Easter can be competitive.
Smith Towers celebrates Julius winning 2nd prize in his school’s art competition. The Magic Bunny was on hand to present the prize, unfortunately Mummy had already eaten it and as the eggs were hard boiled it looks like Nan’s 95% chocolate is going to have to come into play.
Arabella Dorman – Suspended Re-Visited
Good Friday is a sombre day in the Church Calendar and perhaps a good time to reflect on people’s suffering. Whether you believe in the Jesus story or not, crucifixion was a barbaric punishment used at the time and you could be sentenced just for just having a belief. Having previously visited Canterbury Cathedral to view the Arabella Dorman sculpture ‘Suspended’, images of which have very much stayed with me, prompting a second visit.
On this second visit I spent time looking deeper into the sculpture and its revealing content. A baby’s bootie, a child’s trainer, a little girl’s glittery dancing shoe and endless frivolous t-shirts all every day trappings we take for granted. Found on the shores of Lesbos you hope their owners survived the waves and their respective onward journeys. Part of the installation is an interactive wall, where you are encouraged to touch the clothes and contemplate their previous owner’s future; a Disney hat, teddy balloon t-shirt, fun pieces of clothing caught up in a human tragedy.
Eric and Colin’s Thursday Jaunt
Today we returned to the Turner Contemporary at Margate this time to see Journeys with ‘The Waste Land’ marketed as a visual response to T. S. Eliot’s poem. Various pieces of art were selected by a local group not of the poem but of its sentiment. The works were very diverse in subject and medium, thought provoking and I also found some of them quite emotional and sad. Now I’m home and writing about it I’m being drawn back to it.
Well worth a visit if you’re in East Kent.
Its Easter, look out for those pesky Romans.
St Stephen’s School had a Roman day, which made one young lady very busy but she still had time to help her Nan with the Easter Branch decoration. Please note no little chicks were harmed in the operation and surprisingly no chocolate consumed.
I wonder if the school explained the nuances of the role the Romans had in the Easter Story?
Smith Towers is on Easter countdown
The Baggy Greens or the Shabby Bunch?
Perhaps, Australian Cricketers need reminding these are games and not wars and they’re to be enjoyed if not savoured. If cheating is endemic at the top flight of Australian Cricket, which may have provided them with many trophies but in actual fact they would have won none.
The current Mrs Smith is a richer Lady after the weekend.
With the Government concerned about habitual gambling the family are now wondering if the current Mrs Smith has been bitten buy the bug. For more years than we care to remember she has had an annual £10 bet with her son on a Cambridge win in the Oxford and Cambridge Boat Race. She was so excited with Oxford being trounced by Cambridge and taking his £10 note; we may have to keep our eye on her. Grand National next big sporting event, look out guys.
Allourlives Sunday Quiz
The answer to last weeks quiz was South Foreland Lighthouse, St Margaret’s Bay, Dover.
Hilltop Easter Fair
Easter Bunny I can understand but an Easter Harry P? I’m not convinced.
Look out Hilary this heralds the start of that full on summer gardening work.
Harmony Day 2018
Yesterday was Harmony Day in Australia, which celebrates their cultural diversity as a nation. It’s all about inclusiveness, respect and a sense of belonging for everyone. With some parts of the World in a state trauma, displaced people on the move and outdated prejudices it seems a very good idea. As a starting place perhaps HARMONY in the home, which might just creep out beyond.
(East Kent Regiment)
1880 – 1918
Today we remember Frank Smith (Granddad) who died 100 years ago on 21 March 1918, Age 38. He was the Granddad (Frank) none of us Grandchildren ever knew; neither did his youngest son, Leslie. As a farm worker he most probably didn’t have to go to war but volunteered, as did many men. Although we never knew him he was often talked about but as young children we didn’t take onboard all the nuances of the situation or the past. At 38 with a wife (Edith) and six children and with another baby on the way he was too young to be taken and made for a sad state of affairs.
This one soldier was one of thousands but the tragedy was bigger than just another death. The impact on the family was bad enough while he was alive and serving his country but in death and with his body not being found the family were in the wilderness. Letters to Edith and family uncover the difficulties once on active service and in the trenches in France. It seems he was paid but in what format is the question, as money didn’t appear to get to his wife who eventually had seven children to support. The situation created some very moving correspondence between Frank and Edith and also the eldest Daughter.
