Monday, 24 January 2011

The Simple Wife

Jo Heim

 

This is an inspiring blog which I dip into from time to time. Joanne Heim is a young American wife and mother, who writes and speaks about ‘Living Simply’. She is 38 years old, and on January 11th this year, she suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, suffered a massive stroke. She has been unconscious since – till yesterday.

 

For the last fortnight, I have been following the updates posted by her husband Tobin, her best friend Jenna, and young daughter Audrey.

Yesterday, Tobin posted this update [Good News] about her amazing progress. I was thrilled to read this- and if you, dear reader, are a person who prays, I encourage you to remember Jo and her family and friends at this time in your thoughts and prayers.

I am going to share a piece of Joann’s writing which I personally found helpful [she asks on her blog that we do not reproduce her stuff without permission- but under the circumstances, I am trusting that the family will not mind]

Sometimes giving up things—saying no to things that we like, we think are fun, and we want—means we gain much more in the long run. We must make wise choices about the things on which we spend our time, money, energy, and emotions.

I have to be honest and tell you up front—this is a hard one for me. Sure, it’s easy to say no to things I don’t like to do, don’t want to do. It’s not too hard to say no to something when there’s already something on the calendar for that day, that time.

But saying no to things I’d really like to do? That I really want to do? When the calendar appears to be empty? That’s a lot harder for me. It’s hard to say no when I really, really want to say yes. But just because there’s space on the calendar doesn’t mean that yes is the automatic answer; if that were the case, there wouldn’t be space on that calendar for long!

I’m learning (often the hard way!) to say no. To recognize the fact that my time and energy have limits. I am not Wonder Woman and I can’t do it all. So as much as I want to say yes, sometimes I have to say no.

Like any new habit, it can take a while to learn to say no. I’ve found that giving myself time to respond (“Let me look at the calendar and call you back in the morning”) and inviting people to ask again (“Not this time, but maybe next time”) helps. It helps me to remember that learning to say no and rest today means being able to say yes in the future.

“You find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right direction.” (From Psalm 23, The Message)

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Pies, Praise And Preaching

Apparently yesterday in the USA was National Pie Day. Martha Stewart even had a special craft [here] and so presumably lots of my American friends were eating pie.

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I did not celebrate – I prefer World Pie Day [π Day] Which should be celebrated on March 14th [3.14]

But I may make Bob a pie today anyway as I have discovered a pack of frozen shortcrust pastry lurking in the freezer! Today is a Day Off after such a busy weekend, and I plan to do a few relaxing things which I enjoy – bit of cooking, bit of crafting…

I had a lovely Sunday yesterday – in the morning I was preaching at one of the oldest Baptist Churches in Leicester. The building is a magnificent traditional Georgian edifice, with a balcony all round.

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In the evening, Bob and I shared with other friends, in a Churches Together United Service celebrating the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity – in a tiny, humble little tabernacle just up the road. The contrast between the two buildings could not have been greater – but the fellowship, and the joy in worship was equal in both.

We sang older Wesley hymns, and newer Hillsongs pieces…and it was all good. There was the real sense of God’s Spirit leading us, and a genuine desire to share His Love with the surrounding communities.

I watched Songs of Praise on BBC1[iplayer here] Please note, when they are in Lancaster Priory, and the girl hands out some food to an Asian lady and says “There you go” - that is my friend Emily, who grew up in this village – and her parents are good friends at church. I saw my friend on TV!!!!!!!

In the afternoon, I also read this book from cover to cover

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It’s by my mate Chris Duffett, the guy who thought up “Get In The Picture” [here] and is a challenge to re think attitudes to evangelism.

As I read it, I was reminded of another book - Alistair Brown’s “I believe in Mission” which I read back in 1997.

And then, halfway through this book, Chris refers to it. Which must prove something [not sure what]

You can order it here if you want to read it yourself. Can’t lend you the copy I read as it was one of Bob’s Christmas presents [from me!]

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Having said that, the writers are quite different in style.

But it was good to be challenged by the ebullient Mr Duffett’s approach. And there was lots to make me smile -like the time he went somewhere to preach, and somehow the spell checker rendered his name as “Christ’s Duvet”! Well, Chris is a warm and cuddly sort of bloke.

