Thursday, 22 March 2018

In Which I Feel A Little Barmy

Bob and I have greatly enjoyed watching "Back In Time For Tea" - featuring the Ellis family from Bradford, encouraged by fellow northern lass Sara Cox, and historian Polly Russell [a proper southerner] as they travelled through ten decades experiencing the meals of a typical working class family. Much as I loved the Robshaws, going back for their dinner, I think that this series was even better. Maybe that is because Giles Coren wasn't involved in the programmes [I thought his Dad Alan was brilliant, and find his sister Victoria very witty - but GC isn't my cup of tea at all]
I was interested that the young people in the family [Caitlin, Freya and Harvey] commented on how much more bread featured in the diets of years gone by "Now it's just something on the side of a meal". I suspect Lesley, in her 21st Century kitchen, is quite health conscious and serves less bread to her family. They seemed a lovely group, and entered into the whole experiment with great gusto.
One thing Sara Cox was obsessed with was the Barm Cake. That's the Bradford/Yorkshire name for a simple bread roll. It gets its name from the barm - the froth on fermenting malt liquor, which provides the yeast for the dough.
Then last Saturday, St Patrick's Day, I came across a traditional Irish recipe, for barmbrack. This is a fatless, fruited loaf - believed to get its name from two Garlic words- bairin and breac, which mean bread, and speckled respectively. 
Following Felicity Cloake's recipe , I made some barmbrack - but used two smaller loaf tins. One to take on the train to London for snacking on my journey to WWDP committee, and one to leave behind for Bob.
That's FC's picture by the way! I didn't paint mine with sugar syrup, it would have made it rather sticky to transport. And I omitted the whiskey [sorry Bob!] It does seem there is no definite barmy connection between barm cake, and barmbrack. And don't even mention President Brack O'Barma. 
The national debate on what to call a bread roll fascinates me - this useful chart shows that an awful lot depends on where you come from...
I have come across all of these names before- except scuffler - 
What does your family call these things?

Wednesday, 21 March 2018

Poop! Poop!

Sadly not the happy sound of Mr Toad driving around...
...but rather the very generous gift of a seagull last Tuesday on our lovely day out together.
My beautiful yellow SeaSalt jacket was liberally bespattered all down my left sleeve and over my back.
Bob leapt to the rescue and was able to remove most of the offensive material with a handful of tissues. 

Fortunately it happened as we were about to come home and not at the start of the day. The other good thing was that I had recently purchased [on offer for National Trust members] a twin pack of NikWax TechWash, and Wash-In Waterproofing. I have had the jacket for 15 months and it was beginning to look grubby anyway. So I tried it out.You wash the garment in the machine with the first liquid, then, without removing it from the machine, wash again with the second [short spin]. 

Then you allow the garment to dry naturally. It was all very straightforward - and I have to say I am really pleased with the result. The grubbiness on the cuffs had gone, and there are no traces of the green and brown bird-poop stains. I was initially sceptical- it all seemed too easy, but this was an excellent result. The NT offer has finished, but you can pick up these twinpacks online for less than £10, and that is enough to treat 3 garments. 

It was certainly worth it to restore my jacket to a clean, re-proofed sunshine yellow condition.
This post was not sponsored by NIkWax - but I wanted to endorse these products because I think they're good...and I know that a number of you out there have yellow waterproof jackets from one manufacturer or another, and may be considering splashing out on a bottle of two.

Tuesday, 20 March 2018

Fairy Tales

The blossom has come out on the tree in the front garden during this past week. It is pink and lovely. It reminded me that whilst sorting out some stuff recently, I came across two examples of Cicely Mary Barker's 'Flower Fairy' illustrations.
One was a birthday card sent to me in 2012 by my friend Marilyn [I found it being used as a bookmark in one of my embroidery books] It has the Almond Blossom Fairy on it - with CMB's accompanying poem.

