Thursday 2.

It's been a year or  two since I last used Ann's - English version of  a  'Nuremburg Kitchen' - to illustrate a blog entry. Since then we've  found several more items suitable for illustration. As you can see, there are two floors - the kitchen below - and  the maid's bedroom above.

This is  the kitchen. There are now  several small treen kitchen items on the left hand side table top.
On the right hand side of the picture above is a mouse trap, with a pewter mouse placing himself in grave danger, the whole being watched by an ivory white kitten .

On the 'tiled' floor of  the  kitchen in the centre of  the  picture, is  a pewter case containing a small pair of  pin fire pistols, six blank cartridges and a few accessories. Once  again I advise enlarging the picture to see full details (embiggening is, I think  the  professional blogger's term for this).

                                         Considering that this is a  very  old fashioned toy, I'm always pleasantly surprised by the interest shown in it by  our daughters, grand daughters, and the two great grand daughters, both of  whom are well aware that it is NOT to  be  played with, but only admired through the  glass doors. They seem happy too, to stick to the  rules!!


                                        Good Night All.

Thursday.

Computer playing up again.  Took a snapshot or so about the house to experiment with. This  one  was taken in the drawing room. Things seem to be working again, I think. Ann says her little I Pad wasn't working at first today, but is now- as is this machine of mine. Oh well, I'll keep trying.

Tuesday.

Above snapshot of a lovely Suffolk manor/ farm  house in Suffolk  was taken a day or two ago from the  car window.

The  long case clock on the left  has stood in our middle  hall  here for a good many years. It was made by Thos. Dickinson of Boston (Lincolnshire), during the early 19th century. We found it in a garden shed in Ely in the early 1970s, We had a 'phone call from the owner ,  who said he knew I purchased grandfather clocks and would I care to have a look at this one? He told me it had been standing in a shed in his garden for some years. This  last bit of information didn't bode well  for the clock, but in fact the garden shed was very dry, so the clock hadn't suffered any real damage. We both liked it - it went well in the house we lived in at the time -  so we bought it and kept it, and it, in turn, has kept reasonable time ever since, although I should perhaps say  that I had to do a very fair amount of  restoration on it; no  major  surgery, but it  did  need a good  deal of cleaning.

Monday.

Reference yesterday's blog entry, the above two horn cups are fairly rare in that they  are very nicely turned items obviously based on georgian wine glasses. The one to the right of the  picture has much the same capacity  as a largish sherry glass . The larger one is late georgian, and the smaller one probably of late eighteenth century date (c. 1780 -1790); both appear to be English.

Above is  another photograph of the smaller of the two cups above,  and a cream jug made from a cow horn. It has a wooden base, and is of a slightly later date (in my opinion).

The two horn cups above are both engraved, quite well but naively, the larger one with a fox hunting scene, and the smaller one with a shooting scene.  Both appear to be of late 18th century date, and of English manufacture.

Saturday.

Again, I'll have to ask you to 'embiggen' this picture to make much sense of it. It is a snapshot of the top of my bureaux (desk, if I've misspelled that).  We've never consciously  'collected' horn bits, but in view of our surname if we've had nice bits of horn in stock we've been tempted to keep them. The ones shown here are engraved, some are silver mounted, others have rather naively engraved country scenes around them - hunting, coaching, etc.    Some years ago now a very senior antiques dealer showed me a horn cup turned in the fashion of a wine glass, and told me that in his experience it was quite unique - so I showed him our two. Looking back - he took it in quite good part. The one on the right hand end is a cream jug made from a single piece of horn (including the handle), but having a turned wood base. I think I'll try and get close up photos of some of them, for future blog entries.

Saturday.

Sorry - above pome seems to have got in. Hope you can all read it. Amost a straight lift from  Kipling.

Wonder how many remember that old joke.
"Do  you like Kipling?"

"I don't  know. I've never Kippled."

Good Friday.

Yesterday afternoon was  a good  one in that a friend of ours, Sid, knowing that I'm not driving these days, called round with his car and took me for a drive in the country. He and I have similar interests so he drove along the lanes, slowed down for views of early properties, and finally drew into a muddy lay-by where, on the opposite side of the  road (a narrow back lane really)  there was a lovely view into   a blue- bell wood which  is  thick with flower. I wish I had taken the camera with me. On the way home we stopped off at a tea shop in a watermill, which serves, among other delights, English grown tea (grown in Cornwall). We found this out a year or so ago, and Sid was not aware of it. I treated him to a pot of it, which we shared, together with a slice of home made cake apiece.   When we got home, Sid came in for a few minutes, and told Ann that his wife, Rosemary, had suggested the outing- I think she was thinking in terms of  'visiting the sick' - which it would, I suppose, count as.  Any way, a very pleasant break as far as I was concerned.