I may blog some more about this book again. Having ‘speed-read’ it, I need time for it to sink in.

The thing that sticks with me now, having just read the book, is the question Chris poses to all those who seek to evangelise.

“Do I love them because I want them to become Christians – or do I want them to become Christians because I love them?”

Sunday, 23 January 2011

What Shall We Tell The Children?

I have been shouting at the Radio lots recently – mostly at politicians, but also at Ambridge as they have been making Nigel’s funeral arrangements.

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I know it is all fictional, but when Lizzie was insisting that the twins would not go to their Dad’s funeral, I was yelling “Take them! Take them!”

I believe it is really important that children do not feel excluded when there is a death in the family.

[In the end, she listened to her wise old Mum, Jill, and they all went!]

But Ambridge is fictional – Death In Real Life Is Much Harder

Last Spring, one of my blogfriends had mentioned how hard it was to explain the Crucifixion and Easter story to her two little boys, and so I wrote them a special letter [here]

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I was incredibly sorry when I heard that my friend’s Mum had died, quite unexpectedly, on Christmas Eve. It was a real shock for everyone, and I knew she was finding it hard to balance her own grief with the need to explain things to the boys.

So I sent my friend some ideas about children and bereavement – and I also wrote a special letter just for the boys. She said that they ‘adored’ having that letter just for themselves, and she’d shared it on her blog too.

I know that children are often concerned that Gran is still in pain, and that being in a coffin or being cremated will hurt her.

I suggested that she trim the boys’ fingernails, or clips their hair – and show them that it doesn’t hurt – or only hurts a tiny bit – but then those clippings are not needed any more, and whatever you do to them cannot hurt you. So you can actually burn the hair and nails in a saucer, or bury them in the ground, and you won’t feel any pain, because they are no longer part of you. In the same way after death, we no longer need our earthly bodies and whatever happens to them cannot hurt us.

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My friend said they each clipped a bit of hair and buried it in a box – and that helped them understand things a bit more, and that they were also starting to prepare “Memory Books”

Here is the letter I sent the boys [feel free to use it if you need to]

I wanted to write you a letter to say how much I have been thinking of your family in the past few days. It must have been a very strange time for you – partly celebrating all the Christmassy stuff, and partly being very sad because you have lost your Grandma. I know you have both been really good boys, and so helpful to your Mum when she has felt especially sad.

It is a long time ago since my big daughters were little girls and they lost their Gran. It was hard because I kept crying when they didn’t expect it, and sometimes they wanted to play and I was a bit grumpy. But we had lots of cuddles and lots of happy memories. I think it is a good idea if you feel sad to get a little book and write things down or draw some pictures – some of the things you remember about the good times.

I expect some people will tell you to be very brave because your Gran would want you to keep on with your life, and enjoying things – and that is true. But never forget, there are times when it is OK to not feel brave, and to need a cry and a cuddle. And that is true however old you are.

I wrote to you last Easter, and I believe that Easter is when we remember that Jesus said “Death is beaten forever and when we die we can live in Heaven and be happy forever”

Your Gran’s body was old and tired and not working very well – one of my children reminded me when their Gran died that now she would have a new body and would be able to dance in Heaven. The Bible says there is a big party going on up there – do you think all the Grans are dancing together and giggling about the silly things we are doing? I hope so.

Your Mum is my friend and I would like to come and hug her but we live miles away – so will you please give her a big hug from me?

You are in my prayers – lots and lots of love Angela

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A number of my friends are coping with bereavement right now – and my heart goes out to them – especially when they are having to answer the hard questions of their little ones.

Jesus said “Blessed are those that mourn for they shall be comforted”  Don’t forget that we are called to be involved in that comforting- whether it is through hugs, cups of tea, cards, letters or whatever.

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Jesus said, “I am the resurrection and the life”

Saturday, 22 January 2011

Angus From Amnesty

Back in June, I posted about Burma [here]

The situation in Burma is not a good one, and this was an opportunity to bring a measure of freedom to the oppressed people of that land. Five months later, in November, Aung San Suu Kyi was released. There was much rejoicing

Today, the news has come via The China Post that she is planning to go on-line shortly -

…after years of detention when the military regime allowed her virtually no contact with the outside world, her security chief said Saturday. She may even be tweeting soon.