Joy! the Winter’s nearly gone!
Soon will Spring come dancing on;
And, before her, here dance I,
Pink like sunrise in the sky.
Other lovely things will follow;
Soon will cuckoo come, and swallow;
Birds will sing and buds will burst,
But the Almond is the first!
The other thing I found was a ceramic tile- a Christmas  'keepsake' gift from my SIL Denise for Liz when she was still a baby. It has a picture of the Rose Fairy on it. I've kept it safe  for over 30 years, but now passed it on to Liz for Rosie.
Best and dearest flower that grows,
Perfect both to see and smell;
Words can never, never tell
Half the beauty of a Rose—
Buds that open to disclose
Fold on fold of purest white,
Lovely pink, or red that glows
Deep, sweet-scented. What delight
To be Fairy of the Rose!
I never imagined back in 1982 that one day Liz would have her own sweet rosebud! CMB illustrated her 170 enchanting flower fairies, with botanically accurate blooms, back in 1923. Each fairy had an accompanying poem. You can find them all here. As well as details of all the fairy illustrations and books, there are colouring sheets, activity ideas, and details of Flower Fairy events. There's a FF facebook page too. I found a lovely little biography of CMB here.
She was a devout Christian and gave much of her artwork to Christian fundraisers and missionary organisations. Even Queen Mary purchased one of her paintings. 
I love this painting of a 1930s mother and child on a cold day, making toast for tea!

Monday, 19 March 2018

Clean Teeth

Bob's just finished a brilliant sermon series on the book of Amos. I love discovering just how relevant the words of an Old Testament prophet are. One verse which struck me quite forcibly was this...
"Cleanness of teeth" was an idiom for lack of food. If you haven't eaten a good meal, then you won't have any debris left in your mouth. But the more I thought about this, I began to reflect on the people in our country who use Foodbanks. 
I know that these people are genuinely struggling to survive - and I am glad we have a 'Blessing Bin' at our church, where people donate tins etc, and these are collected weekly by our local Foodbank Team.
I've read lots of 'frugal bloggers' who say they economise by brushing their teeth with bicarb, or salt or just plain water. I really don't like that myself- First thing in the morning, I like to have a minty fresh mouth - and when I brush my teeth after meals or at bedtime, a bit of paste on the brush is important for me. When the girls were small, and our income was minuscule, 'new toothbrushes' were a significant family event [in the Christmas stocking, with the Easter Eggs, and for the summer holiday] But if you are on a really limited income, you're probably cutting back on all 'non-essential' spending. Maybe you have enough to eat - because of the help from the Foodbank -  will you want to spend money on toothpaste? 
I'm also aware that many women experience 'period poverty' - they cannot afford sanpro each month. The sense of uncleanness and lack of dignity must be awful.
I'm getting into the habit of buying an extra tin or two whenever I do my grocery shop, to go into the Bin. 

Last week I bought toothpaste, brushes and 'feminine hygiene' items as my donation. 
When Aline and Nadia took our shoeboxes out to Romania at Christmas, they told us how delighted the teenage girls were to find stuff like this in their parcels. Proper sanpro [[not rags] is a real treat for them.
After the Grenfell Tower fire, Liz told me she had taken underwear and sanpro to her local donation point. "Mum, you can happily wear a grubby 2nd hand jumper for a few days, but clean pants are much more important" 
Above the door of the Walworth Clinic, in Southwark - just round the corner from where Rosie, Liz and Jon live, is this plaque, put up in 1937, bearing a quote from Cicero
I am not sure I totally agree with it - but I do believe that to be really healthy, people need both good diets and good hygiene practices.
I want children to have clean teeth at bedtime because they have been able to brush them, not because they have not eaten an evening meal.

Sunday, 18 March 2018

Through The Square Window

Thomas Hardy's first career was as an architect. He designed his house at Max Gate - and involved the family business in its construction. The Hardy Brickworks made the materials, and the Hardy Builders put the place up. His father declared that Thomas was 'the most difficult client he had ever worked for'
As we went round on Tuesday, the guides were quick to point out special features that Hardy had insisted be put in - sliding screens in the dining room windows, so passers by could not see him eating, and internal windows round the servants' staircase to allow more light into the upstairs corridors, and many other details.
But the one that interested me was the large window in his study. J M Barrie, the Scottish writer had said of Hardy "He looks through a window and sees things that nobody else sees"
If you look at the window behind his desk, you will see that each of the four sections has 12 small square panes, surrounding one larger square pane.
The guide pointed this out to me. He said "Hardy chose the clear centre panes deliberately. He wanted to see what was in the world outside and not be distracted by having to focus on the cross in the middle of the frame in front of him "
The guide then changed the subject and started talking about the problems in the Hardy's marriage - Emma was a devout woman of faith, but Hardy had no time for all that. Sadly it was only after her death that he realised how much he had loved her.
It is only two weeks till Easter. It occurs to me that as a Christian, my world view is affected by what happened on Good Friday- that as I focus on the Cross and God's grace, this is not a distraction, but rather a way to make sense of it all. The Way, the Truth and the Life. 

