Today we say Happy Birthday to a lovely lady
Janet Marsh née Shand is one of those special people who put themselves on the bottom rung while helping every one else. She can show Alastair Campbell a thing or two when it comes to spin, except her spin involves a wooden wheel and the wool from a sheep.
Happy Birthday Janet.
Love and Marriage
The Royal Wedding, what a lovely event with two people making a commitment to each other. Yes it was a Royal Wedding, yes there had been enormous hype but fundamentally it was two people wanting to bond in love for their futures. Marriage appears to be falling out of fashion and I don’t have an issue with that if it’s not for you, however I do very strongly advocate the institution of marriage. The anti marriage lobby would suggest it treats the woman as a chattel reinforced by having to be given away at the marriage ceremony. A modern woman doesn’t need to be given away that’s a given. Marriage for me, and it doesn’t have to be religious, is the commitment that two people make to each other out of love not by any third party pressure. If it all goes wrong down the line then that’s another matter but shouldn’t detract from the beauty of the love one for another.
Allourlives Sunday Quiz
Two part quiz this week.
Answer to last Sunday’s Quiz
Today we celebrate the Birthday of a very special Daughter, Sister, Partner, Mum and Auntie who has reached the great old age of??????? Lou Lou a very special family member who is totally selfless and all giving.
Disaster has hit the Doves
It would appear that the Magpie has won the battle and the Doves have abandoned their nest in the honeysuckle. The single egg was found on the floor but unbroken and was returned to the nest but no one has come back to incubate it. Nature can be harsh.
Eric & Colin’s Jaunt + 1
Today we were joined by James and after a late start headed off to Faversham’s Standard Quay, one of our favourite locations. It provides historic images of past times along with new businesses encompassing the historic buildings for new purposes. There’s much to enjoy food, spices, bric-a-brac, champagne bar and you can even get new tyres for your motor. If you’re the proud owner of an historic sailing barge there’s, most probably nowhere better for restoration skills. If you haven’t visited then I suggest it’s time you did. I don’t believe you will be disappointed.
Conversation started with ‘what would you like to come back as in the next life’? This then developed into being part of the food chain, which became a step too far and moved onto who would you like to invite to dinner with the following criteria: –
- 8 people with one fictitious character
- The fictitious caricature cannot sit at the table but has to have a job
- Must be politically and gender balanced
- Must include a Prime Minister
- Must include an actor/actress
- Must include an explorer
- Must include a musician
A simple task you would think but no, it became quite complex so have posed the question to return to at a later date. Any ideas?
Having a Terminal Illness is a Fight
Dame Tessa Jowell lost her fight with Cancer at the weekend and our thoughts are with her family and friends at their difficult time. I use the word fight deliberately as to live with a terminal illness is a fight, although in yesterdays Daily Telegraph it reported that the Macmillan Charity suggested we shouldn’t be told to fight cancer as it puts the patient under pressure to look strong. No one with a terminal disease should have additional pressures but terminal illness’ are usually debilitating, step by step sapping your strength and makes life continually challenging. Some treatments also bring their own additional challenges’ and fight certainly is the word. No one should be judged by how they cope with a terminal illness, as you would need to walk in their shoes to understand their particular journey. Macmillan suggested that by implying the need to fight prevents discussions about death, I would suggest although intrinsically linked they are separate issues. Being able to talk about death is more to do with the people around you rather any specific single word.
Dame Tessa Jowell showed us how to fight the disease and the wider fight for research and pharmaceutical companies to pool resources. Fight, there’s no other word for it.
48 years ago the then Miss Hilary Sackett, soon to become the currents Mrs Smith and I walked out on our first date. The location was Sandwich and we walked along the River Stour on a very pleasant May evening. A drink followed in The Admiral Owen before moving on to Westgate and St Mildred’s (Millies). A magical evening spent with a special lady and as they say the rest is history, but it’s not as we are still traveling. The lady however continues to grow and has become even more special as she soars to new heights. Her support for the family and me in particular is without compromise and we all love her.
A Tale of two Villain’s
Sitting on the patio with the paper and a coffee minding my own business suddenly there was a kerfuffle in the honeysuckle. It was between a Magpie (the villain) and a Collard Dove, the former making a speedy exit on seeing me. On further inspection I found the reason, the Dove was sitting on eggs in the most rudimentary of nests, the eggs would have made a tasty snack for the Magpie. The nest is situated in a walkway above our outside tap and only 5’ off the ground. Will it survive? Seems unlikely now the Magpie knows it’s there, Smith Tower’s is now on Dove Watch. I’ve always been anti Collard Dove as they aren’t native to the UK and have been too successful at the expense of our native Turtle Doves, but now I feel all maternal
Allourlives Sunday Quiz
Billy is always up for a challenge.
Billy saw the replica fisherman’s hut at the Samphire Hoe and went all Cape Canaveral and thought it would be a good idea to launch himself off the ground. He didn’t achieve a great height as he had forgotten his Backpack.