The Nobel Peace Prize laureate, released from seven years of house arrest in November, has been allowed Internet access and will begin to go online after recovering from a cold and cough, said Win Htein.

“She is delighted that she can now connect with people inside and outside the country as she's keen to build up a broad network,” said Win Htein, the security chief.

Shortly before her release, Suu Kyi said she wanted to get a Twitter account once she was freed so she could “get in touch with the younger generation.” Her aides at the time said she had a laptop computer and described her as tech-savvy.

Win Htein said Suu Kyi was the first client to receive a new mobile broadband Internet service launched by the government provider, adding that she was the first of 50 people so far to apply for it.

The 65-year-old Suu Kyi has spent 14 of the past 20 years under house arrest. For most of this period, she was not allowed a telephone line at her residence and was generally cut off from the rest of the world.

The ruling junta aggressively censors the Internet and blocks politically sensitive websites such as those promoting human rights. The government often slows down Internet speed or totally cuts Internet connection during politically sensitive periods. During a crackdown on pro-democracy protesters in September 2007, it cut all access to the Internet and shuttered many cyber cafes.

And also today, I had a phone call “Can I speak to ******** please?” said the voice. I was a little confused ******** is a good friend from church “Er, I’m sorry, he isn’t here. Who is that please?” “I’m Angus from Amnesty International” by now, I was very confused and then this amiable Angus suddenly said “Oh, sorry, ******** is the next person on my list, can I speak to Angela Almond, please?”

“That’s ME” I said – then explained that ******** is the name of a very good friend from church [Angus said we had similar Leicester postcodes, so it probably was the same ******** !]

Angus was ringing up to thank me for my donation towards the Radios for Burma appeal, and ask a few questions [and get some more support for AI]

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He seemed genuinely pleased that I had both blogged about the appeal, and spoken about it in church. He said it had received great support nationally, and that there had been some surprising outcomes

  • farmers had been able to use the radios to hear weather forecasts which were of considerable help with plans for planting and harvesting crops
  • schools were able to use the radios for educational programmes
  • a lot of vital healthcare information was transmitted to the people in outlying areas – literally life-saving news
  • minority groups were informed of upcoming military offensives, and were able to flee to safety.

Angus also told me that after her release, Suu Kyi met with a group of people who had been involved in supporting her campaign for democracy in Burma. She had a list of people to mention – and just second on the list was Amnesty – she singled out the Radio Campaign – saying her own radio had been a lifeline for her, and she was so grateful for all the radios which AI had provided for her people.

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All of which is really positive news.

I promised Angus I would blog about this again – so if you did contribute last year to the Radios For Burma Appeal, thank you [and thank you ******** – you know who you are!]

Burma has a long way to go yet – let us continue to be faithful in our prayers for Suu Kyi and her people.

24 Hours For Africa

EXACTLY twenty four hours ago, we were busy loading PA gear into the cars, to go to Dave's Annual Africa Aid Folk Night [it happens every January, to raise funds for this charity] We drove to Quorn and set up in the village hall [that’s Quorn the village, not the meat substitute!]

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Don’t you just love the gold backdrop? It is actually waste material from a company that prints foiled tee-shirts. Bob set up all his gear whilst others loaded the tables with snacks

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Lots of folk came for the Folk Music

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Eric The Turtle was fun

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The evening was splendid. Bob operated the PA and Matthew and I did the lighting between us. All great fun!

Well over £800 was raised. The concert finished around 11.30pm.

It was after 1am before we had packed up, driven home, unloaded the cars, made mugs of hot chocolate and collapsed into bed.

Back to the church before 10am this morning, for an Africa Aid Knit-In, organised by Val. Janet [who was there early last night to make sandwiches] was there early this morning to prepare food. She is a very hard-working Church Catering Officer. Here’s a load of knitters!

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I was too tired for serious hand knitting, so cheated by taking my machine

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I managed to knit two stripy baby blankets. here’s the first waiting to be stitched up.

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Lots of people made various items – cardis, bootees, hats, blankets etc.

