Day 5: Domanica 6th July
On waking up, I was surprised to find I’d been asleep for nearly 10 hours! It was back to the ‘old’ routine – and what a thrill it was to find that all the times I had wishes myself back and here I was at last. First I opened the shutters as I knew Graham would be at the table on the patio reading his new book (about Spitfires!) to say ‘good morning’. Unfortunately for Graham, the book was resting on the table and he was busy catching up with work emails. Trying not to disturb him (I do tend to be a little distracting with my ‘come and see this’, ‘come and see that’ 5 year old attitude) so once dressed and armed with my camera I decided to take photos of the local flora and fauna. Many of the wild flowers are the same, but they colours look so much more appealing in the bright sunshine. I also fell in love with a tiny moth this year, they were just so cute with their round furry bodies and long legs. They looked so gawky at about 1cm across and quite difficult to see until I could recognize the annoying hum they made. Anyway, there are a few which came out well.
Friday, August 01, 2008
Always A Photographic Opportunity...
Lunch on the patio consisted of chicken, wedgy potatoes cooked in olive oil (found in the cupboard) and fresh rosemary, lettuce and grated carrot. The afternoon was spent sunbathing and reading up on places to visit. About 5 o’clock, I persuaded Graham to go for a drive and off we went down the winding hill (and when I say winding, I mean winding, such as you will never find in the UK!) down to Bagni di Lucca, across the river and surprise, surprise up another winding road on the other side of the valley. We stopped for a walk round at Bennabbio and then on to the next village until we arrived at the largest village around, Vallia Basilica. From there I was hoping that we’d wend our winding way back to Bagni, but it didn’t quite work out that way, and after an hour we were actually back at Vale Bassica having found the end of a major jamboree at the top of our winding way and our way barred. Luckily Graham accepted the situation stoically and off we went. Our reward was to be at the top of a small mountain just as the sun was setting behins a range of picturesque mountains with the moon above – it really was ‘one of those moments’ difficult to capture it’s full beauty without being there yourself…
On arrival and after ‘tea’ we settled down to watch a DVD on Graham’s Power Book (there’s no television in the house) and sample the delights of the local fruit I’d bought the day before.
On arrival and after ‘tea’ we settled down to watch a DVD on Graham’s Power Book (there’s no television in the house) and sample the delights of the local fruit I’d bought the day before.
IN BRIEF
Friday 1st August
Hi Everyone,
It feels at the moment as though I'll never be up to date, so I've decided to try and get the rest of my holiday posted as soon as possible. (We've now been home for three weeks). I'm a bit stuck as I've reached the end of the photos I have on Flickr, but I can always use last year's images and perhaps change them at a later date. (she added hopefully) We seem to have done so much since; Canal trip to celebrate our 28th (how many?!) wedding anniversary, Robert's Graduation, numerous walks and even a visit to Derby by Katie Price! - not to mention that Graham has spent the last two out of three weeks in America visiting New York, Toronto, Los Angeles (he was there when the earthquake struck) and San Francisco.
Please bare with me, or bear with me here
Friday 1st August
Hi Everyone,
It feels at the moment as though I'll never be up to date, so I've decided to try and get the rest of my holiday posted as soon as possible. (We've now been home for three weeks). I'm a bit stuck as I've reached the end of the photos I have on Flickr, but I can always use last year's images and perhaps change them at a later date. (she added hopefully) We seem to have done so much since; Canal trip to celebrate our 28th (how many?!) wedding anniversary, Robert's Graduation, numerous walks and even a visit to Derby by Katie Price! - not to mention that Graham has spent the last two out of three weeks in America visiting New York, Toronto, Los Angeles (he was there when the earthquake struck) and San Francisco.
Please bare with me, or bear with me here
Thursday, July 31, 2008
DAY 4: Saturday 5th July
After a very restful night, (I think we were practically the only ones in the hotel) we carried on with our journey and headed to our holiday home just out of Bagni di Lucca. The motorway from Bologna to Florence is pretty scary, or is that pretty and scary. Because we had plenty of time we decided to stop off for lunch and head for a nearby lake. On the same turn off, there just so happened to be a Designer Outlet and I managed to persuade Graham that at least there we were sure to find something to eat. The shopping centre was like walking into a film set, beautifully laid out with bridges to cross and piped soft music. Not very Italian I know, but we did have some Italian food, which although we couldn’t quite work out what it was, tasted good and filled the gap in our stomachs!
After a very restful night, (I think we were practically the only ones in the hotel) we carried on with our journey and headed to our holiday home just out of Bagni di Lucca. The motorway from Bologna to Florence is pretty scary, or is that pretty and scary. Because we had plenty of time we decided to stop off for lunch and head for a nearby lake. On the same turn off, there just so happened to be a Designer Outlet and I managed to persuade Graham that at least there we were sure to find something to eat. The shopping centre was like walking into a film set, beautifully laid out with bridges to cross and piped soft music. Not very Italian I know, but we did have some Italian food, which although we couldn’t quite work out what it was, tasted good and filled the gap in our stomachs!
The Lure Of Florence...
On then to Florence and here we had our first major disagreement with Boris the satilite navigator. He decided to send us right round to the south on the city and get us stuck in a traffic jam, I was not impressed! Half an hour later we were parked up at our usual car park and within sight of Ponte Vecchio. With only an hour and a half to saunter around we took in the sights of Florence. It is a gorgeous city with a river, bridges, piazzos and of course the newly cleaned Duomo looking like an ice cream cake. All too soon (after another ice cream) it was time to pack up and head for ‘home’, picking up provisions for the next couple of days on the way at the local shop. There was a new house down the road, but other than that nothing appeared to have changed and the key was waiting for us under a garden stone!
Red, Red And More Red...
DAY 3: Friday 4th July
The heat met us as we left the hotel and left for Bologna and we were relieved that we would be spending the majority of the day in our air conditioned car. The countryside isn’t very memorable from Quarto d’Altino to Bologna, but you know you have arrived as the crickets can be heard from within the car.
First stop was a small shopping centre for some ‘proper’ food. I had Pollo and palate and Graham had breaded veal. Not the best quality, but very welcome all the same. Then off to the hotel, with a grumpy manager and very stiff fire doors. The afternoon was spent in Maranello, near Modena, where the Ferrari Factory is situated. Everything in the town has some connection with Ferrari, on every street corner there are Ferrri posters and shops and once out of the car, we could hear the racing cars being run on a nearby racing track. We had hoped for a similar experience as the Ducati Factory in Bologna which we visited last year, but whereas everything was bright and red, it was all pretty modern with no cars earlier than 1950s (so I’m told). I took lots of photos, hoping that some would come out well as my little camera said that flash was required, but, I think I proved it wrong as generally I was quite pleased with the results. Strolling back to the car (it was too hot to ‘walk’), we met lots of workers coming home from the factory, all in their red uniform. Everything was red, red cars, red clothes, red hot!