Saturday, 17 March 2018

Enjoying Dorchester To The Max

The final part of our Dorchester trip on Tuesday was to visit Max Gate, the home of Thomas Hardy, now in the care of the National Trust. Thomas, born 1840, had grown up in a little cottage just outside Dorchester, where his father was stonemason and builder. He trained as an architect and worked in Dorchester and London, and in 1870 was sent to St Juliot, Cornwall on a commission. Here he lodged in the Vicarage where he met Emma Gifford [sister-in-law of the vicar] She was bright, intelligent, well read and the same age. They fell in love, she encouraged him in his writing - and in 1874, the year that 'Far from The Madding Crowd' was published, they married.
Hardy decided he wanted to moved back to Dorset - so in 1885, he had a house - Max Gate - built to his own design, on the east side of Dorchester, just three miles from his birthplace. He would often walk across the heath to visit his mother on a Sunday afternoon. This house was built to his own design, and he lived here with Emma and their grumpy little dog "Wessex" till Emma's death in 1912.
Two years later, he married his secretary, Florence Dugdale. She was almost 40 years his junior. They were at Max Gate till Hardy died in 1928, and Florence remained till her death 9 years later in 1937.
Here is a picture of Thomas, Florence and Wessex in the grounds of Max Gate in 1924
So Emma and Thomas were here for 27 years, and Florence was here for 23 years - but for 9 of those years she was a widow.
The house is really interesting, do look at the pictures on the NT site.
Kate, Hardy's sister, made the property over to the NT in 1940 - she wanted it to be kept in his memory. The contents were auctioned off [except his study furniture, which went to the museum] For many years, the Trust had tenants living in the house, then for the last 5 years, it has been properly open to the public.
Because the rooms have been re-furnished nothing is 'precious' - so you can sit on the armchairs, play the piano, turn the wheel on the sewing machine in Emma's boudoir, and sit at the desk in Hardy's study. You can even stroke the toy dog, Wessex, who perches on the sofa. 
Here's Bob sitting at Emma's typewriter in her 'boudoir', and me in Hardy's study. She and Hardy were not happy at the end of her marriage, and had separate rooms. How sad!
After Emma's death, a distraught Hardy turned the perpetual calendar to March 7th, the day they met. It remains unchanged to this day.
The house is well worth a visit- you can see the Pet Cemetery [including the grave of Wessex] and in the old kitchen you are able to make your own hot drinks and sit together round the table [I've never done that in any NT property before]
There is a sense that the man has just popped across to see his Mum at her Bockhampton Cottage and he will walk back in at any moment. 
This is where he wrote Jude the Obscure, Tess of the D'Urbevilles and The Mayor Of Casterbridge.  In this relatively austere Victorian property, he entertained many famous people
  • writers; J M Barrie, Rudyard Kipling, R.L. Stevenson, H G Wells, G B Shaw
  • poets; W B Yeats, A E Housman, Siegfried Sassoon
  • others; Ramsay Macdonald, Marie Stopes, Mrs Patrick Campbell, Gustav Holst, T E Lawrence [who regularly nipped over on his motorbike from Bovingdon Camp] and Edward, Prince of Wales
There are flowers in the urns and vegetables growing in the kitchen garden. Do check out the lovely pictures on the NT website!
A very pleasant home. Not all the rooms are accessible to the public- I was a little disappointed I could not go into the 'Bicycle Room'. There are members of my family who'd really appreciate having a room solely designated for the storage of their velocipedes!

