Tuesday, 22 July 2014


 Above is the house we usually stay at in this area of Denmark. It is a very well run Guest House owned by a pair of semi-retired farmers, Elsa and John. The door on the left of the picture opens onto our room and bathroom. Elsa half wants to retire, but loves her home and knows that if she retired she couldn't afford to stay there, so soldiers on.

The following morning we drove on to try and find Ruth's new  (holiday) home on (or rather -near) the South coast of Sweden. We had to stop and take snapshots of the Trolle Lungby Slott (above).

 Above is one of Ruth's two new homes, which occupy a site of almost an acre. They look similar and both look rather like dolls' houses.

 Speaking of which, here is a real doll's house, the last one of four in Ann's collection of dolls' houses. We bought it with us in the back of the car, under a blanket.

We took a walk along a river bank near the cottages. Above shows Tuva, Freja, Ruth, Ann, and Nipa.

During the walk Freja found and caught the above photographed frog. There is a good deal of fauna to be seen in the area, which the girls have been quizzing me about. In fact, earlier in the day they'd seen, what can only have been a slow worm from their description.

Think I must knock off now. More - probably tomorrow I think.
Good night Everyone.


A fortnight or so ago we set out for Harwich (the Esbjerg Ferry Terminal) to sail to Denmark. On the dock we passed the above mobile home with a father/son team at the wheel.

Once aboard I took a quick snapshot of our cabin with Ann admiring the view.

Took much the same sort of shot, with Ann unpacking, and meself reflecting near the window.

The following day after an excellent on-board breakfast, took the above shot, again from our cabin window. We are nearing Denmark with the sea full of wind generators - Don't know how the Danish can make these things pay, and we (reportedly) can't.

About a mile out from Esbjerg realised that the sandbank we were passing was full of seals (common and grey seals I think) sunning themselves on a passing sandbank (as Wodehouse might well have put it).

By late afternoon we had motored as far as Kerteminde, which is a lovely little harbour town, with, as it happened a recently opened fish buffet bar, where we ate. Then on to a Danish village antique shop where I usually seem to find goodies - this year was no exception.---- Thought I'd got another photo held in reserve, but perhaps not - or perhaps the machine is displaying its usual reluctance about allowing me  my picture ration.

Back in a minute - but no guarantees these days. Anyway - some success so far.

Monday, 21 July 2014


Got home yesterday afternoon from our (more or less) annual visit to Denmark and Sweden. Took lots of photos with the new camera, but regret to admit that you won't see them, as the machinary refuses to print them on the blog..  It was a good journey (both ways) - took photos of seals sunning themselves on sandbanks just outside Esbjerg.  Bought reasonably well - two clocks, some nice treen, early brass, and, in Denmark some neolithic stone implements. Met up with Ruth, Lasse, the girls, and Nipa the dog, after which a good time was had by all. If I can find some knowledgeable person who will teach my computer to behave itself - then normal service will be resumed as soon as possible. Don't hold your breath though as I fear that - once again- this blog will now  have to continue in verbal form only- well pro tem anyway. Looking at things philosophically, that will leave me with lots of time for  work, i.e. cleaning and repairing the recently acquired hoard of goodies (and I shan't even be able to show them as 'mystery objects' due to the machine's misbehaviour!)      Very annoying.

Saturday, 5 July 2014



There are two parts to this blog entry :-
You may remember that on June 18th I reported a dreadful road accident in our town, which resulted in the death of a three year old girl.  Her funeral was on Thursday in the United reform Church here. It was one of the most moving funerals I've attended. The church was full (about four hundred people, I would think). Her parents had suggested that as it was a child's funeral, cheerful colours should be worn. Her father joined in the service, friends read the lessons, and her older sister who is just ten gave the eulogy!  She was incredibly brave. She almost broke down a couple of times, but, supported by Paul, her father,  she carried on to the end of what she'd decided to say about her little sister. When she'd finished, a spontaneous round of applause broke out (in which, I confess, we wholeheartedly joined) - never known such a thing at a funeral - but somehow, it felt 'right'. After the funeral, the hearse drove off towards the cemetery   at the other end of town, followed by about ninety- nine  per cent of the congregation (all of us who could physically make the three quarters of a mile walk along the High Street). It was a surprising sight to look along this colourful procession, winding its way along the High Street on foot, headed by the hearse. After the  words of the burial service had been read almost everyone scattered a little of the very dry earth onto the three foot long coffin.