The heat met us as we left the hotel and left for Bologna and we were relieved that we would be spending the majority of the day in our air conditioned car. The countryside isn’t very memorable from Quarto d’Altino to Bologna, but you know you have arrived as the crickets can be heard from within the car.
First stop was a small shopping centre for some ‘proper’ food. I had Pollo and palate and Graham had breaded veal. Not the best quality, but very welcome all the same. Then off to the hotel, with a grumpy manager and very stiff fire doors. The afternoon was spent in Maranello, near Modena, where the Ferrari Factory is situated. Everything in the town has some connection with Ferrari, on every street corner there are Ferrri posters and shops and once out of the car, we could hear the racing cars being run on a nearby racing track. We had hoped for a similar experience as the Ducati Factory in Bologna which we visited last year, but whereas everything was bright and red, it was all pretty modern with no cars earlier than 1950s (so I’m told). I took lots of photos, hoping that some would come out well as my little camera said that flash was required, but, I think I proved it wrong as generally I was quite pleased with the results. Strolling back to the car (it was too hot to ‘walk’), we met lots of workers coming home from the factory, all in their red uniform. Everything was red, red cars, red clothes, red hot!
Next we headed back to Modena, for a walk round. The town itself was pleasant enough, not a very impressive place, but right in the centre was a palace of gigantic proportions. We sampled tiny cakes from the local patisserie and eventually found a toilet in the local library which luckily was still open at 6.30pm. Afterwards, we treated ourselves to what was to become our daily ice cream, handed to us in the shape of a rose, very pretty. Here too was where I received my first mosquito bite, ouch!!
Venice Here We Come!
DAY 2: Thursday 3rd July
Thursday, I was awake before Graham, conscious of the fact that the last morning train to Venice left at 11.00am. Breakfast hadn’t changed since our last visit. Tinned fruit masquerading as the healthy option, circular toasting machine that refused to turn anything the palest shade of brown and the fruit juice machine which dispensed bright liquids that would make a dull penny shine!
Graham decided we shouldn’t rush, so headed out of the hotel in the opposite direction to the station to take the scenic route to the station. The train, was as with previous years, had no seats until the next stop, then once we arrived I headed for the toilets (you never know where the next ones will be), whilst Graham took ‘work photos’ of the trains, pantographs and anything that looked like a sanding machine underneath.
Thursday, I was awake before Graham, conscious of the fact that the last morning train to Venice left at 11.00am. Breakfast hadn’t changed since our last visit. Tinned fruit masquerading as the healthy option, circular toasting machine that refused to turn anything the palest shade of brown and the fruit juice machine which dispensed bright liquids that would make a dull penny shine!
Graham decided we shouldn’t rush, so headed out of the hotel in the opposite direction to the station to take the scenic route to the station. The train, was as with previous years, had no seats until the next stop, then once we arrived I headed for the toilets (you never know where the next ones will be), whilst Graham took ‘work photos’ of the trains, pantographs and anything that looked like a sanding machine underneath.
Homage To Caneletto...
Out of the station the scene bustled; hundreds of people of every nationality sitting, standing, queuing, walking or simply riding past in a boat. They all had one thing in common, a happy smile on their faces, everyone glad to be in one of the world’s most beautiful places. Along with everyone else, we queued in the heat for our ticket for the water taxi and were soon on our way to Piazza San Marco. Last year we caught a taxi and were disappointed that we seemed to be going the wrong way round the industrial area of Venice, but at the last moment glimpsed the familiar tower and the photos we took then, were probably our best. This year the taxi took the ‘scenic’ route and we were spoilt for choice of all the charismatic facades to photograph. I could imagine myself being Caneletto, streaming along the waterways, wondering which view to paint next, beauty, colour and texture in abundance. Not sure how the metal sculpture of the skull fitted in, but it was intriguing all the same. So we spent a happy day walking the streets and drinking in the atmosphere. It seemed lots busier than on previous visits, so by 5 o’clock we were ready to catch the train home and go in search of more peaceful scenes.
Again, after a quick turn around when I washed my hair, we headed off in the direction of Caorle, what we thought would be a quiet seaside town. We didn’t arrive until 9.00pm when it was beginning to get dark and were surprised that even at that time it was near impossible to find anywhere to park. It seemed as though the whole town was out, promenading, everyone from babies to grannies. We had our picnic tea and made our way through the throng. It was a balmy evening and strolling along the sea wall even with everyone else was a magical experience. We walked miles, to the hubbub in the centre and back. It was a very calming in the evening breeze and the dark. Back at the hotel we had our customary nightcap and off to bed.
DAY ONE OF OUR HOLIDAY: Wednesday 2nd July
The day had finally arrived. Everything was packed and all that was left to do was have a quick cup of coffee and jump in the car. Today we had a chauffeur… Robert had a new hat on now that having passed his test, (and was insured to drive my car) there is one less thing to organize when going to the airport. He dropped us off and then texted to say he had arrived home safely…. also to say that after all, he had gained a first in his BA degree at Loughborough University. It was as though we had all won a prize, brilliant news!!
The flight over to Venice was mostly smooth, quiet and full of geriatric holiday makers (us included!). Apparently, the main runway is out of action and under refurbihment, so having approached it from another direction we missed seeing the wonderful buildings on our way down. Stepping off the plane, it was just as I remembered – like being wrapped in a warm blanket, how I had longed for that feeling again!
We collected the car (Fiat Grand Punto) and arrived at our hotel in Quarto d’Altino in record time, did a quick turn around and were out again by 6 o’clock. I picked a name from the map, towards the nearest mountains and Graham dialed it in to the satellite navigation system we’d brought with us. After about an hour, we stopped to have the sandwiches we’d brought with us. The mountains that I’d so hoped to see were proving to be quite elusive, this probably had something to do with the sky darkening and ominous drops of rain began to fall on the windscreen. We set off again hoping this was to be a passing shower…how wrong could we be! The raindrops increased their size until visibility became also impossible, even with the windscreen wipers on their fastest setting and then the hail began… it wasn’t ordinary hail, this was ‘serious’ hail where the noise was so deafening that it became impossible to speak to one another and so heavy that we feared for our safety. We passed a bridge and the cars that had parked both sides in an attempt to gain shelter. Turing round, we hoped for a space there too, but we were just too late. After about ten minutes, the storm did lessen and the cars began to drive off, so we followed only to find that the gods had not been appeased and we were under attack again. This time there was no shelter, we could only stop and pray… My lasting vision of this episode will be of a lady, who, caught out on her scooter, had taken refuge in a bus shelter…if only there had been room for two!
