Monday, 18 June 2018
We (I think it was Ann, though) bought the pedlar doll pictured above about thirty years, or so ago, with very little stock left. It was a real family effort to put her back in business, though. All five of our children made items of stock for the pedlar lady to carry. Ann repaired her dress, and I restored her tray. About a year ago, we were doing a little clearing out, found her in a box, and I finally made her hanging case out of an old picture frame. She now hangs in our hall, just inside the front door, and is admired by all.
It's always worth doing a bit of clearing out - you never know what you'll find.
Sunday, 17 June 2018
Above shows one corner of our withdrawing room, plus its newish occupant. We have not had a television set for the last twenty five years or so. By the way - the very worst conversation stopper is when someone says "Did you see such and such on T.V?" and you have to explain that you haven't had a T.V. for the last umpty five years. Any way when I was rather poorly just before Christmas, Ann 'phoned the local electrical machine vendor and ordered one. It's a sort of psuedo- company of an evening, and some programmes are very watchable. Having found the right place for it, and common honesty compells me to confess that Sue (Ann's lady who helps about the house) found the right place. I put it in front of the fire place, and Sue said (the next time she came in) "Mike, you can't put that television set right in front of that lovely great fireplace, and I asked her where it should go?
"Leave it with me and come back in ten minutes" says Sue - so I did. She'd moved an old oak chest from in front of one of the windows, where it didn't show, into a corner, with the telly on top of it.
The chest looks better there than it has done since we moved here (about ten or twelve years ago), and the telly looks well on top of the chest, in its corner.
Got to go out to morning service in a min. Reading second lesson. More when I get back.
Half past twelve. Back now. Found above glass water (or wine) jug in local antique/junk/second hand shop. The jug is rather an old beauty . Pre Victorian, probably Regency (got a 'ground out' pontil), and holds a good couple of pints, or so. Hand made, and doesn't drip. Never know what's going to be in the shop, but always well worth a look and a potter round..
Friday, 15 June 2018
Thursday, 14 June 2018
Earlier in the week we attended a choir concert held in a local church. The lower picture is of the
programme . Good, solid, singable stuff. My only objection is that when the National Anthem is sung -the first item on the above programme, I'm glad to say, and the audience joins in (as we all did) the third verse of the Anthem is NEVER sung. It goes, if memory serves :-
Oh Lord, our God arise,
scatter her enemies,
and make them fall.
Confound their politics,
fustrate their knavish tricks.
On Thee our hopes we fix.
God save us all.
Good stirring stuff, you'd think; but we're never allowed to sing it- politically incorrect, I suppose. What a lot of lily livered poltroons we have become. The Victorians had far more honest ideas than we do! And the Georgians would probably have itemised 'her enemies' as 'the French and other low forms of pond life!'
P.s. I am quite prepared to find that the last paragraph has been 'removed by a blog administrator.'
Our delphiniums (delphinia ?) are putting on a very fine display this year , having spread themselves naturally from one stem a few years ago. The ones pictured above are a goodish five foot tall. I do particularly like the white centred ones (which we put in last year, I think.
Tuesday, 12 June 2018
This morning daughter Sarah and granddaughter Lucy motored over from Milton Keynes and spent the day with us. As always it was lovely to see them, and a very pleasant time was had by all. Both of them spent a good deal of time educating your blogger in the ways of the computer. Many thanks to both of you.
Above are two photos of the same weapon, which has recently been through my hands (for repair). Quite small, it has a sixteen inch brass barrel, a flintlock, and a walnut stock. It is, of course, very much a military piece (note the 'brown Bess' layout and proportions), and was probably for naval use. It was made about the year 1780 to 1790.
I must say that I learned a great deal from the gun during its repair.
Still having problems with this disobliging machine, i.e. computer, mainly re photies, now. the ones above are old stock - taken a year or so ago; but it's being a lovely summer re roses this year, so that although I took the photoes a couple of years ago, the roses depicted on it are again in full bloom, so not really cheating ?????
Saturday, 9 June 2018
Been a pleasant day. Had lunch in Saint Mary's Church- ham, cheese and salads. Shared a table with friends. Photo of Saint Mary's below. Looked round four gardens, then back to tea with next door neighbour. Her mother who is Italian is the best pastry cook in our area. I'm glad to say that some of her mother's produce put in a brief appearance. Very civilised tea.
At present our garden (admittedly very small) is full of roses in bloom. Today is 'open garden day' in our town - Highdale, an anagramatic form of its proper name. Plan to have lunch in the church, then this afternoon, to go on an open garden crawl. We have thrown our garden open for the last two years, but this prevents our exploring our friends and neighbours' gardens, so this year that is what we intend to do. Shall take the camera along and ask permission to use it.
Friday, 8 June 2018
Looking through old photographs and found the above. Can't remember where I took the photo but it must have been within a few miles of home- which just goes to prove how spoiled we are for lovely old buildings in Suffolk. Been working on a silver clock hand pendant for a granddaughter earlier today. I've always made them for daughters (et cetera) when they hit fifty, but if I'm to make them for granddaughters when they attain that age, I shall be in my nineties, and I'm not sure that I shall be a reliable silversmith by then. So, at Ann's suggestion, I think the rising generation can have them at thirty, and as two of them are fast approaching that point, I'd better start now. Gives me something to do, and keeps me off the streets.
Off to bed now. Goodnight all.
As you can see still lots of goldfinches about.
Just got back from Church; attended a Communion Service in the Lady Chapel, whilst a coffee morning went on in the Nave - not altogether a happy mix. Could wish there was a way of holding these two , plus sometimes a market in the nave, at different TIMES. The nave is, I think the second longest in Suffolk, but..... Being called upstairs for lunch now- more blog later perhaps.
Thursday, 7 June 2018
Yesterday morning we drove over to Long Melford, where an antique trade fair is held on the first Wednesday in every month, and bought quite well. Between us we bought five items. Ann bought a small horn beaker, engraved with a sporting (in this case - shooting) scene, of about 1810 - 1830 date; and a set of nine silver teaspoons, hall marked for the year 1835 (William the fourth). I did my sums afterwards, and found that Ann had paid about scrap silver value for the set. I thought she'd bought them for one of the children (or grandchildren) but she said "No. I bought them for use. We're getting a bit short of decent tea spoons". About half way through looking for goodies, we adjourned to the lounge bar , of the Bull Hotel opposite and ordered coffee. We were joined by five other customers from the fair, all old acquaintance. Very pleasant half hour followed- strolling down memory lane.
Yesterday morning, first thing, we motored over to Long Melford, where a monthly antique fair is held on the first Wednesday of every month. It is very much a trade fair, and we purchased, between us, five items. Ann bought a small horn beaker, engraved (rather naively) with a sporting (shooting) scene, and a set of nine silver (William IV) tea spoons, for around (or rather below) their scrap silver value. I thought she perhaps wanted them for one of the offspring, but she said "No. For use. they're good big ones, and we're running a bit short of decent tea spoons."
Being called upstairs, as we should be driving into Ipswich- routine hospital appointment, I think.
More later, I hope.