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Dave himself came down to talk about Africa Aid and enthuse about last night.

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Now I am going to rest with a cup of tea and a magazine!

Friday, 21 January 2011

Which WITW Blogging Character Are You?

So how to join in today’s Great Celebration?

I thought about dressing up – but having made all the costumes for the school play a couple of years ago [see here and here] I didn’t fancy that idea. PomPom Mole is much braver than I am!

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Then I thought about the parallels between the Riverbank and The Blogosphere, and have devised a simple quiz. I looked at 3 different internet WITW character quizzes, and when I came up as 3 different characters, I decided to make up my own!

So which WITW Blogging character are you?

Are you mild and home-loving – but seeking a more productive life outside the home? Despite initial reservations, you’ve proved able to adapt to the hustle and bustle of the blogosphere and write your blog diligently but never forget your home-making roots [making frequent references to Cath Kidston or Jane Austen]

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You are Mole

Are you relaxed and friendly, but occasionally a little mischievous in your blogs? Do you pick up a fair few followers- and then keep in touch with them via other means [emails, letters, phone calls] because they have become True Friends in the Real World too. Rather stubborn about keeping on track with your subject matter. Not too keen on tags and blog awards.

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You are Ratty

Are you extravagant and impulsive, blogging about anything and everything? Going overboard with enthusiasm for the latest craze. You change your blog layout regularly, always adding [then dropping] different widgets and gizmos. You enter blog giveaways and answer online surveys as often as you change your [brightly coloured] socks. The wonders of technology thrill you and you discover something fresh and exciting every day!

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You are Mr Toad

Are you quietly amused by the antics of your younger blogging friends? You don’t get out and about like you once did – and considering the state of the world ‘out there’ that doesn’t bother you too much! You reflect deeply on the changes around you – and your words are greatly respected. You blog away happily about your activities, dispensing the wisdom of experience and sharing practical common sense tips with others in a kindly fashion.

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You are Badger

Or are you just a blog-reader? You don’t write your own blog, but derive great pleasure from the daily outpourings of others. You’re happy to make the occasional comment on a blog, and you’re a good sort. One of the ‘mixed lot’ of followers whose kind remarks are such a great encouragement to the rest of the bloggers.rabbits

You are one of The Rabbits

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In case you are wondering, these little plush characters are the latest fund-raisers from the WRVS, and you can find out more and order them here.

WRVS is an age positive charity that offers a range of practical services to help and support older people to live well, maintain their independence and play a part in their local community. Here in Leicester, the WRVS has recently given much support to the Lord Mayor’s Forget-Me-Not fund, which helps those living with dementia [report here] And their WITW characters are rather cute!

A HUGE thank you to Mags for this fun event – I know you put lots of work into organising it all, and doing all the technical stuff - it has been so informative and a great start to the New Year.

“You are a good, kind and clever girl” as Toad said to the gaoler’s daughter!!

Thursday, 20 January 2011

Podiatrists Look Away NOW!

I spent all my M&S Christmas tokens in one fell swoop on a new pair of smart black court shoes. I have been dreaming of these for months [I got my old ones for Dad’s funeral in 1998 so I think a replacement pair was justifiable!]

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I love them. But the Essex girl in me won out – they actually have 4½” killer heels. Wearing them, I almost come up to Bob’s shoulder!

My friend Rachel the podiatrist will not approve – but I think she has given up on me over the matter of heel heights.

They are for smart, formal occasions only – not for school, not for driving, and not for anywhere I have to walk long distances or stand for long periods.

Yes I know I ought to be in sensible, flat shoes at my age, but just occasionally I like to pretend I am of average height. And when I am wearing them I can kid myself I am like all those tall slim Italian women who associate with Aurelio Zen!

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

It’s Mr Incredible!

The Year Ones are studying the topic of “Superheroes” – so in my continuing mission to declutter, I donated a couple of large [36” high] cardboard cut-outs which had been lurking in the garage loft.

Two of these…

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They should add a bit of oomph to the class displays! I cannot remember where we got them, and it is time they found a purpose and a home somewhere else.

