In hospital

 Had a real shock this morning which resulted in a call to 111 and being told to go straight to A+E (Hereford).  I am being kept in, don't know how long, but the blood thinners have done a particular problem no good - didn't know I had it in fact.  Some positive thoughts wouldn't go amiss. Hoping I can update you on my phone even when Gabby's not here!  See you all soon, I hope.

Family near and far in time and place

 

I bought just a handful of things yesterday.  This really appealed to me and I paid £15 for it - more than I wanted to pay but she wouldn't haggle.  Her loss - if she'd dropped to £10 there were a couple more I'd have bought, including a lovely watercolour of Lower Brockhampton Manor and gatehouse.  Ah well.  Now I have to try and find a frame for it in the charity shops.

I had a VERY frugal shop today, sticking to my short list.  Lidl was £23, which included back bacon and chicken breasts, onions, biscuits to go with cheese, small zip-lock bags, butter, fizzy mineral water etc.  I needed a bath mat from Tesco (slipped and bruised my arm the other day, and Rosie needs one if she is to have a bath here).  A pack of reduced pork mince which I will make meatballs from and freeze.  Two cheap for all the wrong reasons Miss Molly chocolate eclairs (79p) as a treat, a small multi-seed wholemeal loaf and some fizzy pop.  £18.  Since Tam is booking my middle week in NZ accommodation and travel this week, I need to keep my current account as high as I can as a chunk of my savings is going out and I need to pay all my bills from my current account.  Tea tonight is bacon, baked beans which need using up and a spud made into home-made oven chips. ('twas very boring!)  Pork meatballs tomorrow.

The Giraffe I bought yesterday, and the lovely little model of Ledbury Market Building which is just in shot.  Both £10 each.  I kept it cheap and light as dragging the camping trolley through the long grass, even without a great deal in it, was very hot and tiring work.  

It feels like Autumn here today.  I have belatedly taken quilts off the sofa and put them in the wash.  We are having short showers now and again but should have them dry by tonight.  My Anthisan cream has arrived (thankyou Amazon Prime) and is helping the bites.  

I found 3 books on Co-op's charity book table and bought them for winter reading - yeah I know, like I NEED more books don't I?!  Another Ken Follet doorstop - The Evening and the Morning; and two new-to-me Kate Shackleton mysteries - A Death in the Dales and Murder in the Afternoon.  Nice light reading in those anyway.

I have been researching one of the items I bought yesterday, which was a German 1920ish wooden horse and cart.  He's lost the end of his nose decades ago - Keith could have repaired him easily - but is very unusual and I can find nothing like him.

I've just been out in Keith's workshop and found a bit of wood exactly the right thickness and with a rounded nose shape.  I think Keith must have sent it my way! It needs trimming to size though so I will make a template and see if my neighbour can do that for me.

I thought I would need a nap when I got back yesterday but a post on the IoM family history page involved Keith's ancestors, so within minutes I was searching for my notes, and checking out the whys and wherefores and within half an hour, another rellie hove into view!  Wonderful stuff, and we are keeping in touch.  

Next month one of my Hampshire cousins and her husband are coming to our part of Wales (Rhayader) and are taking me/us out for a meal.  They want to meet little Rosie again (and of course, Tamzin).

Now it's time to sit down and work on the quilt back.  Enjoy your evening/day.

I nearly lost the will to live!

 . . . From Willersley onwards I had the rising sun in my eyes and had to wear sunglasses, but that wasn't ideal as the roads were still quite shady on bends/under trees.  It made for a tiring drive.

Then, it was SO hot at Malvern.  I walked round for an hour or so and had to go back to the car to change into the skirt and thin top I'd bought with me, and change trainers for thin daps.  I was not the most stylishly dressed person there, but I was cooler and hopefully no-one saw my striptease in the car . . .  

I have to say I just couldn't be bothered today.  There quite a few stalls like this one - a mixture of whatever they could lay their hands on. The square bowl was quite nice, but I have SO much from past years which needs shifting.   This was one of the better stalls.  There was a lot of rubbishy stuff along with some over-priced nicer items.