The day had finally arrived. Everything was packed and all that was left to do was have a quick cup of coffee and jump in the car. Today we had a chauffeur… Robert had a new hat on now that having passed his test, (and was insured to drive my car) there is one less thing to organize when going to the airport. He dropped us off and then texted to say he had arrived home safely…. also to say that after all, he had gained a first in his BA degree at Loughborough University. It was as though we had all won a prize, brilliant news!!
The flight over to Venice was mostly smooth, quiet and full of geriatric holiday makers (us included!). Apparently, the main runway is out of action and under refurbihment, so having approached it from another direction we missed seeing the wonderful buildings on our way down. Stepping off the plane, it was just as I remembered – like being wrapped in a warm blanket, how I had longed for that feeling again!
We collected the car (Fiat Grand Punto) and arrived at our hotel in Quarto d’Altino in record time, did a quick turn around and were out again by 6 o’clock. I picked a name from the map, towards the nearest mountains and Graham dialed it in to the satellite navigation system we’d brought with us. After about an hour, we stopped to have the sandwiches we’d brought with us. The mountains that I’d so hoped to see were proving to be quite elusive, this probably had something to do with the sky darkening and ominous drops of rain began to fall on the windscreen. We set off again hoping this was to be a passing shower…how wrong could we be! The raindrops increased their size until visibility became also impossible, even with the windscreen wipers on their fastest setting and then the hail began… it wasn’t ordinary hail, this was ‘serious’ hail where the noise was so deafening that it became impossible to speak to one another and so heavy that we feared for our safety. We passed a bridge and the cars that had parked both sides in an attempt to gain shelter. Turing round, we hoped for a space there too, but we were just too late. After about ten minutes, the storm did lessen and the cars began to drive off, so we followed only to find that the gods had not been appeased and we were under attack again. This time there was no shelter, we could only stop and pray… My lasting vision of this episode will be of a lady, who, caught out on her scooter, had taken refuge in a bus shelter…if only there had been room for two!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
IN BRIEF
Monday 23rd June
Graham flew off to the US this morning for one week.
Highlight of the day was attending a Deaf Awareness training session (all morning). It was interesting, but I'm not sure I really learned anything. Again it was good to go and meet other tutors. The chap who took the session was my Line Manager for a term during Autumn 2005, although we didn't exactly have much contact. Because he is deaf, I thought he'd be interested to read about Robert's final year project. He's gone down in my estimations now, as he didn't even bother to acknowledge my email...
Took Lucy to wholesaler in the afternoon to buy more buttons - great to have an excuse!
Tuesday 24th June
Today we took part in another Family Learning session - (Lucy and I) only this time it was held in the Darwin Suite at The Assembly Rooms and was said to involve around 250 children. It did get a bit hectic, but with my ace helper we got through unscathed!
Went home to the relative calm of three piano lessons.
Thursday 26th June
Last Jewellery Class this term. Of the eight students there, they all said they intended to come back next term. Hadn't the heart to tell them that I'll be at another venue without creche facilities (thanks to the person who runs the centre who has effectively banned me. She refused to let her staff help me, even to the point of banning the clerk from walking the 10 feet required to go the the cabinet and get my register for me - to save me having to open the heavy fire doors - am I bitter and upset... you bet!!)
Friday 27th June
Had a sleepless night worrying about my tooth (which still hurts) as the filling (put in a week and a half ago) feels as though it is about to disappear if I bite on it. Rang up at 8.30 and was offered 12.00 o'clock appointment which was great as I had another training course to attend this morning and felt that by 12 o'clock I would have completed enough not to get into trouble for missing the end. The dentist eased the filling out, rather than drilled it, as it hadn't set properly due to my gum bleeding from having had half the tooth removed after it had split last time (sorry too much information). Next stop is a crown for £200.
Saturday 28th June
Drove to Loughborough and back twice during the afternoon and early evening to pick up Robert's belongings from his house. Was concerned that I wouldn't manage all the driving, but Hermione was relatively quiet the whole time.
Monday 23rd June
Graham flew off to the US this morning for one week.
Highlight of the day was attending a Deaf Awareness training session (all morning). It was interesting, but I'm not sure I really learned anything. Again it was good to go and meet other tutors. The chap who took the session was my Line Manager for a term during Autumn 2005, although we didn't exactly have much contact. Because he is deaf, I thought he'd be interested to read about Robert's final year project. He's gone down in my estimations now, as he didn't even bother to acknowledge my email...
Took Lucy to wholesaler in the afternoon to buy more buttons - great to have an excuse!
Tuesday 24th June
Today we took part in another Family Learning session - (Lucy and I) only this time it was held in the Darwin Suite at The Assembly Rooms and was said to involve around 250 children. It did get a bit hectic, but with my ace helper we got through unscathed!
Went home to the relative calm of three piano lessons.
Thursday 26th June
Last Jewellery Class this term. Of the eight students there, they all said they intended to come back next term. Hadn't the heart to tell them that I'll be at another venue without creche facilities (thanks to the person who runs the centre who has effectively banned me. She refused to let her staff help me, even to the point of banning the clerk from walking the 10 feet required to go the the cabinet and get my register for me - to save me having to open the heavy fire doors - am I bitter and upset... you bet!!)
Friday 27th June
Had a sleepless night worrying about my tooth (which still hurts) as the filling (put in a week and a half ago) feels as though it is about to disappear if I bite on it. Rang up at 8.30 and was offered 12.00 o'clock appointment which was great as I had another training course to attend this morning and felt that by 12 o'clock I would have completed enough not to get into trouble for missing the end. The dentist eased the filling out, rather than drilled it, as it hadn't set properly due to my gum bleeding from having had half the tooth removed after it had split last time (sorry too much information). Next stop is a crown for £200.
Saturday 28th June
Drove to Loughborough and back twice during the afternoon and early evening to pick up Robert's belongings from his house. Was concerned that I wouldn't manage all the driving, but Hermione was relatively quiet the whole time.
Friday, July 18, 2008
That Special Day...
It's been a very long time since we were invited to a wedding, but today we helped celebrate the wedding of my first cousin Adrian Wynn (aged 45) who married Rachael Creighton (25). The wedding was held in the same church as Graham and I were married in almost 28 years ago (Condicote near Moreton in Marsh), so it was disappointing not to be invited to the actual ceremony, but understandable as we don't exactly keep in touch.
The weather was even worse than 19th July 1980, (not thought previously possible!), but at least the rain kept off during the festivities, it was just very dark.
The weather was even worse than 19th July 1980, (not thought previously possible!), but at least the rain kept off during the festivities, it was just very dark.
Cutting The Cake...
Time came to cut the cake and someone suggested that Adrian would be more at home with his chain saw than a knife, so he popped across the road to get it.
Renewing Old Acquaintances...
It was lovely to catch up with people I hadn't seen for probably 30 years (makes me feel so old!) but the surprise meeting was between Graham and Rachael's uncle who he'd worked with over 20 years ago!