Afterwards most of us walked back to the other end of town via the River Walk, which was restful.


Yesterday, Friday, fourth of July, we were woken by granddaughter Georgia on the telephone at just after six a.m. to report that at five a.m. she had given birth to Elsa Elizabeth Gumley, our first  Great-Grandchild;
So, OF COURSE, in the afternoon, I went to London by train to make the young lady's aquaintance.  First picture shows Georgie, Andy and Elsa. Next three photies are, I should think, self explanatory.  I DO like very young babies.  It's so easy to keep them happy.

                                 I wish you  all a very good day!!!


Wednesday, 2 July 2014


Spent most of today at the monthly antique fair at Long Melford village hall. Looking at the above stand (although this is only a part of the stand) Ann said to me "Takes me back a few years. That's just the sort of stand we used to put up at Snape, or the Atheneum, isn't it?".  "So we did." I replied; "and so we still can, occasionally".  It was a good fair. Like all good antique fairs, it started out as a business ooccasion, then rapidly turned into a social occasion. We bought a little, sold a few bits, met a good many old friends, and had a decent lunch (the caterers being our good friends Ros and Simon Cook, ably assisted by their son Sam). After the fair we motored over to Sudbury and bought some shocks (which were a socking price- well you know what I mean) and  a couple of ties. It's difficult to find decent ties, these days, especially of the paisley pattern, which is a favourite of mine. Got home a little after four (pip Emma, that is. Or p.m. Lori). .

Saturday, 28 June 2014


Yesterday afternoon we drove over to the home of our old friends, Brenda and Warren (Sorry Warren, should have said our friends of long standing, Brenda and Warren. They live in the bungalow shown in the above photo,  a few miles from here.

Their garden adjoins the Churchyard shown above. After we'd drunk coffee with them and talked about family news, I adjourned to the Church to take a couple of photos I've long wanted., and which are shown below.

 The Church has  two  so called 'scratch dials', although I think Mass dial is the more appropriate name. These two are on adjacent buttresses on the south side of the church. These are of medieval date, used long before the invention of mechanical clocks, and originally wouldn't have shown the 'double twelve' hours, but the times of the daylight Church Services, i.e. Lauds, Prime, Vespers, and Compline. When these times were shown the attendant (usually, I would think, the Parish Priest) would ring the Church bell for the appropriate Service, or mass. These Mass Dials were probably 'scratched' by a priest, and would work quite well enough to regulate the time for a country parish, upon the insertion in the central hole of a twig - as a gnomon (good Scrabble word). It's nice to see that someone keeps them still in working order - they both had their twigs in situ.

They are a nice connexion between the distant past and the present day.

Thursday, 26 June 2014


Been a busy week so far:-

On Monday motored to London.
On Tuesday, viewed Sotheby's Arms and Armour Sale.
On Wednesday, bid at Arms and Armour sale (reasonably successfully - six lots).
Should add- stayed at daughter Lizzies, just off Chiswick High Street. Granddaughter Georgia cooked evening meal both evenings. She is due to bear our first Great Grandchild in a fortnight's time, and looks very well on it. We gave her lunch at a small restaurant near the saleroom on Wednesday, before the auction - well- before any of the lots in which I was interested were due to come up. The head Porter, Clive, had very kindly reserved Ann and I two seats in the front row, where I could hear nicely.

Driving home on Wednesday evening saw the above cloud formation (which had improved itself by the time I took the second picture, below).

Took the below picture this morning.

Must get on now - got some goodies to clean and a small amount of repair work to do.

Sunday, 22 June 2014

Sunday 2.

P.s. Went upstairs to supper, and found Ann giggling over the above advert included in one of the supplements in yesterday's Telegraph. Had to re open the blog entry to include this advert.

 Being charitable, it's nice to think that even advertisers have a sense of humour (I suppose ?????)

                                     Goodnight All.


Been a fairly typical Sunday. Got on a with a good deal of work in the workshop. Been working on a fairly unusual 19th century tinder box. Then knocked off about half an hour, and pottered round our tiny garden, which is a mass of colour at the mo (especially the rose garden).

 Photo above managed to get roses and a reflection - which reminds me of something I meant to say about the new camera. It is fitted with an L.V.F. (not sure what the letters stand for, but it is a squint for taking photos in sunny weather. I've been missing it rather. Much prefer this device.