I was trying to show the complete mixture of stuff which is on offer.  House clearance here.

Turkish dough boards, but nothing took my eye today.

Same stall - lots of amphora type earthenware containers.

Quilts, but not for me . . .  Now quickly scroll past the next two photos if you don't like taxidermy, especially as there is a two-headed lamb in the first photo.

 

Sorry, that's it for photos.  I just couldn't be bothered.  I missed a chunk of the outside stalls once it got hot (23 or so deg, rising and it feels hotter as the showground is in a natural amphitheatre).  

I didn't bother with the Avon Hall - Bargain Hunt were apparently filming and probably in there as I didn't see them outside or in the sheds.  I went to see a couple of friends in the sheds, for a natter, and a lovely hug from Simon.  (Don't worry, I'm nearly old enough to be his mum).  He is always VERY positive (he is a widower) and has really helped me through the last year or so.

Then, absolutely sick of the sight of antiques - or rather, second hand STUFF in many cases - I left and was driving away by 10 a.m.  It was Carnival Day in Ledbury, so I couldn't get my groceries from Tesco nor could I visit Ledbury Church again (think it was holding a service anyway, and I went to our local church service yesterday.  One in a week is enough!)  

I was too hot to even walk the other side of the pylon to get a better view without wires in it . . .

Would you believe I got bitten 3 more times in the night (judging from positions on trips to the bathroom) and 3 more times at Malvern.  I itch everywhere and am heartily SICK of it.  Several other people said the same thing, never known bitey things so bad.  It is meant to pour with rain tomorrow - hooray - I hope it drowns them all!

I didn't spend much, didn't buy much, but in retrospect it was good to be out.  Off for a cool bath now in the hope that soap and water will ease the bites.

A leisurely day

 And would you believe, I ended up covered in yet MORE bites.  I am really fed up with this - never been bitten to pieces like this before.  Thinking back, it may have been when I lifted up a pile of cut back stems which I had left on the lawn, and carried it to chuck on the compost heap in the back triangle.  Though I had some on the back of my legs and around my VPL too . . .  This, despite having sprayed myself with Avon Skin so Soft earlier (and that is given to Marines on Jungle Patrol as it works)!  Clearly I didn't spray enough.  I shall stay indoors today though there is SO much in the garden which needs doing.

I had a letter from my Dorset friend Danette and decided to sit down and write a reply straight away - writing rather than typing as I usually do.  It was therapeutic sitting outside at the patio set and listening to the gentle sounds of country life.

Then I went foraging for blackberries and to see where the best haul of Sloes were when it's time to pick them.  I got jut under two pounds of blackberries and added the last of last year's blackberries from the freezer, and two windfall cooking apples from Pam's tree, and have had the jelly bag set up overnight for Bramble Jelly.  Some of the nicest ones are from the brambles growing through my Rhododendron bushes at the back of the garden, so I didn't have to go far for those.

So that will be my first job after breakfast.  My other friend Pam gave me some more jam jars this week, so I shan't run out in a hurry.  Then I shall bake some Manderin Orange Muffins.  I need a couple to take for breakfast/lunch at Malvern tomorrow.

It made 4 jars - you can just see the smaller one at the back.  I used some jam sugar, topped up with granulated, and brought it slowly to the boil, by which time, when I stirred it, it was already flaking off the spoon so I got it in the jars in record time! I'd cooked it up yesterday with the juice of a lemon, so that probably made the difference.

Late afternoon I began to get this sorted out, starting to make the templates for the various components.  That wall is going to take some doing! There are some lovely patterned fabrics to use though, and it will make a nice addition to my half landing of things I have x-stitched (and ones that Gay did as well, as gifts).

You can't see the tents very clearly, but lots of people staying on the showground for the Big Truck Festival this weekend.  Not something I will be going to!

Enjoy the Bank Holiday weekend all.

Catching up with friends

 

It was my friend Pam's birthday yesterday.  I drove down to Carmarthenshire to see her today, and take a card and a gift and some flowers.  I stayed for lunch with her and her husband, and we had a lovely catch-up and put the world to rights.