Verrroom!
Adrian's 'pride and joy' was also on display during the reception.
Notice the registration...
Notice the registration...
VERY BRIEF: 16th - 20th June
This week has just flown by and I suppose I have very little to say about it.
Thursday 19th June
I taught my Jewellery Class my favourite polymer clay technique - Millefiori, means 1000 flowers in Italian, but if I said it's the same principal as letters in a stick of rock, that might make more sense.
Friday 20th June
As well as everything else we have to attend 14 hours of training during the year, only 3 of which are paid (for attending the Tutor Conference) Today I had to sit through 2 hours of 'Integrating Students With learning Difficulties'. It could have been really useful as I have many students with Learning Difficulties, but it was presented in such a way that left me with one word: 'dire'. On a lighter note I did make friends with a Polish bloke who is over here doing an MA and financing himself by teaching ESOL.
This week has just flown by and I suppose I have very little to say about it.
Thursday 19th June
I taught my Jewellery Class my favourite polymer clay technique - Millefiori, means 1000 flowers in Italian, but if I said it's the same principal as letters in a stick of rock, that might make more sense.
Friday 20th June
As well as everything else we have to attend 14 hours of training during the year, only 3 of which are paid (for attending the Tutor Conference) Today I had to sit through 2 hours of 'Integrating Students With learning Difficulties'. It could have been really useful as I have many students with Learning Difficulties, but it was presented in such a way that left me with one word: 'dire'. On a lighter note I did make friends with a Polish bloke who is over here doing an MA and financing himself by teaching ESOL.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Fould's Tutor Day
Sunday 15th June
Every year the local music shop in Derby holds a teaching day when a well known figure in the piano world comes and demonstrates their music tuition books. For the last couple of years there has been someone from America promoting Hal Leonard books, for which I am a complete convert. Their books have relatively simple tunes, but the student plays to an accompaniment on a CD. It's great fun and used as a special treat helps students to play continuously and is invaluable in promoting musical awareness and improving all aspects of sight reading.
This year Christopher Norton, who often has his compositions included in ABRSM exam pieces as the jazz element (they are excellent) and composes prolifically, has teamed up with another chap in America to promote yet another musical 'syllabus' for what they see as a gap in the market. The cynic in me believes they have jumped on the Hal Leonard 'bandwagon' and by saying that their syllabus provides the elements that are missing in the HL series, they are 'on to' a clear 'winner'.
I did buy three of his books, (so he won't starve) and I have tried them out on one of my pupils already. "I can't tell it's not butter" is the phrase that comes to mind.
However, all credit to Fould's for organising the day and for the lovely buffet lunch that was supplied. If you teach piano in the Derby/Nottingham area, get in touch with them in time for next year's training day, it's well worth it...
Thanks too for Graham for giving me a lift there and back as Hermione almost prevented me from attending, and to the new Tom Tom gadget which took so long to set up I could have walked it! (almost)
Every year the local music shop in Derby holds a teaching day when a well known figure in the piano world comes and demonstrates their music tuition books. For the last couple of years there has been someone from America promoting Hal Leonard books, for which I am a complete convert. Their books have relatively simple tunes, but the student plays to an accompaniment on a CD. It's great fun and used as a special treat helps students to play continuously and is invaluable in promoting musical awareness and improving all aspects of sight reading.
This year Christopher Norton, who often has his compositions included in ABRSM exam pieces as the jazz element (they are excellent) and composes prolifically, has teamed up with another chap in America to promote yet another musical 'syllabus' for what they see as a gap in the market. The cynic in me believes they have jumped on the Hal Leonard 'bandwagon' and by saying that their syllabus provides the elements that are missing in the HL series, they are 'on to' a clear 'winner'.
I did buy three of his books, (so he won't starve) and I have tried them out on one of my pupils already. "I can't tell it's not butter" is the phrase that comes to mind.
However, all credit to Fould's for organising the day and for the lovely buffet lunch that was supplied. If you teach piano in the Derby/Nottingham area, get in touch with them in time for next year's training day, it's well worth it...
Thanks too for Graham for giving me a lift there and back as Hermione almost prevented me from attending, and to the new Tom Tom gadget which took so long to set up I could have walked it! (almost)
Thursday, June 26, 2008
'Giz Us A Job'...
Saturday 15th June
Lucy stayed with us this week-end so that she could accompany us to see Robert's end of year Degree Show. Took this photo of Robert standing next to his stand. They had employers looking round and even a local television news team, but Robert has not been offered any interviews as a result. Nevertheless he has gained two awards and hopefully it's just a matter of time...
To read more about his projects, the link is here
In the meantime he has to wait to hear what degree he has been awarded.
We have our fingers crossed for you....
Lucy stayed with us this week-end so that she could accompany us to see Robert's end of year Degree Show. Took this photo of Robert standing next to his stand. They had employers looking round and even a local television news team, but Robert has not been offered any interviews as a result. Nevertheless he has gained two awards and hopefully it's just a matter of time...
To read more about his projects, the link is here
In the meantime he has to wait to hear what degree he has been awarded.
We have our fingers crossed for you....
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I'm Turning Japanese?...
Printed Textiles Degree Show, Loughborough University, Leicestershire
Originally uploaded by Geraldine Curtis
Went to Wetherspoons for tea afterwards, which could have been fun, but Hermione not having a good time and was thankful that Graham went and brought the car nearer...
IN BRIEF
Monday 9th June
Catch up day, made more difficult as I seem to have done some damage to Hermione.
Phoned up our oil suppliers to query our bill. Usually the price for 1000 litres is just under £400. This time we had a bill for £702! Our neighbour who had oil from the same delivery tank, and who ordered his a day after us wasn't charged as much money. After several phone calls, throughout this week, I finally had a result... they did eventually match the lower price, but wouldn't reduce the current bill, instead awarded us a credit note for the next time we order...
Tuesday 10th June
Lucy came with me to Alfreton for my second workshop, this time teaching glass painting. I couldn't have managed without her to open the fire doors and to assist with a student with mild learning difficulties. The majority of students were the same ones from last week, with a few friends who had been encouraged to come along. They weren't quite as enthusiastic with the results as last week, but in general there were some lovely finished items. Lucy was really happy to have come along as the manager of the Centre rewarded her with a large box of 'Heroes' for helping out...
No sooner had we arrived home when we had to leave and go to another school in Derby to make Button Jewellery as part of a Family Learning afternoon and then back home to three piano lessons... a full day.
Wednesday 11th June
Graham plane was late leaving last night and consequently he was an hour late arriving. I had yet another dental appointment as my tooth hadn't settled down at all after the course of penicillin I'd been given a week last Friday. As my appointment was for nearly 10.00am, I gave Lucy a lift to work. The dentist didn't quite know what to make of my tooth and it was only after deciding to remove the filling, it was as I had said all along, broken along it's axis. Solution...a crown...cost £200. (To take place at the end of July)
Thursday 12th June
Everyone was back at work today. Was half thinking of not going to Jewellery Class this afternoon, but was glad that I did. A lady who I'd not seen since March when she went to have her knee replaced came back. Collected Lucy from work and then we went food shopping.