Friday, 16 March 2018

Dippy In Dorchester

 10am - into the Museum. The Dippy Team were very friendly, not at all dippy! You can check out the National History Museum site for details of how their great plaster model of a diplodocus is touring the UK this year.
In the great hall of the museum [cast iron work designed by one of the guys who worked on the Crystal Palace] is Dippy. And hordes of excited children visiting him. 

The floor of the Hall is an exposed Roman Mosaic, the only one in Europe which Joe Public can trample all over!
The Guide was explaining that the pomegranate and leaf pattern in the corner is the signature of the person who made the mosaic.
He also said there was even more mosaic to see underneath Dippy's plinth. I shall have to return after the dinosaur departs, and before my free ticket runs out

Here we are by the Jurassic Coast, so of course Mary Anning gets a mention.
There is a facsimile of a page from her commonplace book. I just love what she wrote, 200 years ago.
 And what is woman? Was she not made of the same flesh and blood as Lordly Man? Yes; and was destined doubtless to become his friend his help-mate on his pilgrimage but surely not his slave, for is not reason Her’s also? 
Upstairs, a room of more fossils, and a room devoted to Dorset writers, especially Hardy. There was a recreation of his study- he'd instructed that his desk etc should be bequeathed to the Museum, and also a feature on The Woodlanders. Two stunning smocks on display. What fabulous stitchery!
In the 'Victorian Schoolroom' Bob was very taken with the Swivelling Stand. With the top one way it is a lectern for someone to stand and speak - and the other way it is a Prie Dieu, where a person can kneel and pray. No we are not getting one at Church!
We scooted round the Gift Shop, avoiding teatowels, books and soft furry dinosaurs, and left the Museum around midday. On to the next stop of our Dorchester Day...
update - just had this email from blogfriend who cannot post her comment [Thanks Sandra - yes Dorset is indeed a great county]  
The parishes around Almer, Anderson, Wint. Kingston have a village magazine called The Red Post and I think The Worlds End pub nearby also has a history of poor people being transported.  Hope you enjoyed Dorchester...our village school visited Dippy en masse earlier, the children were all very inspired.  I hope you continue to enjoy Dorset, I feel we have a lot to offer here.  Good luck. Sandra.

Thursday, 15 March 2018

Spotting The Signs

We had a really interesting Day Off this week. In fact we crammed so much in that |I am going to post about it over a few days! I've wanted to go to Dorchester again for a while - out first brief visit was back in 2015, and I felt that we did not do the place justice. Furthermore, I knew that our Salisbury Museum pass would also get us into the Dorset County Museum. I had a long list of things to see and do [Bob is very patient]
So we set off just after 8am intending to have breakfast en route. A few miles outside Dorchester, as we drove along the A31, I suddenly said "red fingerposts! I forgot to check up on the location of the red fingerposts" Dorset has four of these, and somebody at church had told me about them. These brightly painted posts have a dark history; they were were markers or reference point for illiterate guards who were escorting prisoners from Dorchester prison to Portsmouth from where they were transported to Botany Bay, Australia. Being unable to read, the guards used the distinctive sign as an indicator to the correct road to take. There are four in Dorset, including one on the A31 trunk road at Anderson, between Bere Regis and Wimborne Minster. The others are located at Benville Bridge, Hewood Corner and one near Poyntington. Near to the latter is Botany Bay Farm where prisoners were held overnight in a barn, now largely destroyed. The substantially built barn at the farm was used as a cell for the prisoners when they were held on their first overnight stop. Only the base of the barn walls remains now after the building burned down in the 1930s. I'd looked all this stuff up a couple of years ago, and even found a picture online of the A31 post, in very poor condition. 
Anyway, almost immediately I'd remembered about the red fingerposts, we came upon one just ahead of us. Bob turned into a side road and I got out to take a picture.
One side of the road is the modern green sign, the other the old red post.
It was restored by a team of local volunteers last summer and now is resplendent in its new coat of scarlet paint.
As I have researched this subject, I have discovered two myths which need debunking;
First, red fingerposts marked the journey of convicts en route to transportation NOT the site of gibbets
Second, the phrase "one for the road" simply means "have a drink before you go" it does NOT relate to a non-existent custom of giving a condemned man a drink before he was hanged. In fact the wonderful Snopes site has pin-pointed when people started sharing this false information on the internet- January 2010. [I frequently use Snopes to check my facts - it is reliable and useful, especially with those dreadful, false 'warnings' which friends persist in sharing on Facebook]
So, another Dorset Site of Interest ticked off on my list, we proceeded into Dorchester. As the Museum website suggested, we parked in the 'Top O Town' car park [opposite the Baptist Church]. Then we had breakfast - in the A35 Cafe at the end of the car park! The tea and bacon rolls were good- not quite so sure about the Decor. There were sad strange soft toys dangling from the ceiling.

