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Back from a week at Hardwick Hall ("more glass than wall"), with ten of us staying in a National Trust cottage in the grounds. Here are some photos.
Our cottage was near the right-hand end of the row |
Part of the group ready for a walk |
Mel and Sarah
at the echoing ice-house |
Dave doing air-guitar to a sculpture? |
View of Hardwick Hall from the ponds |
It was quite a steep walk back up |
View of ther 'new' hall
from the old hall |
You can see the M1 from the battlements |
Had a stall at the Village Fete, then went to see 'Purple Zeppelin' at Cranleigh – our friend Nige is the singer. It was loud!
View from the hotel window |
Why the blue fish? |
Liberation statue by Philip Jackson |
We took 'le Petit Train' to St Aubin ... |
... where the tide was out |
Dil on the beach by the hotel |
The lighthouse at Corbière |
We visited Gorey and its castle |
Jo climbed the many steps ... |
... and got this view of the town |
The family tree |
A yellow phone box |
NZ cider in Jersey! |
but also Liberation Ale |
The musical clock |
One of many towers |
A char-a banc for touring |
Entrance to the War Tunnels |
A 'urine circle' to test health! |
Back on the boat for home |
We've enjoyed hosting Ruth and Claire, here from the Chicago area. In their just-over-a-week with us we've taken them on walks, to our Folk Club, to pubs, made local visits to Chawton and (with a white-knuckle ride on the top deck of a bus) to Winchester; then travelled to stay in Hastings visiting Sissinghurst, Dungeness, Rye and Hever Castle while there. And the weather was excellent. We've all had a wonderful time. Can't wait for them to come again.
We cancelled the Hindhead Dramatic Walk today. The weather forecast hadn't been too bad, but after we'd already set up the gazebo and laid out the costumes the heavens opened and the gazebo started to leak. Then the rain stopped and the sun came out, but those with gizmos on their phones saw more storms approaching, so we took the pragmatic decision to pack up and cancel the dramatics.
However seven prospective walkers had turned up, so I implemented Plan B and took them (along with James & Fi) for a walk myself, with just my chat instead of dramatic action. It started off beautifully sunny, and I began to wonder if we shouldn’t have cancelled – then halfway round the heavens opened, so I was happy we’d made the decision. The thunder roared at just about the point when we’d have murdered the sailor – quite appropriate. Anyway, the punters seemed to have enjoyed it, so job done – and I returned home for a complete change of clothing!
The French coach arriving |
Cuttiing the ribbon on Corné Corner |
![]() Everyone (except me and Dil!) after dinner/dance |
We did an open-top bus tour ... |
... which included a ride on a little road train |
View through an arch to the Cathedral |
Is this the post to Amarillo? |
![]() Centenary Banner by Gerald Whittaker |
![]() The Stage with Foresters Banner |
![]() Gardeners Question Time in the Marquee |
![]() Me as René Artois in the evening |
I had a day of eye tests at the Royal Surrey Hospital today to see if I qualify for a European 'blind' (sic) trial between two different procudures for cataracts and glaucoma. It all depended on the pressures, and apparently I just squeezed in – so now I await the call for surgery.
We ran a Spring Fair in the village hall along the lines of
our annual Christmas Fair – and it was a success.
We had rather given up on Spring fairs some years ago when they were
poorly attended, but this time it was the week before Easter (which was
late this year) and we were lucky with the weather. Shall we do one
next year when Easter is earlier? Not sure.
We ran the first Folk Club in our local pub (the Arford Crown) for many, many years, and it went well. We now plan for it to be on the first Wednesday of each month. Come all ye!
To the eye clinic today for my annual check – they have offered to put me on a European randomised trial for combined glaucoma/cataract surgery. But first I must have more tests to check I'm a suitable subject. Watch this space!
Up to Mansfield Woodhouse in the Mini – our first long trip in
it – to visit Pam & Stu for a long weekend.
While there we went to see Mr Straw's House in Worksop and Bolsover
Castle, neither of which we'd visited before.
4 March 2025Our wedding anniversary. Our good friends the Farnluchers had given us a voucher for a posh lunch in London, so we took the train up to Waterloo and wended our way by bus across to the Liverpool St area (new territory for us) and walked down Catherine Wheel Alley (so narrow you have to go single-file) to find the London Steakhouse. It was a lovely long, relaxed meal – and we beat the rush hour coming back on the train. |
13 February 2025Zak (see photo of band below) has just passed his driving test, and to celebrate he drove me to Southsea to visit the D-Day Museum which we'd both wanted to do in the past. An interesting place altogether, but the pièce de resistance is the Tank Landing Craft outside – not a replica, the real thing with real tanks on it. If it hadn't been such a cold day we'd have spent more time looking round it, but we soon sought sanctuary in the warmth of the indoor displays. |
10 February 2025Our affair with a Citroen C3 Aircross was short-lived,
in fact it lasted just 5 months. Dil couldn't get on with it and it was
a bit of a disappointment after having had two C3s before and enjoyed
them. So it's back to Blighty with a Mini (OK, so I do know they're
really BMWs these days!) and an automatic at that. We're quickly
learning to control that left foot, always having gear shift before
this. |
18 & 23 January 2025The year started as ever with the village pantomime – this year our Cinderella script getting another airing. I played bass in the band (as well as directing and prompting) and Dil was the Fairy Godmother (as well as being responsible for costuming and choreography). It went well (see pictues here) although on the second weekend Cinderella lost her voice completely and had a satnd-in reading her lines from the side of the stage! |