I stopped at the Post Office to get a drink, and a couple of my quilting pals were in there (one is a regular volunteer on the PO side) and so we had a lovely chat too.  Not long until the group starts up again next month.

The countryside is looking autumnal - already trees are changing colour, especially the ones on banks and at the edges of dry verges.  The countryside looks so parched and the hills are all dun, with bracken already turning gold or brown.  We will certainly remember 2025 for its Californian sunshine from April until ???  No sign of my Swallows again, and a friend up the lane has said the same.  The first (and only?) nest of House Martins have fledged and are on the wing.  That happened a couple of days ago and what a joy it was to see them flying in loops, dizzy with the joy of flying.

The insects are still VERY busy - my holly and shrub-with-tiny-pink-flowers was thrumming with them this afternoon, including several burly Hornets, minding their own business and hunting for food amongst the other insects there.

I am having an Outlander evening tonight, as there are two more Blood of my Blood episodes for me to catch up on.

Have a lovely weekend, all, and Sarah - I am thinking of you and S.  (((HUGS)))

Quick note for Billy Blue Eyes on the Wind Farm debacle

 Forest Fields are very involved with fighting this windfarm plan, and have a GoFundMe page.  I don't know if you are on Facebook, but this is their recent SOS.  Which pretty well sums up the situation.  I can see it already done and dusted before it goes any further because the Welsh Govt have pledged their pensions to fund it . . . :

Lighting the Beacons, our call for aid!

For 35 years we’ve built this place from the ground up. Family, friends, guests, and neighbours have poured heart and soul into turning a quiet valley into a living, welcoming landscape of lakes, woodlands, footpaths, and gathering spaces. Many of you have camped here, walked here, learned here, and found calm here. This valley matters to us and to you.

What’s happening

A large, industrial-scale energy and transmission scheme is being pushed onto our landscape. We are not against renewable energy, we are against badly sited, badly designed, top‑down projects that put private profit over place, ecology, and community. What’s proposed would bring oversized infrastructure, roads, heavy vehicles, pylons and substations into a fragile upland ecosystem and a working farmed valley.

We have tried to collapse this threat through reason and dialogue. After two long years of behind‑the‑scenes work (research, meetings, letters, and challenges) we are now being drawn into a legal battle none of us wanted or asked for. Meanwhile, the project grows more entrenched.

What’s at risk

* Habitats, soils, peat, watercourses, and the species that rely on them.

* The hydrology of the valley - springs, bogs, wetlands and hilltop seeps that feed our rivers.

* Farming livelihoods and the working rhythms of a rural community.

* Heritage, access, and the character of a landscape that thousands of families love.

Why this is wrong

This is green energy done badly - the same traits that got society into this mess dressed up as a virtue. Real climate action demands consent, good science, sound siting, proportionate scale, and honest partnership with local people. We believe this scheme fails those tests.

How we’ve fought so far

For two years we have:

* Commissioned and gathered evidence, asked hard questions, and challenged weak claims.

* Pushed for transparent consultation and community consent.

* Stood firm on access where appropriate and within our rights.

* Worked to protect wildlife, water, and working land.

We’ve done all we can with our own time and resources. To protect this place properly, we now need help.

What we’re raising funds for

Your support will fund proper legal, ecological, hydrological, and ethical action to defend the valley:

* Specialist legal counsel & representation in planning and property law.

* Independent ecological surveys (birds, bats, habitats) and expert testimony.

* Hydrological studies to assess water impacts and safeguard aquifers, springs, bogs and rivers.

* Planning, landscape and heritage experts to test claims and present better alternatives.

* Community engagement & transparency, including public briefings and open data.

* Accountability: clear, regular updates on spending and progress.

Our principles

* We support renewables done right: the right technology, in the right places, at the right scale, with community benefit and consent.

* We refuse corporate land‑grabs dressed as green solutions.

* We will act with integrity

What you can do now

We believe together we are stronger. Please help in whatever way you can. We know it's not an easy time, and you may change everything just by having a conversation with us, or making a suggestion.