Just been called upstairs to supper, so must knock off now and go and eat.

Friday, 20 June 2014


This morning pottered about doing several odd jobs, then Ann reminded me that after cafe church I had suggested that I take her out to lunch to celebrate our roof being finished. Actually not quite finished - I checked with Christian, who told me he expected to COMPLETELY finish the job by early afternoon, so we pottered off to Hollow Trees Farm Shop, and partook of of their excellent lunch. Did various bits of shopping, returned home,  and found Christian laving a bite of lunch in his van, having now completely finished the roofing job, as well as various 'tidying up jobs' he's thrown in for the overall price (which was exactly what he'd quoted, and therefore rather less than I'd expected the final price to be). Wrote him a cheque straight away, and shall recommend him to friends, and neighbours (who are bound to ask, who's done our roof?). Top photo is of  roses alongside a  pathway near Saint Mary's Church - they have a lovely scent.

Above picture is of our back roof, slates on the lower part, and peg tiles above, looking very tidy (and we hope - now waterproof, too). Time will tell. The main frame of the building is of sixteenth century date (the undercroft is rather earlier) and has therefore not lasted too badly.  Must now go and get on with replacing books in their correct order on the bookshelves.

Thursday, 19 June 2014


Motored over to Bury St. Edmund's today,and had lunch with Dave (Ann's brother) and his wife Jo. After lunch Ann and Jo pottered round town exploring the many charity shops. Met up again at 3p.m and displayed their haul. We got home just after five and found our roofers putting the finishing touches to the slated part of the roof. They told us they'd one or two 'tidying up jobs', and hoped to finish the job tomorrow. Looking forward to it. After that we can commence our own 'tidying up jobs' inside.

Wednesday, 18 June 2014


Photograph of our back roof late this afternoon.

Photograph of our back roof as it was on Monday afternoon.

In the early evening yesterday, something dreadful occurred in our town. We heard a good deal of activity, ambulance, helicopter, etc,  going on about a quarter of a mile away. Then Ann took a 'phone call from a friend of ours, Gloria, who lives very near to the incident. It concerned a  young married couple who we know quite well - haven't seen so much of them as we used, as they're very busy these days, both working, and raising a family of three young children. The youngest, who is a three year old girl, had been knocked over by a car, and rushed into hospital. This morning at early service we were informed that the child had died shortly after reaching Ipswich Hospital.  She was a lovely, bright little girl. There are no words for this one.
We were asked at the end of the morning service to pass the word  that at  6p.m. there would be  a service at the Church where the family worshipped (the U.R.C), to pray for that family. We went to the service, as did sixty or seventy others. And, once again - words were inadequate.
Should perhaps add, in fairness, that the driver of the car, a local man, was also taken to Ipswich Hospital later yesterday evening, suffering from shock.


Monday, 16 June 2014


 Eventful few days this end of Suffolk. The picture above shows the state of our garden (the roses anyway). It also shows, in the top right hand corner, the tip of a ladder, and this is because, our local roofing firm (about a hundred yards up the road from us) have started work on our leaky roof. This started last December, and we have been living, since then with buckets strategically placed whenever it rained. This led, directly to today's miracle. Our neighbour, Christian, the roofer, who is assisted by one of his sons, was giving me a progress report this morning, and I told him about my other problem :- the fact that my computer appears to be dying on its feet. He immediately told me that he might be able to help with this. His younger son, is apparently a whiz with computers.  "I'll send him round to see you this afternoon."   Dylan (hope I've spelled that right) turned up, spent about forty minutes playing with the computer, and reported it to be now in a good state of health (!!!!!!!).   Told you it was a miracle, didn't I?
On Saturday, we motored up to North Suffolk for East  Anglia's Annual Blogmeet,  hosted by Zoe and Russell. It was up to its usual high standards - glorious food, good wine, and excellent company. At the end of lunch, Zoe produced the above floor show - a delightfully well behaved  (well, one minor mistake - which we can put down to his extreme youth), and very sociably inclined young tortoise, photographed above.
Thank you Zoe and Russell - we thoroughly enjoyed our day.