After breakfast we set off on the 2 minute walk to the Museum, it was 10am and the doors were just opening. And in a subsequent post, I shall tell you what we saw...

Wednesday, 14 March 2018

I Hope I Never Stop Learning...

...there are lessons to be learned [and re-learned] every day. If somebody thinks they know everything, then they obviously don't.
So what things have I learned - or relearned - in recent weeks?
Some trivial, some useful. Some things are 'life hacks' - others just bits of general knowledge which amused me.
1- I first posted this one more than seven years ago on a Top Tips for Christmas Post  In extremely cold weather, put your clean underwear on the radiator before you go to bed. The joy of warm pants on a freezing morning is a small treat to make you smile as you start the day.

2- If you are planning to cycle to the supermarket for groceries make sure to carry a basket, do NOT push a trolley round the store. If you are carrying a basket, you'll stop loading it when it gets too heavy - with a trolley, it is easy to forget just how much weight you can safely carry in your bike panniers
3 - Monday March 12th was National Napping Day, according to my friend Mags. But further investigation revealed that's only in the USA - it is the day after they put the clocks forward for Daylight Saving. We have to wait a couple more weeks. However, I was excited to discover the German word for nap is strichrichtung. Then I found that was for nap in the sense of the pile on fabric [so, cocoon me in corduroy, nestle me in needlecord, envelop me in velvet...]
4-if booking train tickets for a Sunday, check about engineering works. I forgot last time, and the journey took twice as long as I'd expected.

5 -if your daughter is thoughtful enough to give you a rainproof saddle cover, remember to put it in when you padlock the bike outside the store. It is no fun cycling home with a damp bottom!
6- Although matin is the French word for morning, a matin√©e was originally any type of daytime performance. In England the word has come to mean just afternoon events. Babies do not usually go to the theatre - the term 'matin√©e jacket' refers to a short garment worn for an afternoon outing. 
7 - Even if you are really looking forward to watching the latest Scandicrime in Real Time, record it anyway. You are bound to fall asleep before the end of the episode! And try not to stress out about the fact you are planning to travel on the London Underground next week.

Tuesday, 13 March 2018

Paloma Blanca [a free knitting pattern]

A friend gave me a little bag at church the other week - it contained 3 balls of white baby wool [one ball started] and a rather elderly pattern for a baby's matinee jacket. The problem - the wool was 3ply, and this was her only pattern for that weight, and she could not manage to make it work. She said she'd had three goes, and pulled it out, and was fed up with the wool and the pattern, so thought I could use it.
An irresistible challenge. I set to, and it took me three attempts to make sense of the pattern. And when I had, I really didn't like it. It was holey, rather than lacy - and I felt that for a small baby, the holes were big enough to trap little fingers. 
But I didn't have a 3ply pattern anywhere in my stash either [yes, I know, I was surprised too!]  I asked in a local woolshop. "We don't really sell 3ply any more, but I have some shawl patterns" But these needed more than 3 balls of yarn."Why don't you knit it up with 2 strands to a double knit pattern?"
I spent ages trawling the internet, and finally found one on an Australian site - a simple V neck cardi.  But [a] the Oz knitting terminology was not familiar to me, and [b] it was an all over "Greek Key" type of pattern over 8 stitches and 15 rows. Undoubtedly attractive, but too complicated for my Saturday night knitting in front of the TV. 
So I modified the pattern and come up with this...
I have called it Paloma Blanca because it is white, and I used Dove Stitch
Dove Stitch is possibly not its proper name - but I call it that for my best friend. Her farming family have used this pattern for classic V and round neck pullovers for a number of years  [Chris gave me a copy some while ago, and I still haven't got round to knitting myself one] It is easy, and slightly more interesting than regular stocking stitch, but less complicated than moss stitch or fisherman's rib. Basic pattern is for just 4 rows.
Row 1 knit, Row 2 purl, Row 3 K1, *K1P1* repeat to last st, K1, Row 4 purl.