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I   think you'll have to embiggen the above photo in order to read it. Poetry it  ain't, but I'm in the  habbit of jotting  these things down  as they come into my head.  Our son, who is aware of this bad habit of mine, gave me (on, I think my seventieth birthday) a hand made book together with a request that I continue to jot things  down, and let him have a look, occasionally.
         
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Ann has just popped down to my undercroft to discuss lunch arrangements,  so I must pop up to the kitchen for lunch.

More later perhaps.

Wednesday.

This is  a picture of  an apple cake that grand daughter Freja made for tea a day or so ago. She says it was based on one of Grannie's  recipes and contains mainly apples, sultanas and spices. It was delicious. She served it with cream - didn't really need it but it turned it from a cake into a pudding.

If anyone is thinking of dropping in for  tea over the next day or so - you'll be very welcome, but  there's none of  the  above cake left. As Z might say - totes consumed.

Monday.

Mystery object. Made of sheet brass. To give some idea of size, it is just less than   three inches across.

Contents of mystery object.  Purpose of mystery  object, when made, country of origin,
. and purpose of 'contents of mystery object' please.


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Sunday.

Been a good day. Ann and I went to Aldham Church this morning, leaving Freja to prepare lunch. It was a superb one. Yesterday Ann took Freja shopping for the ingredients, which was a very fine joint  (I can't remember what it was, but I was told) of beef, and all necessary ingreediments (as Ruth used to call them when little - when  Ruth was little that is, not the  ingreediments).  If I'd known what a lovely bit of  beef was in preparation for lunch, I'd have opened a bottle of red, but  I didn't, so I couldn't, but otherwise it couldn't  have been improved upon. I was pottering about the computer a little earlier when I found the above photy of daughter Ruth and meself in my cellar last Christmas, and decided it would do   to illustrate today's  blog. Looking at it, it's difficult to believe that Ruth is old enough to have grown up daughters, but I counted up her age on me fingers, and she is!!!   I then counted up her age using the year she was born (I can usually remember dates -  this  one was 1965) and she still is - but as you can see - she  really doesn't look it!

I think I must cut this short, as I've just remembered we've a guest coming- a friend  of  Freja's, so  I must go and prepare to welcome him. I have met him, very briefly -  and look forward to seeing  him again.


Goodnight all.

Saturday (2)

Here is an unexpected photograph I somehow managed to take of myself a little while ago - it's taken in my cellar, on the computer,  and shows the primitive surroundings in which we natives of  East Anglia  live!!! If I'm honest I took the picture - lost it- and bellowed for grand daughter Freja to come and help me find it, which, as you  can see, she successfully did.  I'm lost in admiration for today's youngsters with their skills  in computer communications! On the other hand - my generation has gone in our lifetime from dip-in pens, and an inkwell in the right hand corner of the desk - to complicated computers - it's a  different world!!!

Note the neat and tidy whiskers and hair- newly respectable - thanks to friend Bill the barber's efforts this morning.

Good  Night All.

Saturday.

Snapshot I took in our front hall a few days ago. Bit dark but gives a general idea of the terrain of our home. This morning Ann had to go to a meeting of the Aldham Parish Church Council, and I had to stay in as my barber (and friend) Bill was calling to tidy me up a bit - much needed- it's at least a month since he exerted his tonsorial skills on me. Grand daughter Freja stayed in too - partly to keep an eye on the old man's welfare, and partly to cook lunch - she really is very good about the house. She made us some sort of pasta dish for lunch, Italian - she's travelled a good deal for her age (19).  Changing  the subject - I've  just managed to take my own picture, which I mean to try and use on this blog, and I'm being called up for tea -  so more later (perhaps). Just returned to my cellar and found that  this blog entry is  still  (unexpectedly) in  situ.  Freja will be down in a min  to see if we can  recover self portrait and publish it on blog - fingers (and indeed everything else available) crossed.

Wednesday.

This morning we ( the three of  us,  i.e. Ann, meself, and  Freja)  motored over to Sudbury to do a little  shopping.  We  drove back via Lavenham, as Freja has never had a good look  round the place. She was very impressed !  We stopped off at Lavenham Church, and had a good poke round the place. It has everything!  carved wood, misericords, stained glass, etc.   We had lunch at a pub nearly opposite the church - a little nearer the town centre though. It was an excellent lunch  and not nearly as expensive as I'd thought it was going to be.  Showed Freja the town, and rather impressed her by standing in the market place, outside the Guild  hall, and telling her that if she now looked round her, every building she could see was standing at the time of the  wars of the roses. Everyone who  visits Lavenham is shown and told this, and I believe it to be  more   or  less true.