Yesterday, Sunday, we had supper with Sheila, who lives about two hundred yards from us. Supper followed by two good games of scrabble. Sheila told us she hadn't played in years, but played two very good games despite that. Made me exert meself!   Been a  good weekend, followed by GETTING MY COMPUTER PUT RIGHT.  Who could (reasonably) ask for more?

Sunday, 8 June 2014


 Went to Communion Service at Aldham Church this morning, and got home about 12.30. It was such a lovely day that lunch in the garden - sandwiches, strawberries, etc., seemed a good idea.  After lunch we decided to have a further play with the new camera. Quite pleased with it.

We then both spotted that a fairly unusual cloud was stretched across about eighty percent of the sky (judging from horizon to horizon). Ribbon like appearance with 'mares' tails' (cirrus ?) all along it, and appeared higher up than the few small white clouds in the sky. Have any of you scientific types out there any idea of what it was? Judging by the movement of the higher clouds there was a slight South West wind blowing at the time. No wind apparent at ground level. All suggestions (sensible ones mind, Rog and Crowbard) appreciated.

Friday, 6 June 2014


All three of these photos were taken on my new camera. The first two are for the benefit of Crowbard, as they are, I think rather better pictures than I put up the other day, of very small flowers at the base of a bonsaied yew tree. They are, I think different plants, the top one has double pink flowers with 'striped' petals, slightly over a quarter of an inch diameter. The lower picture has single pink petals, the flowers being just under a quarter of an inch diameter. I think they are probably some sort of alpine, Crowbard.

Took the above photo, a selfie (as we youngsters say) in the garden, just before setting off for the    
( unexpected) commemoration service of a friend of ours.

Tuesday, 3 June 2014


The photo above is of a yew tree which I have been 'bonsai-ing' for the last ten (?) years. In the soil around it are some very tiny pink flowered plants, which I think Ann took from a sink garden/rockery we once had. They are nicely in proportion to the tree, but I've no idea what they are - alpines of some sort, I should think. Does anyone know?

This afternoon, having an hour to spare, we strained and bottled the sloe gin from the sloes picked last year. As you can see, we've made seventeen half bottles this year. Got three half bottles left from the year previous, so will probably open the first of this lot sometime around Christmas, when it should be drinkable.

      Got a very early start ack Emma, so -    Good Night.

Monday, 2 June 2014


Spent today getting things ready for the antique Fair at Long Melford. Pricing, last minute polishing, etc. The above and below photographs were taken via the near side car window, last week, when driving through Newton Green. The picture above shows a rather higgledy-piggledy group of old cottages at the side of the green.

The above photographed house always interests me. The main house is of eighteenth century red brick. An extension was built in 1802, and this was commemorated by putting the date into the red brick end wall in the currently fashionable (but expensive)  'white bricks'. In this area we decorated brickwork from early Tudor times onwards, usually with geometric patterns in 'burnt' bricks, and this is an effective form of decoration. The above cottage is the only one I know where a date has been built into the brick work (and in White bricks!!!). If not unique (which I think it might be) it is a very unusual form of decoration. I'd be pleased to know of any others, dear readers.  

Must knock off now - I've promised Ann a post-supper (which we've just had) game of scrabble.

                                    Good Night, everyone.

Sunday, 1 June 2014


With reference to yesterday's 'Mystery Object', here is a photograph showing a small ivory plate behind the breech end of the barrel tang. It is engraved (En suite with the other ivory mounts on the gun) with the initials  U. M., presumably the maker of the weapon, or (just possibly) the owner's initials, and the date 1662, again presumably the date of the weapon's manufacture.  The weapon appears to have been made in what is now Austria (or Germany); and, although the date is perhaps a little later than might have been expected, the people of that area tend to be rather conservative in their working practices. Any further questions, please ask, and I will give the answers (if I know them).

Friday, 30 May 2014

Friday 2.

Earlier today I was allowed to examine the above and below photographed weapon, and realised it would make rather a good            MYSTERY OBJECT.

It is not a rifle, but a smooth bored gun, much the same size bore as a modern .410.  It is well made, and well decorated.

It was made with a quite specific target in mind, which I hope you will be able work out from the illustrations.

I have withheld one photograph, which is of the date that the gun was made. I hope you will be able to work out the purpose of the gun, its lock type, where it was made (roughly), and the date at which it was made.

After I had given it a light clean  this afternoon, it is now back with its appreciative owner.

                                                Good Night, and Good Guessing.