Following Frank’s death on the 21st March 1918 what unfolds, I presume was the norm for the day, but to me now it was shocking. April 1st Edith writes to Frank asking if he is okay, as she hadn’t heard from him. On the 23rd June Edith receives a letter from an unknown lady, whose husband had seen Frank killed by a sniper and asked his wife to let Edith know. In subsequent correspondence she said to Edith, ‘how do they expect you to live on nothing’? Edith was eventually notified officially on the 8th October that the unofficial record of Frank’s death had now been accepted for official purposes. That’s 201 days after his death and a mother having to support her family with little or no money throughout that period.
The recruitment poster had Kitchener saying ‘Your Country Needs You’. I would suggest that when the victims of that war needed their country it was lacking.
Frank died in horrific circumstances and we honour his memory today but there were eight other victims that day: –
Frank (Granddad) Edith (Nana)
Leonard, Maud, Alfred, Henry, Dolly, Daisy and Leslie (Uncles and Aunties)
In the early years of our respective careers at Robert Brett and Sons we witnessed old retired Brett employee’s who congregated on a bench in Wincheap. No woman or bloke for that matter was safe from their banter. We would joke ‘that will be us one day’ but the bench disappeared so it never happened. Add MND into the mix and for the last six months Eric has organised our jaunts on a weekly basis. Now we are those old men but we’re mobile and causing confusion and havoc everywhere we go. Yesterday, because of the Mini Beast from the East we stayed local to visit the exhibition of illustrations of Roald Dahl’s books at the Beaney in Canterbury.
So far so good, but then I get into the lift and no matter how hard I pushed the button it wouldn’t travel beyond the mezzanine floor. Fortunately Eric who suffers from Claustrophobia walked the stairs and found a person, only to be told ‘closed on Mondays’. Instantaneously metamorphosing from two confused old codgers to two grumpy old men. Thank goodness the coffee shop was open. Next time maybe, next time?
Talking of grumpy old men, its J.W’s birthday, if only he looked this young today.
Happy Birthday John.
At last we can report the Hong Kong puzzle has been completed, well done to the Current Mrs Smith ably assisted by Louise and Erin proving that woman power will overcome. This breaks new ground at Smith Towers having been started 3 years ago at Twyman’s Lodge, abandoned and then restarted on Boxing Day 2017 it has taken 81 days. I guess this wouldn’t work on the Generation Game.
Allourlives Sunday Quiz
Last weeks quiz was the Lifeguard Hut Tankerton Slopes
No sooner has the Adelaide Festival faded into memory the suburb of Blackwood opens its doors to a local artist exhibition. Both Galvin Girls were there, Ruthy capturing the moment with her trusty Brownie, while supporting her big little sister, Jill who was exhibiting. Jill is a very accomplished artist particularly specialising in flora, fungi, lichen and birds with exquisite fine detail.
The Galvin Girls arrived in Australia in 1958 as £10 Poms and after several weeks of pampering on the P & O Stratheden were dumped into the Bradfield Park Migrant Hostel in Sydney. Basic doesn’t cover the half of it as it was a Nissen Hut with little or no privacy and only a wood stove to cook on. However, they all made it through and from such beginnings great friendships can and do grow. This was proven with Jill’s friend Ann who she befriended at that place some 60 years ago who had come over from Sydney to support her. I love a good backstory, thanks to Ruthy for providing the details.
Yesterday and the Eric and Colin Jaunt stayed local but what a moving morning it proved to be. The venue was Canterbury Cathedral and Eric had arranged for us to park the car in the precincts so we had easy access.
Having read about the Arabella Dorman Sculpture, ‘Suspended’ it didn’t prepare me for the statement it makes and the affect it would have on me. Eric saw in it people fleeing I saw people drowning and I suppose it was both. With clothes picked up off the shore on the Greek island of Lesbos and from the Jungle camp in Calais it gave an insight into the magnitude of the problem and of human suffering.