“Miss” said one child when I was supply cover last week “I cannot find anything about superheroes on the internet”

I checked, and realised he had typed this into the search engine…

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…no wonder he was having problems!

What I hadn't realised until now is that Mr Incredible’s first name is Bob  - how have I missed that? One of the kids actually said “Is your Bob a Mr Incredible, then, Miss?” “Oh Yes!!” I replied “Most definitely”

According to the website, his primary characteristic is Strength

I am the exact opposite of Elastigirl – whose primary quality is listed as Flexibility. Today I feel really stiff and achey all over.

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Mind you, both he and she claim the secondary characteristics of “Agility, Durability and Leaping Ability” We may be durable, but ‘agile and with leaping abilities’? Never!

I am pleased to report, however, that Bob has been out round the village on his bicycle today – getting good use from his Christmas present now the weather is a little better.

Feeling Charitable

A number of people have recently posted about their latest charity shop bargains. So here are 3 which I have picked up in recent weeks

First up, this…

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It is a great little book, I read it through in about three sittings. I found it clever, moving, and intelligently written…

I didn’t understand how it came to have two authors till I got to the end and read the explanatory final section.

But I would really recommend it as a charming book. Not saying anymore, don’t want to spoil it for any potential readers!

Then there was this set…

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A good sized square red cotton tablecloth, with matching blue circular cloth, and four napkins in red,blue, green and gold.

The attractive little couples dancing round the border look Austrian or Hungarian to me – there is no clue on the label to the origins.

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Some hold flowers and birds, others have different musical instruments.

I cannot decide whether to keep as tablecloths [for which table? I don’t think I have any the right size!] or cut out the motifs and use them to decorate other craft makes.

They would be lovely as the front of lavender bags.

The larger ones are 10cm square, the ones on the napkins are 4cm square.

My final purchase was a real bargain. For ages I have wanted a Boden wrap dress. I tried on the black one Liz owns, and it did look good. They look much better when being worn by a woman with curves than hanging on a wooden hanger.

This one in the current catalogue is £85

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This one is not a genuine Boden but I liked it anyway [and its price]

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Trust me, it does look much better actually being worn. I do not intend to show as much cleavage as the model when I wear it!

The print is a lovely brown and cream starburst pattern

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Total spend less than £6.

On the subject of Charity Shops, Bob and I have noticed recently that we have seen loads of these…

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…the ceramic inner pots from slow-cookers [crockpots] Why is this? We could understand that if you smashed the pot you would have to throw the slow-cooker away. But do people discard the outer electric part, but keep the casserole “In case it comes in useful” and then discover it never does  - so donate it to a charity shop? And why does there seem to be so many of them just lately?

Or is it that charity shops are not allowed to sell electrical goods, so if a whole slow-cooker is donated, they take out the inner pot and just try to sell that?

Personally I am hanging on to my little slow-cooker. It is wonderfully useful – especially in these cold winter months when casseroles are so good to come home to!

Tuesday, 18 January 2011

Stewards Of The Earth – And The Oceans

I have been watching all the recent programmes about the way we are taking our fish stocks for granted. Hugh F-W and Jamie O are spearheading a campaign about changing EU regulations for fishermen, regarding “discards and bycatch” [when they have to throw back ‘the wrong fish’ – thus wasting tons of perfectly good food]

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You can find further details of the Fish Fight here

What do you think?

Monday, 17 January 2011

Signs Of Spring

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Just as my first Christmas hyacinth plant began to be ‘past its best’ – my next set – in this great little wooden box -  started to blossom. More fragrant pink blooms – and some golden narcissus behind them. These are the ones ElizabethD and her husband kindly gave me when they visited a fortnight ago. I am so glad that the flowers have bloomed – and that the marvels of the Internet means I can post this picture for her to enjoy their beauty too.

Warning! This Is Not My Cheeriest Post!

Mags asked me to find out some facts about Kenneth Grahame – I’d hoped to share amusing and witty anecdotes. But there aren’t any.

Just thought I’d warn you – don’t read this if you want lots of jolly gypsy caravans and messing about in boats!

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The Clever Men At Oxford…

…know all there is to be knowed

but they none of them know one half

as much as intelligent Mr Toad

So wrote Kenneth Grahame in the amazingly conceited Toad’s Song.

