister small donkey carts, and we drove all over the place in them, risking our lives at every turn. As I had
no donkey cart of my own and refused to be cheated out of any fun that was going on, I would sit with one of the boys. I remember one summer, during the
vintage, we were told to go and help cut the grapes in the vinyards. The fruit was
put into huge deep baskets. When we got bored with working, we carried off
empty grape baskets and put onto the carts. This suggested a most exciting game: we would sit on top of these inverted baskets and drive at full speed around a sharp corner in the park. Centrifugal force hurled us, with the baskets,
off the cart, and we landed almost anywhere. My sister Alex thought she would
go one better and sit on top of the opening of the basket. When she was
hurled into space she was sucked into the cavity, and landed like that in a field.
We had the greatest trouble getting her out. Another useful idea withthose
donkeys was to ride them up and down the very steep steps which led to the
chapel."
[they sure sounded like they had fun!]--
"We usually remained at Tatoi until the middle of October."
The size she quotes as: "tatoi had about 50,000 acres." pp. 6.
So that gives us a clue as to life and time of season when the RF used tatoi.
This is from page 5-6, "A Romanov Diary," by Grand Princess George of Russia.
As to the other proeprty owned by the family then, Grand Princess George
[Marie of Greece] of Russia, recalls this in her diary:
"Besides Tatoi, my father had a lovely place with a villa on the island of CORFU.
He called it MON REPOS because he said it was the one place where he could
really rest. * We also had a palace in the town of Corfu, but it was only used
for official purposes, such as receptions and dinners. That palace had been the
residence of the British High Commissioners, when the IONIAN ISLANDS belonged
to Great Britian. [11] One of my father's conditions in accepting the throne of
Greece was that the Ionian Islands be ceded to him, and Great Britian agreed."
[11]=pp. 7; "The actual name was, The United States of the Ionian Islands,
and were a protectorate of Great Britian."
She goes on to educate the reader about Mon repos: "Mon Repos is sitguated
just above the sea. During the British occupation the English officers use dto spend their summers there. The house was typically English and very comfortable,
with terraces and balconies. The park was really beautiful, with alot of very old
cypresses, shady trees, and a variety of flowers. There was also a lovely little old
chapel at the end of the garden. Both my brother George and my sister Alexandra were born at Mon Repos. We usually went there in the spring, when the whole
island of Corfu looks like a garden; it seemed like a kind of paradise to us. We
used to bathe, go about in boats, and play on the rocks, as there was no
beach. We also took long drives in the country, which is very lovely with many private villas [among] the orange groves."
From this: we can receive a better picture of what those estates really looked
like at the turn of the century-as the photos on the site 'MON REPOS"
are what it looked like when KC and Q AM (in the yellow dress) photogrpahed,
and the others pictures from how it is now! Notice the same picture
of THEN AND NOW* notice the tall gree plants missing and the the ghost
like appearance of the building and area?
Yet the photos do not tell us anything as much as the Grand Princess's detailed
descriptions of the surrounding area and of when they visited these areas.
Very good book.
observations of life, thinking and how it was in Greece and the world then.
"Our summers were spent at a lovely summer place in the mountains called
TATOI, about fiftenn kilometers from Athens. My father bought Tatoi in 1871 from a family called SOUTSO. Tatoi was an old fortress of the Spartans called Dekelia. One could still see bits of the wall of the ancient citadel. At first my parents lived in the original house, which was extremely primitive, like a peasant's house. There were already four children at that time, and how they could all have fitted into that small abode is hard to image."
She continues on to add: "My father had to set about building a larger house at
Tatoi to make room for our growing family. Papa, like all of us, loved that place
more than anything else in the world. We were free to do what we liked there,
and run completely wild in the woods. My mother had a small chapel built in the
pine forest, about ten minutes walk from the house, where we were taken
every Sunday and on fete days. On our birthdays orname days the military
band used to come up from Athens and walk us up by marching three times
around the house, playing an old Bavarian march. "
Then she goes on to describe the events of the occassion: "a cake with as
many candles as we had years..." and "then we went to church for a
Te Deum, after which we all gathered on the terrace in front of the house.
