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Saturday, March 30, 2019

Bauhaus: 100 years old but still ubiquitous in our homes today

How a revolutionary idea became our go-to way of living.

Shop the look: our pick from the high street

Spending a night at the hallowed Bauhaus school in Dessau, in the German state of Saxony-Anhalt, was my teenage dream come true. The walls of my childhood bedroom were plastered not with posters of pop stars, but with the furniture manufacturer Vitra’s wall chart of iconic 20th-century chairs. As a design geek, growing up in a house bedecked with Laura Ashley, I found the idea of the Bauhaus thrilling: each chair was a mini manifesto, embodying the world of stripped-back modern design that I might one day inhabit (I’m still waiting).

Yet, almost 20 years later, when I got to stay in Josef Albers’ former bedroom in the Bauhaus dormitory block, surrounded by chairs and lamps designed by the school’s various luminaries, it felt disappointingly like a sleepover in an Ikea showroom. There was a stack of four coloured nesting tables in one corner, of the kind readily available from Habitat for £95, but these were in fact Albers’ original version, designed in 1924, now reissued by the German manufacturer Klein & More – yours for £1,614 (from connox.co.uk). In another corner stood a simple bent tubular steel chair by Mart Stam, of the unremarkable sort you find in restaurants and meeting rooms around the world. There was a steel coat stand, too, which I thought betrayed the hand of Marcel Breuer – but which turned out to be from Ikea.

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Bauhaus at 100: shop the look – in pictures

As the influential design school celebrates its first century, here’s our pick from the high street

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Want to attract orange tip butterflies? Planting honesty is the best policy | Alys Fowler

Wherever the hardy brassica is sown, the delightful springtime butterfly will follow

There are many reasons to grow honesty, Lunaria annua: for the transparent, silvered, papery discs of the seedpod that persist all winter; because it merrily self-seeds, so once established you need do little else than remove the odd seedling in the wrong place; or for the froth of flowers in purple, lilac or white that dance effortlessly between tulips and daffodils.

But for all its elegance, the real reason to grow lunaria is to entice its guests to your garden. Where there is honesty, there is always a fluttering of orange-tip butterflies. These are some of the first spring-emerging butterflies in our gardens and they are such a delight – a welcome sign that the new season has arrived.

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Gardening tips: plant flowering currant

Plus, give pots some TLC and visit Great Comp garden

Plant this The flowering currant’s sprays of dark pink flowers (Ribes sanguineum) may be enlivening gardens across the land, but is it fashionable? No. Some people object to its musty smell – earning it the unhappy moniker “cat-pee plant” – but, for me, it’s the scent of sunny spring days. Embrace the nostalgia and plant one in full or partial shade. Try cultivars ‘Elkington’s White’ or ‘Pulborough Scarlet’.

Visit this Great Comp garden in Kent reopened to visitors last Monday25 March. The dozens of magnolia varieties are the springtime draw to this garden set around a 17th-century manor house; greatcompgarden.co.uk.

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This week’s quirkiest properties on Rightmove

Including a time machine, a remote island and an architectural masterpiece.

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Friday, March 29, 2019

Let’s move to Brecon, Powys: ‘Bright streets and brooding Beacons’

Whether you want to hike up them or admire them from a cafe, there’s no escaping the hills in this Welsh market town

What’s going for it? I used to climb up the Malvern Hills as a kid and gaze at the rest of the universe from the top. I could always spot the Brecon Beacons: their chiselled, flat‑topped peaks gave them away, against the soft curves of the Herefordshire hills. Up close they’re just as recognisable, only now with added high-res moorland broodiness, glowering over the town of Brecon like something menacing that you sense from the corner of your eye. There’s little escaping them in the gay streets of this market town, a continuous gloomy foil to its brightly painted Georgian streets, dotted with craft galleries and secondhand bookshops. People come from far to test themselves against the power of the Beacons and their national park, calibrating their challenge according to the strength of their thighs and the age of their heart. The Brecon Beast? Or a gentle hike, leaving time for an ice-cream at Llanfaes Dairy, a bit of window shopping and a mooch around the ancient font inside the sturdy walls of the cathedral. Well, you know which one I picked.

The case against The glowering countryside and (whenever I go at least) grey weather is not for everyone. There’s no railway, so you’re here for the duration.

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Let’s move to Brecon, Powys: ‘Bright streets and brooding Beacons’

Whether you want to hike up them or admire them from a cafe, there’s no escaping the hills in this Welsh market town

What’s going for it? I used to climb up the Malvern Hills as a kid and gaze at the rest of the universe from the top. I could always spot the Brecon Beacons: their chiselled, flat‑topped peaks gave them away, against the soft curves of the Herefordshire hills. Up close they’re just as recognisable, only now with added high-res moorland broodiness, glowering over the town of Brecon like something menacing that you sense from the corner of your eye. There’s little escaping them in the gay streets of this market town, a continuous gloomy foil to its brightly painted Georgian streets, dotted with craft galleries and secondhand bookshops. People come from far to test themselves against the power of the Beacons and their national park, calibrating their challenge according to the strength of their thighs and the age of their heart. The Brecon Beast? Or a gentle hike, leaving time for an ice-cream at Llanfaes Dairy, a bit of window shopping and a mooch around the ancient font inside the sturdy walls of the cathedral. Well, you know which one I picked.

The case against The glowering countryside and (whenever I go at least) grey weather is not for everyone. There’s no railway, so you’re here for the duration.

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