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Until Mags asked me to contribute to her Wind In The Willows Celebration, I had only the sketchiest knowledge of Kenneth Grahame’s life – I knew the Bank of England was in it somewhere, but that was all. What seems sad to me is that Grahame himself dreamed of being one of those ‘clever men’ – but his ambitions were cruelly thwarted.

He was a gentleman of great intelligence, wit and literary ability, whose creations, especially the characters of The Wind in the Willows, have brought pleasure to countless millions - and yet his own life was one of dreadful sadness.

He was born in Edinburgh in 1859, but tragically scarlet fever came into the household five years later – and Kenneth, his mother, and new born brother all contracted the disease. Sadly his mother died, and Kenneth himself was very ill, and was to suffer throughout his oxford life from the effects. His father never really got over the loss of his wife and became an alcoholic- Kenneth and his three siblings were sent off to live with his grandmother. He went to school in Oxford [later writing “Oxford through a boy’s eyes”] but when the time came to leave, his uncle, now in charge of the boy, refused to finance his studies at Oxford.

Yellow_book_cover Kenneth applied instead for a job in the Bank Of England – achieving 100% in the Bank Entrance Exam – a feat unheard of before or since. He worked conscientiously, and in his spare time, wrote stories for “The Yellow Book” a popular quarterly literary periodical. He published two collections of stories – The Golden Age and Dream Days – semi-autobiographical stories about a family of orphaned children. The stories were hugely popular when first published- but almost forgotten nowadays.

Kenneth met and married [in 1899] Elspeth Thompson – at last there was some joy in his personal life. But that too was very short-lived. When their only son, Alastair was born prematurely the following year, he was found to have serious visual impairment – and only of ‘average’ intellect. Kenneth and Elspeth could never accept these facts, and believed he was really a gifted child.

They nicknamed the shy child “Mouse” and Grahame was inspired to write The Wind In The Willows by the bedtime stories he read his son. One evening, when Mouse was four, his parents were due to go out for dinner. Waiting for her husband in the hall, Elspeth sent the maid for him. ‘He’s with Master Mouse, madam,’ said the maid, ‘He’s telling him some ditty about a toad.’
bankfoenglandBefore his fortieth birthday, KG became the youngest ever Company Secretary of the Bank – but five years later, he was confronted in the bank by a deranged gunman. Grahame was unhurt in the incident – but took early retirement shortly after as his health broke down. The family moved out to Blewbury near Didcot in Oxfordshire.

He continued work on writing Wind in the Willows – but initially nobody would publish it. But President Teddy Roosevelt was a fan of the earlier books, and campaigned on KG’s behalf till finally Methuen agreed to publish. The critics rejected it – “not as good as the earlier books” – but the public loved it – it went to reprint after reprint.

alastairgrahame Elspeth and Kenneth were financially very comfortable, and able to send Alastair to Rugby, then Eton – neither school suited him – but they managed somehow to get their partially sighted son, with mediocre intelligence, into Christ Church, Oxford. In  his second year, his tutor wrote the words ‘Pass or go’ next to his name in the college records; if he failed the exam again, he would have to leave. Soon after, the poor lad was found dead by the railway tracks. The official verdict was ‘accidental death’ – but many felt it was suicide. Elspeth and Kenneth were devastated. Kenneth wrote hardly anything after the tragedy and he and his wife spent most of their time abroad – and although when in England he made frequent trips to Oxford, he never visited London again. He died in 1932 and was buried with his son.

I wish I could end with something positive – but the truth is that this man who brought so much joy to the childhood of so many was himself someone whose own childhood – and experience of parenthood - was full of sadness.

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At the end of Wind in the Willows,  Toad sends the gaoler’s daughter, who helped him to escape, a thank-you letter and a gift.

The gift is “a gold locket, set with pearls”.

I often tell my pupils how pearls are created -  the oyster takes the bit of grit which is sharp and irritating, and making life a misery - and converts it into something beautiful.

I like to think that Kenneth Grahame chose not to wallow in self-pity over the sadnesses of his life – but rather devoted his energies to writing this charming tale in order to bring laughter and happiness to others.