Christmas is coming
Eric & Colin’s Jaunt + Two
Today we were four as Andrew and James joined us. Our jaunt took us to, what was until today a secret place to me, Samphire Hoe, which is accessed off the A20 between Dover and Folkestone. The entrance is through a tunnel originally used to access the seventies site, which attempted to build a Channel Tunnel but failed when Government support was withdrawn. The site is the result of the spoils from the current tunnel and has created a lovely nature reserve, with modest but pleasant facilities. Well worth a visit, but pick a nice day as you are very much exposed to the elements. Conversations today were varied as usual, politics, religion, business, school etc. etc. It arrived at a low level when Mr Carter started to talk about the Romans not being able to conquer angry blokes in tartan skirts and referencing that to today.
Billy our Asian Correspondent was recently traveling through Copenhagen and thought he should check out ‘The Little Mermaid’; often portrayed as the most famous mermaid statue of them all and inspired by Hans Christian Andersen’s fairy tale. He found it surprisingly small and a little disappointing after such claims and suspected it must have a well-orchestrated and creative PR Department!
Days later he found himself in Folkestone, where they have their own Mermaid statue conceived as a reinterpretation of Edvard Eriksen Copenhagen sculpture. Cornelia Parker produced the Mermaid in response to a commission for the 2011 Folkestone Triennial, which also sought inspiration, this time from the story of The Sea Lady by HG Wells (a long-time resident of Folkestone). The life-size statue is of a local mother of two, Georgina Baker, now immortalised in bronze in perpetuity.
Which is best, most probably a question without an answer as it will always be in the eye of the beholder. In my mind the Cornelia Parker sculpture at Folkestone has it as a relatively small town to commission it in the first instant and then for her to produce it life size. The model being a local girl also adds to its charm and gives it the authenticity it deserves, sitting on the harbour wall with her looking out to sea.
Weather is a third to time
After a truly lovely Bank Holiday Weekend with record temperatures it was interesting to see Ian Hamilton Finlay’s words on the lighthouse at the end of the Folkestone Harbour Arm, ‘WEATHER IS A THIRD TO TIME AND PLACE’. When you’re in a Champagne Bar on a warm sunny afternoon it’s easy to forget the vagrancies’ of the sea.
The Story of the Current Mrs Smith and her Azalea
What do you do when you’ve been given an indoor Azalea plant when it’s finished flowering? You pot it on in ericaceous potting compost put it outdoors in a shaded spot and ignore it except for the occasional watering (rain water preferred if you’re in alkaline territory). You will then have the gift that keeps on giving. The Smith Towers Azalea is some 10 years old and despite the current Mrs Smith ignoring it, it continues to thrive.
Allourlives Sunday Quiz
What junction would you be at if you were joining the old A2?
Answer to last Sunday’s Quiz was the Thames Barge Repertor was moored in Faversham Creek.
It’s all about TEAMWORK at St Stephens School
I’ve always believed it’s important to share the workload, working on the premise that no one sits down until all the jobs are done enabling everybody to get some free time. Yesterday this young Lady in assembly at Canterbury’s St Stephens Junior School spoke with confidence on the subject of Teamwork. An important discipline to understand at a young age and a message worth repeating.
The gap between our first woman Prime Minister and our second was 26 years, add that time to this young lady’s age and could she be the third?
It’s not a good spring for the Bees
I have been searching for a good bee photo for weeks but with the erratic spring have not had the greatest success, eventually capturing a solitary Bumble Bee on the Oregon Grape (Berberidaceae). The old saying two swallows don’t make a summer comes to mind. A single bee certainly is a long way off either a spring or a summer.
A hint, perhaps of better climatic conditions to come, maybe?
Today we stayed in Canterbury and visited the Beaney and the exhibition of Quentin Blakes illustrations for Roald Dahl’s BFG. An interesting exhibition showing how the character developed. Unfortunately no photos of the exhibition, as photography wasn’t allowed. Outside the exhibition I did come across two interesting bedfellows, Bagpuss and Hewlett Johnson (The Red Dean). Bagpuss only woke up when Emily said the magic words and the Dean who was a firebrand all his life. Who was most important? Depends on your age and philosophy. Bagpuss’ stories we all know but if you want an excellent read then The Red Dean by John Butler is a snip at £4.99 from the Cathedral Gift Shop. A guaranteed page turner.
The Punters couldn’t take a Punt today
Monday delivered a month’s worth of rain in just one day and with low temperatures made for a miserable day. Yesterday the River Stour was at full tilt as it surged through Canterbury. The comparison of balmy summer days with the result of a late April shower for this tranquil chalk stream was significant.Tuesday 1st
King Louie escapes deportation
King Louie was a bit concerned as one of his mates had eaten his documentation and feared deportation and taken away from all his mates. Amber Rudd had been on his case with an assurance that nothing untoward would happen to him. Having initially seeing a green light Amber suddenly turned red and threw in the towel, leaving King Louie high and dry without a champion. Fortunately the Maybot was on hand and appointed the nice Mr Javid to the post of Home Secretary, he was hopeful he would be sympathetic to his situation. Then he realised it wasn’t the Home Secretary that made these decisions for Kings; it was Govey so all was well.
It’s not easy being a second generation immigrant, whatever your status.