PALOMA BLANCA -Baby's Cardigan in Dove Stitch
Fits 3-6 months, chest 50cm
Required; 75gm 3ply wool, pair each 2.75 & 3mm needles, 5 buttons

BACK - Cast on 80 sts with 2.75mm needles. Work 15 rows in K1P1 rib. Change to 3 mm needles. Work 48 rows in Dove Stitch [as above] Keeping pattern correct, cast off 2 sts at beginning of next 6 rows, and k2tog at each end of next row. [66 sts] Work 41 rows. Cast off.
LEFT FRONT- Cast on 40 sts, with 2.75mm needles. Work 15 rows in K1P1 rib. Change to 3 mm needles. Work 48 rows in Dove Stitch [as above] Keeping pattern correct, cast off 2 sts at beginning of next 3 right side rows, at the same time k2tog at end of each right side row. [31sts] P2tog at end of next row. Now k2tog at end of each right side row 8 more times [22 sts] Keeping pattern correct, work until 96 rows of Dove Stitch pattern completed [to match back]
RIGHT FRONT- Work as left front, reversing shapings.
MAKING UP - Sew shoulders, sew in sleeves and side seams.
BUTTON BAND -  With 2.75mm needles, cast on 8 sts. Work 4 rows in K1P1 rib. ** row 5 K1P1, cast off 4, K1P1.   row 6, K1,P1, cast on 4, K1,P1 rows 7-16 - work in K1P1 rib** Repeat **to**4 more times [5 buttonholes]. Continue in K1P1 rib till band is long enough to go all round front edge. Cast off. Sew in place, sew on 5 buttons. 

Dove Stitch is great because the ridges make it easy to count the rows!

Monday, 12 March 2018

Mothering Sunday - Part Two

Just a brief report on yesterday's service at Church
[1] The Quiz was interesting - the women beat the men by 13 to 5 - so they clearly remembered their Bible stories better!
[2] The little bags of primrose plants [thank you Glenacres Nursery] beautifully decorated by the children, were well received by all present - and some were taken to those older ladies who were unable to come to church.
[3] You remember the Tree Festival in December? Well look what has happened to all those squares. It took a while to sort them - not all were the same size, and we did have almost 50% knitted in Wilko Jade Green. So one blanket had all the larger squares in a central panel with  multicolour edge strips. But we ended up with four blankets to display this morning - ready to go to the Biggin Hill Romania Trust.
All in all, a very satisfactory morning. Thank you to the Nursery, the Bag Decorators, and the Craftspeople - oh and especially to the team operating the PA system this morning, which was playing up badly. 

Sunday, 11 March 2018

Mothering Sunday

I did a morning's supply work on Friday - the children were making cards for Mother's Day. I explained to them that I always call it by it's original English name, Mothering Sunday. I said that we would be giving out flowers on Sunday to every lady in our church, whether or not she was a mother - and that if they had already made Mum a card, then they could make another for a gran, or auntie or good friend. 
One sweet little girl said she was fostered, and that her foster Mum had said they'd be making a card for her real Mum that evening- so please could she make her card for her foster Mum? Wow! It sounds to me as if that FM is doing a great job there, and well deserves the card.
I hope that all you women out there get some sort of treat today- I've been blessed with a beautiful bouquet [from Bloom & Wild- and called 'Rosie', which made me smile]
But I shall really miss seeing the girls - it is a shame that we couldn't meet up last weekend due to the snow.
The Shakespeare quote ['though she be but little, she is fierce'] was a Christmas gift from one of my girls. 
I think mothers should be fierce in defending and protecting their children - but also gentle and loving. We'll be doing a quiz about Biblical mothers in the service this morning, good, bad, fierce and gentle ones.
Enjoy your day