Friday 13th June
Lucy came with me to the last Craft Class of term, although in the end she wasn't really needed. We made paper windmills and finished off another project and surprise, surprise filled in a number of forms...
After some lunch Lucy and I went for our customary retail therapy and then I took Lucy to Ben's.
Monday 9th June
Catch up day, made more difficult as I seem to have done some damage to Hermione.
Phoned up our oil suppliers to query our bill. Usually the price for 1000 litres is just under £400. This time we had a bill for £702! Our neighbour who had oil from the same delivery tank, and who ordered his a day after us wasn't charged as much money. After several phone calls, throughout this week, I finally had a result... they did eventually match the lower price, but wouldn't reduce the current bill, instead awarded us a credit note for the next time we order...
Tuesday 10th June
Lucy came with me to Alfreton for my second workshop, this time teaching glass painting. I couldn't have managed without her to open the fire doors and to assist with a student with mild learning difficulties. The majority of students were the same ones from last week, with a few friends who had been encouraged to come along. They weren't quite as enthusiastic with the results as last week, but in general there were some lovely finished items. Lucy was really happy to have come along as the manager of the Centre rewarded her with a large box of 'Heroes' for helping out...
No sooner had we arrived home when we had to leave and go to another school in Derby to make Button Jewellery as part of a Family Learning afternoon and then back home to three piano lessons... a full day.
Wednesday 11th June
Graham plane was late leaving last night and consequently he was an hour late arriving. I had yet another dental appointment as my tooth hadn't settled down at all after the course of penicillin I'd been given a week last Friday. As my appointment was for nearly 10.00am, I gave Lucy a lift to work. The dentist didn't quite know what to make of my tooth and it was only after deciding to remove the filling, it was as I had said all along, broken along it's axis. Solution...a crown...cost £200. (To take place at the end of July)
Thursday 12th June
Everyone was back at work today. Was half thinking of not going to Jewellery Class this afternoon, but was glad that I did. A lady who I'd not seen since March when she went to have her knee replaced came back. Collected Lucy from work and then we went food shopping.
Friday 13th June
Lucy came with me to the last Craft Class of term, although in the end she wasn't really needed. We made paper windmills and finished off another project and surprise, surprise filled in a number of forms...
After some lunch Lucy and I went for our customary retail therapy and then I took Lucy to Ben's.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
What A Cutie...
Sunday 8th June
Very overcast today and by the afternoon I'd had enough of my own company. Phoned Robert and arranged to meet at his house and go out for a walk.
We ended up going for a three hour walk to Bradgate Park near Loughborough and back...with only the aid of an ice cream!
Very overcast today and by the afternoon I'd had enough of my own company. Phoned Robert and arranged to meet at his house and go out for a walk.
We ended up going for a three hour walk to Bradgate Park near Loughborough and back...with only the aid of an ice cream!
Up, Up And Away...
Saw this balloon on our way back.
Eventually arrived home at 20 past 9. Felt so good that I decided to do something 'normal', with, you've guessed, disastrous consequences...
Eventually arrived home at 20 past 9. Felt so good that I decided to do something 'normal', with, you've guessed, disastrous consequences...
IN BRIEF
Sunday 1st June
A day spent at home. Robert helped me install the iPhoto software onto the computer, which made us a bit late having lunch and consequently Robert had to catch a later train. (I think I was forgiven) Not sure iPhoto is all it's cracked up to be...
Monday 2nd June
Played catch up on the website all day. Had a visitor, Karen who I know through teaching who came after lunch. She bought one of my bags from me...I think she's been promising to come for over a year. She'd just finished a year of being her mother's consort while she was Mayor of Erewash (or was it Amber Valley) Karen is passionate about politics and 'making things happen'... I just hope she can...
Tuesday 3rd June
Up early and off to Alfreton to teach a 'one off' workshop about silk painting... it was pouring with rain. I found the new Adult Education centre with the aid of a map (it's directly opposite the Leisure Centre) as there isn't one sign to it. It's a wonderful new 'built for purpose' building, but, as I found to my cost, fitted with heavy fire doors which I was completely unable to cope with. It was just so embarrassing having to ask clerk and caretaker to open the doors for me, but I didn't have any choice. There were only 6 students, and they'd all travelled miles by bus and by car in order to attend. We had a really successful morning with some beautiful results.
Wednesday 4th June
A while back I was contacted by someone from Australia who had seen my photos of Little Eaton on Flickr. During 1958 at the tender age of six, she had been in a children's home in Little Eaton. It took a while to locate the correct building, but it turned out the house had been a welcome home to many distressed children right up until 2004, when it closed. I'd found that information on the internet and then come across the website of someone who used to worked there. He was intrigued as to why I should be interested in the place, which was 'his best job ever' and was very helpful, giving me the phone number of someone else who had also worked there and who still lived in the village. I phoned last week and had a chat with a very helpful lady called Kath. She'd later phoned me back with further details of the new owners, who had been featured in the local paper as they now design Eco Houses there.
So today was my second 'photo assignment' (if you count Copse Hill). I'd arranged to meet another photographer there, one of my contacts on Fickr who lives in the village. He seems to make a living photographing local events 'with a difference'. If there's a protest going on or something similar he'll be there recording it. He's currently posting photos of a group trying to stop a nearby open cast mine being opened.
Contrary to expectations the weather was sunny and warm and the sky blue. We met at the allotted place, Gary was conspicuous by the amount of camera equipment he was carrying... I was generally conspicuous. As we walked up to the coach house to ask permission to take photos (I'd phoned twice and sent an email, but had no reply) I felt sorry for Gary out of breath from all he was carrying, but he did look the part and the owners were only too happy to grant us 'carte blanche' to photograph the building. Even the gardener took an interest and we had a good chat with him too.
An hour later we were done (how did it take that long?) we walked back along the road, shook hands and went our separate ways. Gary's photos were on Flickr by the afternoon (had I shot myself in the foot here?) I took about a week to get them ready for viewing, as I was carefully cloning out builder's skips and bits of rubble lying about. I also didn't want any photos of the Eco House included ( there is a full sized one next to the house, see image below). Since then I have been in contact with Sarah from Australia and Craig who holds the archives (only since 1990). I am hopeful that in time people will contact me with their experiences of their time spent at Eaton House.
I'd love to be the one to put them all in touch with each other...