1. Donate today to our GoFundMe so we can retain experts and act fast: ((link))

2. Share this appeal with friends, family, groups, and networks.

3. Introduce us to legal, ecological, hydrological, and planning specialists who can help.

We will not be crushed

We will rise above this. We will not be crushed under the weight of a corporate land‑grab. This landscape is more than lines on a map; it is a living place, a home and we intend to keep it that way.

This has sat like a knot in our stomach over the last few years, and we've done our best to put it behind us and keep the tone positive, your kind words and visits mean more to us than you'll ever realise! Thank you for everything you bring to this place.

With genuine gratitude for all we've shared. We might not be everybody's cup of tea, but we know so many of you ‘get it’

The Fforest Fields family

https://www.gofundme.com/f/the-land-protection-trust

I wouldn't trust them as far as I could throw them . . .

The energy company that is.  We had our meeting at the local village hall and it was good to see our Community so strongly supported, despite the fact that it was a last-minute thing.  We had been trying to arrange a meeting since May, but emails appeared to have "been lost".  Finally, a week before the meeting, they could fit it in but of course, farmers are busy people and can't just drop everything. In the event, by the time we got there they announced that initial plans had been passed and so of course, we no longer had any say in the matter.  Various members of our community took them to task and to say that the overall feeling in the room was hostile was an understatement.  People really spoke their piece and downright told them how we all felt.  They seemed to think that although delays on roads whilst the infrastructure was moved into place were "inevitable", they had not really looked at the viability of those very roads, with overhanging trees, volume of traffic on the more major roads and use of single track roads in this area.  

Now I am able to look at the Project Documentation, it looks like a wrecking bar will be taken to our stunningly beautiful landscape, and they clearly have no respect for nature or beauty, in the name of "progress".  Under "Assessing Significance" of landscape and visual effects, we come under "skylines that are highly visible over large areas or exert a large influence over landscape character."  The proposed area IS "visible from nationally designated landscapes" - e.g. the Brecon Beacons, and is "particularly tranquil, wild; spiritual; attractive; peaceful" with "low levels of light pollution/experiences dark skies".    This is an area where Curlews and many other wild birds nest and considering a local farmer said he had been told he could not plant trees because they would affect Curlews nesting in the area, what the hell do they think a 200 metre high forest of wind turbines are going to do?  

Needless to say, the documentation is split into so many parts and hedged about with so many points and words that it is difficult to boil it down to an erudite conclusion.  I will quote from an expression used to describe its impact on the landscape from any of the higher points here about (road use as well as from a farming or tourism point of view): Major (significant).  They reluctantly agreed to considering to read an e-mail about what the community feels about this industrialisation of our beautiful landscape, but I feel it's a waste of time as they aren't going to alter anything that is going to benefit them financially.  It was interesting to see the speed at least one of them departed the room at the end of the meeting - greyhound out of a trap just about summed up his departure.

But on to happier things.  All my girls were here yesterday, though Rosie is just starting a cold (with a nasty sore throat by the sound of things) so hoping we don't get THAT particular bug.  Gabby is off on holiday to Mexico in a fortnight and I am off to Malvern Flea on the Bank Holiday weekend . . .  Rosie is learning to swim at the moment - the very earliest stages - and seems to love it.  Other granny takes her in, and Tam went along to watch yesterday.  The teacher said she thought Rosie had been coming ever since she was a baby, not just starting!  I am about to get her a Montessori Busy Board, which has all sorts of learning challenges to help with hand-eye co-ordination and cognative skills.  It should keep her quiet for ages (Tam would be glad of that!)  She was even singing bits of Nursery Rhymes with us yesterday, bless her :)

It was lovely to see them, and we sorted out my plan of action for the middle week in New Zealand.  As I looked up each place on the computer, it was SO beautiful that tears came to my eyes.  I can't believe that I am going to experience this all first hand, and not just via a photo.  Holidays for me were non-existent when I was growing up, as money was tight.  We just went for days out, often in the New Forest, but with one pay-to-get-in type outing to the Zoo (twice) and Longleat (once) etc.  When married to my first husband, my holidays were a week spent instructing at Pony Club Camp each summer.  We never went away.  With Keith, we were doing up Ynyswen and money even tighter, and when we did have some money, we always camped or stayed with friends or family, and it was in the UK, not abroad.  I did suggest to Keith that we went abroad, but he wasn't interested (but then he had done lots of travelling when in the Army).  