We then drove home via the villages, making a detour to show Freja St. James's Chapel (above).  It is  a  tiny thatched church  - no seating and an earth floor. It dates from the 1200s, and I believe one service per year is still held there (I think to keep it in commission as a Church). It was built originally to serve nearby Kersey Castle. There is even less  of  the castle left than the church (traces of the castle mound).  Freja was, I think, very impressed by it. It is very easy to  imagine what life in a Suffolk village must have been like in the 1200s - primitive! I should think.

Tuesday 2.

Corners of the garden :- Above are snake's head fritillaries - been a good year for them.  These are lovely -  and unusual flowers- got a few white ones too, but we both prefer the unlikely looking snakes' head ones, and they are multiplying nicely.

Above is a small apple tree, a Red Windsor 'Sweet Lillibet', which I espaliered against the fence near my forge - a lovely apple., and becoming very productive.

Tuesday.

As you can see (above photo) granddaughter Freja has returned to us from Sweden, and is staying for a week or two. She's always good fun (and good company) and always more than pulls her weight about the house and in the  kitchen.  At the moment senior daughter Sarah is helping me put up a blog entry, whilst Freja is upstairs in the kitchen  preparing lunch -  Ann is out lunching with friends. There used to be a television programme called "the last of the Summer Wine", and the  thought of  Ann, Brenda, and Judy partaking of a pub lunch together always makes me think of a female version of  "the last of  the  summer wine".

Above is a photo of our front hall, which was decorated with baloons given us by friends, for Ann's birthday a week or so ago. I think the balloons have lasted rather well.

The photo of Ann and Sarah in the garden was taken when Ann was just leaving to join Brenda and Judy for lunch.

Being called up by   Freja for lunch - more later - I hope.

Tuesday 2.

Senior daughter Sarah drove over today, lunched with us, and gave me yet another lesson in blog writing.  The photo above we took a week or so ago just over the Essex border  in Harwich. We stopped for a coffee near here, and admired the above double jettied building near the docks.

Sunday 2.

Mystery Object.  This really is a MYSTERY OBJECT, in that I have no real idea what it is. It belongs to friends of mine who, for many years were dealers in antiques, with a bias towards militaria. The object is made of iron and is just over seven inches long. When I'd only seen pictures of it, I thought it might be some sort of muzzle band for a long gun, but having examined it, this idea does not seem feasible. 

Any suggestions would be welcome.  It is, I think, probably of 19th century manufacture, but might well be a little older.

  Thinking caps on please, chaps and chappesses.

Don't quite know why I'm being so secretive. It belongs to John and Margaret Tinworth, who used to keep an antique shop in Lavenham.

Thanks in advance.

Sunday.

Drove through Kersey a week or so ago and took above photy - tooo many cars but otherwise pleased with the photo.  Machine's getting a bit muddly now- sorry.  I think this iis  the first time in weeks I've persuaded the machine to publish  photies (I hope it will, anyway -  we'll  see in a min). Just got back from Church. Got grand daughter Beth staying with us for weekend. She  came with us to Aldham Church and appeared to enjoy the service. The rest of the congregation was, as always, pleasantly  surprised at our ready supply of grandchildren available.  It's nice  that  they are always ready to accompany  us to Church when weekending with us. She's going back to London tomorrow, and as it's Ann's birthday tomorrow (her 79th I think)  we plan to motor over to Ely and join her siblings for lunch. Offered to put Beth on a train ack emma but she wouldn't hear of it, and says she can get a 'bus to the station without problems. Our family really are experienced and accomplished travellers ( especially the Swedish branch - they hop on aeroplanes much as we hopped on 'busses. Being called up for lunch, so here goes -  hope  it works/

Tuesday 2.

Just had lunch (roast pork, etc.) Very good, too!  After which Sarah borrowed the camera, and took above photy. She  sent off a copy  of it to  Mikey, her husband, and put this one on my computer, as another blog illustration.  I still have difficulty putting photies to the blog entries (must try harder, Horner ! as I was usually  told at school, somewhere on my end of term report).

Tuesday.

I don't know if anyone remembers me talking about the clock illustrated? It is a small (dial 4inches square !!), London made (circa 1730/40)   timepiece alarum that I spoke of on this blog, a few months ago, when I'd first taken it on.  It's now approaching completion, and I'm quite pleased with it, although everything that could go wrong with it has done. This , I'm afraid, is more the fault of your blogger that the clock's !  However, I've taken my time and rather enjoyed it.  I know the owner will be pleased to have it back, although he still reassures me that there's no hurry over it.

Being called upstairs to lunch by Sal, who is responsible for getting me and the Blog together again - getting to be a lazy ole man.   More later I trust.