Thursday 5th June
Two piano lessons first thing, then off to the Markeaton Street Campus of Derby University. While setting up my 'blind photography date' with Gary, I'd discovered that we knew someone in common. Gary is doing a Photography Degree with John who used to work with Graham. Because of that I'd phoned John for a chat and he invited me to see the Photography Degree Show. We only had about an hour before I had to dash off to go teaching, but it was interesting have someone talk me through the student's work. Taking photos to put on Flickr, you are acutely aware that your subject matter has to be aesthetically pleasing to others. Taking photos for a degree show - having interpreted your 'brief' relies heavily on how adept you are at printing up copies and how you choose to mount them. In the end we had to agree to disagree...
Teaching ended up having somewhat of an upsetting negative 'take'. Collected Lucy from work and went and bought lots of buttons for next week's Family Learning session, then off to do some food shopping.
Also learned today that Graham has managed to lose his new camera, which is also rather upsetting. Phoned up for advice on how to claim on our insurance.
Friday 6th June
Persuaded Lucy to come and help at my lesson, only to find on arrival that no students turned up! Instead went and took photos of another tutor's lesson so she has some evidence of the work she is doing.
Saturday 7th June
Day of catch up. Managed some gardening, so rather than go out, weeded and transplanted some happy parsnip plants.
In the evening drove up to Alfreton with Gail to see a concert of duets held in the church. On the whole it was very enjoyable (if a little too much Mozart) and in aid of new bells for the church. The only reason I knew of it was I'd seen posters advertising the event when I'd come up on Tuesday to take the silk painting workshop.
Sunday 1st June
A day spent at home. Robert helped me install the iPhoto software onto the computer, which made us a bit late having lunch and consequently Robert had to catch a later train. (I think I was forgiven) Not sure iPhoto is all it's cracked up to be...
Monday 2nd June
Played catch up on the website all day. Had a visitor, Karen who I know through teaching who came after lunch. She bought one of my bags from me...I think she's been promising to come for over a year. She'd just finished a year of being her mother's consort while she was Mayor of Erewash (or was it Amber Valley) Karen is passionate about politics and 'making things happen'... I just hope she can...
Tuesday 3rd June
Up early and off to Alfreton to teach a 'one off' workshop about silk painting... it was pouring with rain. I found the new Adult Education centre with the aid of a map (it's directly opposite the Leisure Centre) as there isn't one sign to it. It's a wonderful new 'built for purpose' building, but, as I found to my cost, fitted with heavy fire doors which I was completely unable to cope with. It was just so embarrassing having to ask clerk and caretaker to open the doors for me, but I didn't have any choice. There were only 6 students, and they'd all travelled miles by bus and by car in order to attend. We had a really successful morning with some beautiful results.
Wednesday 4th June
A while back I was contacted by someone from Australia who had seen my photos of Little Eaton on Flickr. During 1958 at the tender age of six, she had been in a children's home in Little Eaton. It took a while to locate the correct building, but it turned out the house had been a welcome home to many distressed children right up until 2004, when it closed. I'd found that information on the internet and then come across the website of someone who used to worked there. He was intrigued as to why I should be interested in the place, which was 'his best job ever' and was very helpful, giving me the phone number of someone else who had also worked there and who still lived in the village. I phoned last week and had a chat with a very helpful lady called Kath. She'd later phoned me back with further details of the new owners, who had been featured in the local paper as they now design Eco Houses there.
So today was my second 'photo assignment' (if you count Copse Hill). I'd arranged to meet another photographer there, one of my contacts on Fickr who lives in the village. He seems to make a living photographing local events 'with a difference'. If there's a protest going on or something similar he'll be there recording it. He's currently posting photos of a group trying to stop a nearby open cast mine being opened.
Contrary to expectations the weather was sunny and warm and the sky blue. We met at the allotted place, Gary was conspicuous by the amount of camera equipment he was carrying... I was generally conspicuous. As we walked up to the coach house to ask permission to take photos (I'd phoned twice and sent an email, but had no reply) I felt sorry for Gary out of breath from all he was carrying, but he did look the part and the owners were only too happy to grant us 'carte blanche' to photograph the building. Even the gardener took an interest and we had a good chat with him too.
An hour later we were done (how did it take that long?) we walked back along the road, shook hands and went our separate ways. Gary's photos were on Flickr by the afternoon (had I shot myself in the foot here?) I took about a week to get them ready for viewing, as I was carefully cloning out builder's skips and bits of rubble lying about. I also didn't want any photos of the Eco House included ( there is a full sized one next to the house, see image below). Since then I have been in contact with Sarah from Australia and Craig who holds the archives (only since 1990). I am hopeful that in time people will contact me with their experiences of their time spent at Eaton House.
I'd love to be the one to put them all in touch with each other...
Thursday 5th June
Two piano lessons first thing, then off to the Markeaton Street Campus of Derby University. While setting up my 'blind photography date' with Gary, I'd discovered that we knew someone in common. Gary is doing a Photography Degree with John who used to work with Graham. Because of that I'd phoned John for a chat and he invited me to see the Photography Degree Show. We only had about an hour before I had to dash off to go teaching, but it was interesting have someone talk me through the student's work. Taking photos to put on Flickr, you are acutely aware that your subject matter has to be aesthetically pleasing to others. Taking photos for a degree show - having interpreted your 'brief' relies heavily on how adept you are at printing up copies and how you choose to mount them. In the end we had to agree to disagree...
Teaching ended up having somewhat of an upsetting negative 'take'. Collected Lucy from work and went and bought lots of buttons for next week's Family Learning session, then off to do some food shopping.
Also learned today that Graham has managed to lose his new camera, which is also rather upsetting. Phoned up for advice on how to claim on our insurance.
Friday 6th June
Persuaded Lucy to come and help at my lesson, only to find on arrival that no students turned up! Instead went and took photos of another tutor's lesson so she has some evidence of the work she is doing.
Saturday 7th June
Day of catch up. Managed some gardening, so rather than go out, weeded and transplanted some happy parsnip plants.
In the evening drove up to Alfreton with Gail to see a concert of duets held in the church. On the whole it was very enjoyable (if a little too much Mozart) and in aid of new bells for the church. The only reason I knew of it was I'd seen posters advertising the event when I'd come up on Tuesday to take the silk painting workshop.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Out And About...
Saturday 31st May
With Robert home for the week-end, it seemed like a good idea to plan a trip out. I wasn't sure I was 'up to it' but we decided to go to the National Trust's Longshaw Estate, the other side of Chesterfield. We weren't sure of the way and didn't have a map, but as luck would have it (?) Graham had ordered a Tom Tom for when he arrived back from America and it had arrived early!! Robert had great fun programming our destination although I wasn't that keen on the route it chose...
With Robert home for the week-end, it seemed like a good idea to plan a trip out. I wasn't sure I was 'up to it' but we decided to go to the National Trust's Longshaw Estate, the other side of Chesterfield. We weren't sure of the way and didn't have a map, but as luck would have it (?) Graham had ordered a Tom Tom for when he arrived back from America and it had arrived early!! Robert had great fun programming our destination although I wasn't that keen on the route it chose...