The suites and some of our friends, especially invited for the occasion, would
be with us to listen to the band and drink chocolate."
"We usually had breakfast in the garden at Tatoi, on a platform built over a pond, with creepers, roses and ivy growing up the on the bars like an arbour. A flight of steps lead down from the chapel to a playground under the pine trees with swings, merry-go-rounds and giant strides, where we enjoyed ourselves between lessions and during the holidays. We all used to ride over the estate
with our father, so what with that and our long walks over mountains and ravine, we came to know every path and corner of the place."
Here she gives a detailed description TATOI.
"We [also] had a big farm at tatoi, with beautiful Swiss cows, my father's pride.
Our parents had given my three oldest brothers and my sister small donkey carts, and we drove all over the place in them, risking our lives at every turn. As I had
no donkey cart of my own and refused to be cheated out of any fun that was going on, I would sit with one of the boys. I remember one summer, during the
vintage, we were told to go and help cut the grapes in the vinyards. The fruit was
put into huge deep baskets. When we got bored with working, we carried off
empty grape baskets and put onto the carts. This suggested a most exciting game: we would sit on top of these inverted baskets and drive at full speed around a sharp corner in the park. Centrifugal force hurled us, with the baskets,
off the cart, and we landed almost anywhere. My sister Alex thought she would
go one better and sit on top of the opening of the basket. When she was
hurled into space she was sucked into the cavity, and landed like that in a field.
We had the greatest trouble getting her out. Another useful idea withthose
donkeys was to ride them up and down the very steep steps which led to the
chapel."
[they sure sounded like they had fun!]--
"We usually remained at Tatoi until the middle of October."
The size she quotes as: "tatoi had about 50,000 acres." pp. 6.
So that gives us a clue as to life and time of season when the RF used tatoi.
This is from page 5-6, "A Romanov Diary," by Grand Princess George of Russia.
As to the other proeprty owned by the family then, Grand Princess George
[Marie of Greece] of Russia, recalls this in her diary:
"Besides Tatoi, my father had a lovely place with a villa on the island of CORFU.
He called it MON REPOS because he said it was the one place where he could
really rest. * We also had a palace in the town of Corfu, but it was only used
for official purposes, such as receptions and dinners. That palace had been the
residence of the British High Commissioners, when the IONIAN ISLANDS belonged
to Great Britian. [11] One of my father's conditions in accepting the throne of
Greece was that the Ionian Islands be ceded to him, and Great Britian agreed."
[11]=pp. 7; "The actual name was, The United States of the Ionian Islands,
and were a protectorate of Great Britian."
She goes on to educate the reader about Mon repos: "Mon Repos is sitguated
just above the sea. During the British occupation the English officers use dto spend their summers there. The house was typically English and very comfortable,
with terraces and balconies. The park was really beautiful, with alot of very old
cypresses, shady trees, and a variety of flowers. There was also a lovely little old
chapel at the end of the garden. Both my brother George and my sister Alexandra were born at Mon Repos. We usually went there in the spring, when the whole
island of Corfu looks like a garden; it seemed like a kind of paradise to us. We
used to bathe, go about in boats, and play on the rocks, as there was no
beach. We also took long drives in the country, which is very lovely with many private villas [among] the orange groves."
From this: we can receive a better picture of what those estates really looked
like at the turn of the century-as the photos on the site 'MON REPOS"
are what it looked like when KC and Q AM (in the yellow dress) photogrpahed,
and the others pictures from how it is now! Notice the same picture
of THEN AND NOW* notice the tall gree plants missing and the the ghost
like appearance of the building and area?
Yet the photos do not tell us anything as much as the Grand Princess's detailed
descriptions of the surrounding area and of when they visited these areas.
Very good book.