Saturday, 10 March 2018

Snakes And Ladders

I had a great day of Supply Teaching on Thursday, and one of the best bits was being involved in a Sports For School Event. Here's their promo video
The idea is that elite athletes come to a school and children do a series of high intensity exercises. They have lots of fun, and get sponsorship [which provides the school with PE gear] and helps the next generation to be inspired about sport.
Our athletes were two swimmers, Olympians Joe Roebuck and Amy Smith. As well as the rolling programme of sessions in the hall, in which every class participated, Amy and Joe also did Assembly in the afternoon.
I was really impressed by the way Amy engaged the children. She spoke of her own nervousness about going in the pool when she was 7 and on a fanily holiday. How her wise parents then enrolled her for proper swimming lessons- and her talent emerged. She was encouraged to develop her gifts. She talked of the commitment required- early morning swims and after school sessions. Going to Loughborough University, which excels at preparing people to be elite athletes. Then being a medal winner in the Commonwealth Games, missing out on the Olympic Team, more Commonwealth success and finally an Olympic medal...
She brought all her medals to show us.  The children clapped and cheered.
She said her life was like a Snakes and Ladders board- winning a medal is like going up the ladder, missing out feels like sliding down the snake.
"Find your passion and work at it!" she encouraged the children. It may be sport, or something else, but do not give up. Believe you can achieve. And accept there will be snakes as well as ladders - just keep on, despite that.
The children were buzzing with excitement. Joe and Amy have their own business teaching advanced swimming skills, but they also give time to this more general sport promotion. They have also been nearby in Dorchester this week. [pictured below]
Thank you Joe and Amy, for sharing your enthusiasm and commitment. I am sure lots of these children will remember your visit for a long time to come. And maybe in 10 years time one of these children will be in Los Angeles, as part of Team GB! 

Friday, 9 March 2018

This Cornish Pasty Was Rather Disappointing

I found another Nicola Upson in the library, the second in her Josephine Tey series.
Initially it looked to be very promising. Ms Upson and her partner had a holiday in Cornwall and fell in love with the county. I can understand that, it is a beautiful place, and by all accounts, the recent Poldark series on TV did wonders for the tourist trade.
As with the other NU/JT books, the plot hangs on genuine historical facts and real locations.
It is 1935, Ms Tey's [fictional] Detective Chum, Archie Penrose, is going back to his roots, the Penrose Estate.
This is a real place, now owned by the National Trust. There is a large house, stunning scenery, and Cornwall's largest natural lake, Loe Bar.You may have seen these if you watched Poldark, as much was filmed there.
Loe Bar is really close to the sea - the curved lake separated by a narrow strip of land from the ocean.
The book begins with a death at the lake. Archie arrives for the funeral, closely followed by Josephine. She has come to stay, and work on her novel A Shilling for Candles 
The locals were due to perform a play at the nearby Minack Theatre - an amazing open air venue, cut into the side of the cliff. Archie agrees to takes the place of the dead guy, and play his part, as 'the show must go on' even despite the death.
During the play, "The Jackdaw of Rheims" someone else dies- falling rather spectacularly off the cliff in his jackdaw costume. 
Passing reference is made to Daphne Du Maurier, who was busy just up the road in 1935, writing Jamaica Inn.
So here we are, with genuine locations, and genuine people - and Upson throws in a couple of deaths for Penrose and Tey to solve.
It has taken me well over a week to read this- every time I picked it up, I had to flick back through the previous chapter to remind myself of the convoluted plot.
It was like an overfilled Cornish Pasty, too much to digest, and a bizarre mixture of flavours.
On this small estate [everybody seems to work for Archie's Uncle William] there is much history being swept under the carpet- orphans, tragic deaths, deaths in childbirth, adopted children, violent husbands, downtrodden wives, gay relationships, incestuous relationships, dubious clergy...and the weirdest collection of names. "Lettice spoke to Snipe about supper"... "Morwenna went to visit Morweth" I really could not follow the storyline. And by the end, I wasn't sure that I cared! 
Sorry - this one gets just  * and that is only because of the glorious locations described! I'm giving up on this series, I think!