Thursday 29 April 2021
Monday 26 April 2021
For the last year or more we have been sensible and holed up, having everything delivered and half-scared of our own shadows - Project Fear worked very efficiently. Not to say that we didn't carry on as normal going out for walks and whatever, but the notion of going to a car boot sale last summer didn't appeal to me, since I had to Shield, being Clinically Vulnerable. (Giving someone a distinction like that is guaranteed to put the wind up you.)
In recent weeks I have stopped having an Asda delivery and instead chosen to shop in Llandod (Llandrindod Wells) about 7 miles away. There is an Aldi there, and a big Tesco. I feel more comfortable in the Tesco as the Aldi shop feels crowded and poky, but I am quickly in and out. I get odd bits we need in Builth.
Anyway, regular visitors to my blog may well recognize the view above as the Malvern Hills, and yesterday we walked out into the birdsong morning, climbed in the car and went to the first Malvern Fleamarket we had been to in about 18 mths. This was the result of much deliberation and discussion. We are both as protected as we are likely to get, having had both our jabs. Tam has had her first. We agreed that if it was absolutely heaving with people and didn't feel safe, we would just turn round and come out.
These animal sculptures made from oddments of wood, once the produce of skilled artists only, are obviously now being commercialized somewhat. The rows of stalls were single-sided (normally there is just a pathway about 6 foot wide between stands for you to walk along. Covid restrictions have spread everyone out and it felt safe as we walked up the middle of the new pathways, checking out stalls for anything of interest. To be honest, there were stalls with good stock on and a lot of very junky ones which looked like car booters with no-where to go who had trebled their prices because it cost then £40 for a pitch. . . The photo below gives you a better idea of the layout. I took it to try and identify the trees there, when we got back. Whitebeam possibly although the dome not compact enough, looking at online photos.
Wednesday 21 April 2021
Through the farmyard and up along the farm drive to the lane.
Masses of lovely Daffodils were still in bloom.
The first Bluebells.
We got back to find Keith planing a piece of old oak he had dug out from his useful bit of wood in one of the stable stalls. He and Tam have marked out the template for the new arm and it will be used for this.
Tuesday 20 April 2021
Well, this is the piece of furniture which brought a huge grin to my husband's face last week. We popped into a house clearance shop in town. There was nothing there of interest to us until we spotted this poor unloved settle, though the lack of an arm wasn't obvious until a big box was moved off it. Not that something like that bothered Keith . . . It's 17th C, probably Welsh and has seen better days. It looks like it may have been knocked over as the seat is split, but Keith will mend that and also the split panel on the back. Apparently the arm was taken off by the landlady's behest so it fitted into a corner . . . I would have thought that would have weakened it, so I'm not taken in by that tale. The strengthening bars between legs and seat are added later too, and the back legs are replacements spliced in - probably to replace ones weakened by woodworm.