Away From It All...
It soon became clear that Robert had his 'walking breeches' on. Having been working so hard over the last couple of weeks, he saw this outing as a literal way of 'getting away from it all'. First we cleared the perimeter of the estate, across the road, over a stream up a wadi-like feature, across another road and then began the serious clambering over huge boulders. I had to take this stage at my own pace, Robert waited up ahead on 'his' boulder (it was surprisingly comfy!) From there we surveyed the view and only then was he able to get things off his chest. I like our chats. Both my children are way ahead of me in the intelligent stakes, but I do try to listen when needed and offer sound advice.
Know Your Limits...
It was here, while we sat and ruminated that we became aware that we were not alone. Up there, almost on top of the world and along came four mountain bikers!...
On Top Of The World...
Clambering up some more we did reach the highest point and not to be outdone I managed it too! I should have taken a 360 degree panorama, but as I turned round it did feel rather precarious, so just for once I thought it best to ensure I didn't lose my balance.
Back To Base...
Once down again, the sun came out and provided a perfect ending to a near perfect day...
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Appointments...
Friday 30th May
Had to ring the dentist first thing as I think I have broken another tooth! Lucy came with me to the hospital for my appointment with the Pain Management Clinic. We came out with a 'high tech' TENS' machine. It's not any different from the one I already have, except that it does have four pads so can deliver it's blocking electricity to twice the area. Didn't leave until 11.00am, went round to the dentist and walked straight in. My dentist was on holiday so another one diagnosed an abscess and prescribed a course of antibiotics. (£7.10). It was at this point that we phoned Robert and arranged to meet in Birmingham.
Had to ring the dentist first thing as I think I have broken another tooth! Lucy came with me to the hospital for my appointment with the Pain Management Clinic. We came out with a 'high tech' TENS' machine. It's not any different from the one I already have, except that it does have four pads so can deliver it's blocking electricity to twice the area. Didn't leave until 11.00am, went round to the dentist and walked straight in. My dentist was on holiday so another one diagnosed an abscess and prescribed a course of antibiotics. (£7.10). It was at this point that we phoned Robert and arranged to meet in Birmingham.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
The Calling...
Friday 30th May
Lucy and I travelled home on Tuesday evening. Lucy was at work Wednesday and Thursday, so by Friday it seemed a good idea to have another outing and to somehow include Robert.
We caught the train from Derby and Robert from Loughborough and met up at New Street station. Had a quick sandwich and then walked the short walk up to the Town Hall where we found this pylon under construction. Contrary to popular belief, this pylon was not for conducting electricity, but to publicise a Climate Change Festival. The base had been made to look as though it was in a wheat field. I couldn't help but think that this was a total waste of funds and I bet the wheat they used had been especially imported!
Lucy and I travelled home on Tuesday evening. Lucy was at work Wednesday and Thursday, so by Friday it seemed a good idea to have another outing and to somehow include Robert.
We caught the train from Derby and Robert from Loughborough and met up at New Street station. Had a quick sandwich and then walked the short walk up to the Town Hall where we found this pylon under construction. Contrary to popular belief, this pylon was not for conducting electricity, but to publicise a Climate Change Festival. The base had been made to look as though it was in a wheat field. I couldn't help but think that this was a total waste of funds and I bet the wheat they used had been especially imported!
Window Shopping...
After a couple of hours shopping, Lucy and I decided that Robert had had a much better idea when he'd headed for the picturesque canal, so we made in that direction and met up for a cup of tea.
Walk Way, Water Fountains, Birmingham
All too soon it was time to head home, but all in all we'd had a very reasonable afternoon...
Half Term...
Monday 26th May
Graham off to America early this morning. During his two and a half
week stay he’ll be visiting Washington, San Francisco, Los Angeles
and New York (in that order). Lucy and got up at a much more
leisurely time and I drove down to see my parents – making history as
this is the first time I’ve been able to drive down to see them since
July 07.
We set off with reasonable weather, if a little windy. By the time we
arrived just after noon, it was seriously raining. Undeterred by the
weather we nipped off to see the delights of Bourton-on-the-Water and
made several purchases (most from the gem shop – brilliant shop, but
no website to share with you)
Graham off to America early this morning. During his two and a half
week stay he’ll be visiting Washington, San Francisco, Los Angeles
and New York (in that order). Lucy and got up at a much more
leisurely time and I drove down to see my parents – making history as
this is the first time I’ve been able to drive down to see them since
July 07.
We set off with reasonable weather, if a little windy. By the time we
arrived just after noon, it was seriously raining. Undeterred by the
weather we nipped off to see the delights of Bourton-on-the-Water and
made several purchases (most from the gem shop – brilliant shop, but
no website to share with you)
Copse Hill, Lower Slaughter, Gloucestershire
Tuesday 27th May
Had an early lunch, home grown pheasant (Lucy’s favourite) and then we took mother to Bourton to have her blood pressure taken. On the way back we stopped off at Copse Hill to take some photographs of this magnificent house. Built in 1872 (over 11 years) from the proceeds of building railways in England, the Continent and in Canada, it’s is truly an amazing building. Thomas Brassey was almost as prolific a builder of railways as Isambard Kingdom Brunel, but somehow history has not honoured him in the same way. When I was little, we had permission to drive through the estate as it was a short cut to our house. On barmy summer evenings my dad would saddle up Cinders (our pony) to the tiny trap we owned and we’d travel along the leafy drive in such style. At that age, I couldn’t appreciate just what a privilege it was, but I knew it was something special – even if we did have to get out and walk up the very steep bits! How I used to pester to hold the reins, after all, at eight, I was practically an expert!
Had an early lunch, home grown pheasant (Lucy’s favourite) and then we took mother to Bourton to have her blood pressure taken. On the way back we stopped off at Copse Hill to take some photographs of this magnificent house. Built in 1872 (over 11 years) from the proceeds of building railways in England, the Continent and in Canada, it’s is truly an amazing building. Thomas Brassey was almost as prolific a builder of railways as Isambard Kingdom Brunel, but somehow history has not honoured him in the same way. When I was little, we had permission to drive through the estate as it was a short cut to our house. On barmy summer evenings my dad would saddle up Cinders (our pony) to the tiny trap we owned and we’d travel along the leafy drive in such style. At that age, I couldn’t appreciate just what a privilege it was, but I knew it was something special – even if we did have to get out and walk up the very steep bits! How I used to pester to hold the reins, after all, at eight, I was practically an expert!