Now, finally, I have some money I am going to dip into to travel whilst I still can, and NZ truly will be the holiday of a lifetime.  I worry about leaving the cats, but they will be fed and visited twice a day and I'll see if Tam can come across at weekends.  

I am still feeling tired after a busy week with my friend here, but will potter around today and it is finally cool enough to do some tidying up in the garden - 12 deg. right now, though it will warm up later.  

Learning - and another look at Welsh history

 Learning is something we do (or should do) throughout our lives.    Though when I happen to look at my dissertation on occasion, I always think, was I really clever enough to research and write that?!  I have certainly let things slip on the academic learning front, but a chance comment on an old (2014) post of mine about Gwyddno Garanhir and Cantre'r Gwaelod has led me down a rabbit hole where Taliesin and the Welsh Mabinogi have Irish roots.  Although Irish Medieval history is a mystery to me (as is much of Welsh Medieval history, since prehistory was my chosen subject at Uni when I read Archaeology), it is always good to learn and to stretch ones thinking processes again.  I have just spent an hour reading and trying to digest a very interesting paper about the religious - and other - influences on what the Welsh have always considered to be their cultural heritage.  It will take several more readings to get a better understanding, as I familiarize myself with the Irish landscape and placenames, as well as patronomics and the ecclesiastical history of Ireland.  It rankles a little to think that Cantrae'r Gwaelod may not/probably didn't exist and that Gwyddno Garanhir was Irish though! Yet at Uni the first thing we were taught was not to bring our own beliefs/baggage to the table or to start with the conclusion of an essay and then make everything else fit.  We had to keep an open mind - I guess having spent half my life living in Wales, it is hard to step back from what I have learned thus far.   Gosh, it is so well researched and written and clearly by a more educated mind than mine!

I am about to get ready to go to a talk/discussion about Bute Energy and what they propose to do to our beautiful landscape, by way of gigantic wind turbines and pylons marching across Builth fields, within sight of us all.  I know - beware of bringing baggage to the table but I am NOT open minded on this and like many others, we do NOT support it.

My other learning today was how to take out an old bulky pocket in a pair of velvet trousers (Tam's) and to replace it with more suitable fabric.  Let's hope my efforts look ok when worn . . .  It was a job I'd never done before.

Finally, the front of the house now all blue where it should be.  I need to crack on with it again tomorrow.

Berrington Hall

 

Beautiful Shropshire countryside (near Ludlow).  Taken from the house.

After the hall, this is the first room you enter, with its beautiful fireplace.  The architect employed, Henry Holland, used a version of Neo-Classical design in this Georgian house.

What a beautiful ceiling.

A nod to the Greeks and Romans with the Doric capitals in this room and a lovely shell-like arch above.

Such a good painting and a wonderful likeness, I would imagine.

The cupola sent light flooding into the centre of the house.

Whilst there is this painting of him, one of his wife has not come to light.

One of many intricate Corinthian capitals throughout the house.

We had fun in the Dressing (Up) Room . . . My friend Gay modelling a hat.

I should have done a close up of the pillows with a big black furry (pretend) spider!

Just in case you wondered how they managed with a big dress like that . . .

That dress again!

We ended with a walk inside the walled garden, with its wonderful orchards of ancient heritage apples.

It was another hot day.  We did try to find Pipe Aston church, but made the mistake of trying to put Orleton into the mix as well, and ended up driving round in a circle, so gave up and came home.  Just too hot to be exploring.

We stopped in Pembridge so Gay could take photos, and I picked some Elderberries, which are now in the freezer and will be made into something on a cooler day.

Today (it is now 1.30 a.m. on Monday morning and I can't sleep) I am off to babysit Rosie for the afternoon, then Gay goes home tomorrow.