1. Great Pyramids of Crown House
(not to confused with the Great Pyramid of Giza)
Abstract / Black / Classy
Standing outside an otherwise anonymous office building are an imposing pair, the Great Pyramids of Crown House. Evidently engineered from enormous ebony Lego roofing bricks, they reach a towering 142cm, rivalling the Egyptian imitator's pre-erosion height of 145m.
Home to all manner of exotic mortgage advisors, motor insurers and travel agents, Crown House sits where many houses once stood. Way back when, walking from High Street, you'd pass:
- Fitzroy Street,
- Chenery Street,
- (pop in to the Ipswich Trolley Bus Inquiry Office),
- Peel Street,
- (stroll past Egertons Garage),
- and William Street
... before hitting Neale Street. Most of the houses here were cleared in the mid 1960s. Nowadays there's:
- unlovely Churchill House -- former site of the 1840 Temperance Hall, later the Crown Street Iron Works of George Abbott
- functional Crown House itself
- entrance to the Charles Street multi storey car park
- Crown Pools -- the Ipswich market had its home here, briefly
- The Cricketers pub -- ex The Town House, ex The Cricketers
All Things Being Equilateral
Try hard enough and you might picture these triangular monoliths in the vicinity of the Louvre or the Musee D'Orsay. Zut alors, they've even got their own spotlights built in to the pavement. Street furniture with style.
Super shiny and really reflective, they're irresistible to both (a) small children, for the shinning up thereof, and (b) BMXers, for a chancy Kick Start type stunt. Maybe the kids have seen Peter Purves down at the Wolsey.
Naturally, there's all manner of theories about the original purpose of these mysterious structures. Perfectly aligned with Providence Street, it's said that, at the summer solstice, they point the way past the Crown & Anchor to a forgotten temple named the Oriental Cafe.
Other cults believe that the mathematical precision displayed by the triangles could only have been achieved by folk from not round here: maybe, whisper it, from Over Stoke.