Front View, Copse Hill, Lower Slaughter, Gloucestershire
Colonel Brassey (Thomas Brassey’s son) inherited the estate and lived there on his own until his death towards the end of the 70s. The
estate was then broken up and sold off in lots and sadly, our cut
through was cut off. Many wealthy and not so wealthy people have
bought/sold/built on the estate since then. The one famous person
there currently and the owner of what was the stables is the bass
player from Coldplay (but I didn’t tell you that!) The stables are
also famous for an incident involving Ian Flemming’s nephew, but
again, I wouldn’t want to give details here!
The reason for our visit was because the last time I mentioned
Copse Hill in my blog I was contacted by a lady who in researching
her family tree, found that her great aunt was in service there at
the beginning of the century and she had asked me to take some photos (any excuse?). The present owners are a ‘jolly’ couple (92 and 86) and because they have met my parents before, gave us a warm welcome.
The wife showed us a book she has of Lutyen's architecture with a
photograph of the hall which he designed. It has been slightly
modified now, if only through incorporating a Stanner stair lift, but
it is essentially the same.
If the weather was dull on that day, the building certainly wasn’t
and Colin the gardener added some sunshine with his many anecdotes of local ‘goings on’…
estate was then broken up and sold off in lots and sadly, our cut
through was cut off. Many wealthy and not so wealthy people have
bought/sold/built on the estate since then. The one famous person
there currently and the owner of what was the stables is the bass
player from Coldplay (but I didn’t tell you that!) The stables are
also famous for an incident involving Ian Flemming’s nephew, but
again, I wouldn’t want to give details here!
The reason for our visit was because the last time I mentioned
Copse Hill in my blog I was contacted by a lady who in researching
her family tree, found that her great aunt was in service there at
the beginning of the century and she had asked me to take some photos (any excuse?). The present owners are a ‘jolly’ couple (92 and 86) and because they have met my parents before, gave us a warm welcome.
The wife showed us a book she has of Lutyen's architecture with a
photograph of the hall which he designed. It has been slightly
modified now, if only through incorporating a Stanner stair lift, but
it is essentially the same.
If the weather was dull on that day, the building certainly wasn’t
and Colin the gardener added some sunshine with his many anecdotes of local ‘goings on’…
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Where There's A Wheel...
Saturday 24th May
There was an old photo of Ashford In The Water in the paper today, which prompted me to suggest we make it our destination. Robert rang mid morning, desperate for some 'bits' from Maplins. Could we please collect and deliver?
How could we refuse...
There was an old photo of Ashford In The Water in the paper today, which prompted me to suggest we make it our destination. Robert rang mid morning, desperate for some 'bits' from Maplins. Could we please collect and deliver?
How could we refuse...
Well, Well Well...
Ashford In The Water, is indeed a very picturesque village. After a welcome cup of tea in the school, we made our way round the circuit of Well Dressings, watched cricket and then embarked on a long walk.
Up Hill And Down Dale...
The footpath which leads you past the river is full of interesting features. We saw two weirs, a swan, sheep and lambs and at the last style, a field of Lamas!
IN BRIEF
Monday 19th May
Had email on Friday which kept me busy all day. Knitting needed for Hampton Court Flower Show. Could have been great for publicity, but unlikely to 'come off'.
Wednesday 21st May
Lucy at work today, - must get used to this new routine. Sent off cheque for holiday, can't believe that in six weeks time, we'll be in Italy again...
In the evening went for a long walk around Little Eaton. I have been contacted by someone in Australia, who saw my photos of Little Eaton on Flickr. She was at a children's home there during 1958 and would like some photos. Searched Eaton Bank for clues, but didn't find anything conclusive.
Thursday 22nd May
Lucy at work. Taught jewellery class this afternoon, we made handbag charms and they loved it! Picked up Lucy on the way home.
Went for another long walk around Little Eaton. Graham had already found a much more likey place having used Google and Google maps. Turns out the house is on Alfreton Road and is now called Eaton Hill Therapeutic Community. We followed a footpath close by that took us up Eaton Hill. It was quite magical walking through fields full of daisies and celandines, a quick burst of 'The Hill Are Alive'... would not have been out of place! It must have been a well trodden footpath in it's 'hay-day' as it crosses with another one at the top which follows the highest point to Coxbench and beyond. We made our way back via Rigga Lane, past old quarries which now secrete a house or two. There's even a bridge to take you across a point where the footpath would have lay before the quarry was there.
Friday 23rd May
Just managed to get Lucy up in time to come and be a Learning Partner today for my class. "Is that allowed" I hear you ask? Theoretically she should have been trained and have a CRB check, but without her I would have struggled to cope. As it was she was a real star (she had been well briefed) - I couldn't have managed without her.
Disappointment! I was just about to write back to Sarah in Australia when I found a link to Eaton Hill Therapeutic Community on the internet saying it was closed in 2004. However... I also found someone who used to work there, so dropped him a line not quite knowing what to expect...
Excitement! He didn't really know anything, but gave me the telephone number of a lady who used to work with him and who still lives in the village...
Monday 19th May
Had email on Friday which kept me busy all day. Knitting needed for Hampton Court Flower Show. Could have been great for publicity, but unlikely to 'come off'.
Wednesday 21st May
Lucy at work today, - must get used to this new routine. Sent off cheque for holiday, can't believe that in six weeks time, we'll be in Italy again...
In the evening went for a long walk around Little Eaton. I have been contacted by someone in Australia, who saw my photos of Little Eaton on Flickr. She was at a children's home there during 1958 and would like some photos. Searched Eaton Bank for clues, but didn't find anything conclusive.
Thursday 22nd May
Lucy at work. Taught jewellery class this afternoon, we made handbag charms and they loved it! Picked up Lucy on the way home.
Went for another long walk around Little Eaton. Graham had already found a much more likey place having used Google and Google maps. Turns out the house is on Alfreton Road and is now called Eaton Hill Therapeutic Community. We followed a footpath close by that took us up Eaton Hill. It was quite magical walking through fields full of daisies and celandines, a quick burst of 'The Hill Are Alive'... would not have been out of place! It must have been a well trodden footpath in it's 'hay-day' as it crosses with another one at the top which follows the highest point to Coxbench and beyond. We made our way back via Rigga Lane, past old quarries which now secrete a house or two. There's even a bridge to take you across a point where the footpath would have lay before the quarry was there.
Friday 23rd May
Just managed to get Lucy up in time to come and be a Learning Partner today for my class. "Is that allowed" I hear you ask? Theoretically she should have been trained and have a CRB check, but without her I would have struggled to cope. As it was she was a real star (she had been well briefed) - I couldn't have managed without her.
Disappointment! I was just about to write back to Sarah in Australia when I found a link to Eaton Hill Therapeutic Community on the internet saying it was closed in 2004. However... I also found someone who used to work there, so dropped him a line not quite knowing what to expect...
Excitement! He didn't really know anything, but gave me the telephone number of a lady who used to work with him and who still lives in the village...
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