Seven years on and the Syrian war is perhaps coming to an end but in horrific circumstances, man’s ability to inflict such carnage on his fellow man, appals. Mixed up with the people fleeing such horrors from Syria and elsewhere are people being trafficked (a subject I will return to at a later date) into slavery into this country 185 years after being abolished in the UK. As Kent is part of this highway it is fitting for ‘Suspended’ being displayed in our Cathedral. I would encourage everyone to visit the Cathedral and reflect on its message and the wider picture.
I’ve had plenty to say about large pharmaceutical companies doing more in respect research into certain diseases and perhaps pooling research/resources. It was therefore interesting to see Johnson and Johnson with a children focused Band Aid product, not particularly important in its self but wonderful to help take the trauma out of trauma for little ones.
Every journey starts with a single step.
Adelaide City of Festivals certainly lived up to its name culminating with its festival of light. Ruthy was out with her camera and perhaps captured the moment with this image of Muriel Matters. Recently some of my blogs have been concern and support for women therefore it was poignant that the image records women’s struggle with suffrage 100 years on from women getting the vote on the same terms as men here and links Australia and Great Britain in that quest. Click on the link to read about Muriel Matters
It’s all bananas in Shri Lanka, which if you’re a little elephant and you also have a bit of water to splash about in, it’s most probably as much as you want. Family member, Georgia currently touring stopped off to lend a hand at an Elephant Sanctuary. Well done Georgia all credit to you, travelling but making a difference, your stature can only grow and grow. Thanks for sharing your experiences enabling us to travel with you, I look forward to further travels with you, albeit virtual.
Last week after snow delay, schools caught up with World Book Day, which had children dressing up as their favourite characters. Two of the Smith Towers grandchildren entered into the spirit of the event. One dressed as Hermione Granger and the other rose from the ashes as the Phoenix both from Harry Potter, why is J K Rowling so popular? Must be because they’re good and children identify with the story line. It was once said that television would destroy the written word, I don’t think so.
Mothers day footnote: Eldest grandson was up bright and early and made his mum breakfast in bed unfortunately he had forgotten his mum was on an early shift and was already at work. Maximum points for effort, nil points for delivery.
Baywatch it’s not but where will you find this hut on a Kent shore?
To help you on your way in the 60s and 70s you might have spotted a pirate from this shore.
Last weeks quiz was the Greyfriars Bridge, which leads to the Franciscans Gardens and Greyfriars Chapel in Canterbury. If you have some spare time it’s well worth a visit.
Hard on the heels of International Woman’s Day is Mothering Sunday and it’s more than just about buying a present, it’s a time to nurture, cherish and respect all women. We all know and agree about equality but there’s a bigger picture and one that all men should understand and appreciate because being male in comparison is relatively easy.
- A woman has a menstrual cycle, which comes with monthly hormone changes, some will struggle each month others not
- A woman during the nine months of pregnancy will experience a massive hormone change, which can lead to some debilitating conditions
- A woman has to carry that baby from a foetus through to a complete little person
- A woman gives birth, which having witnessed it is a complete miracle but oh what an effort is required to allow baby to make the journey
- A woman, having gone through the massive hormone change during pregnancy has to cope with the swing back the other way
- A woman is expected to breast feed and although a man can help with a bottle, mum has to take the lions share and keep her energy levels up
- A woman can suffer with post natal depression, which can in extreme cases be serious
- A woman in a short time after giving birth will be involved, most probably, with getting siblings to and from school
- A woman traditionally was the homemaker, juggling many balls to manage a home. Perhaps more evenly shared today? As a working mum? Well, that could deliver another 10 bullet points.
- A woman then settles down to normal life and blow me down, along comes the menopause
- Get on-board and understand the difficulties throughout pregnancy.
- Get on-board and put to one side the football match, the TV programme or a pint down the pub with your mates. Be there to give your support
- Get on-board and be prepared to take some flak if mum has post natal depression. Help her through a difficult time
- Get on-board with the children they’re your children also
- Get on-board and show her your love
- Get on-board and show you care and understand
- Get on-board and show her your respect
- Get on-board and remember it’s a partnership
- Get on-board and do the supermarket shopping
- Get on-board and hold her hand and remember why you fell in love in the first place
My message to everyone else is give MUM a lovely day and make her year special.
Earlier in the week Barbara Kingsolver was a favourite and perhaps quite profound says Ruthy with her comment on the novel in general; “people write novels to ask the big question and to look for answers in their own individual ways”. She has published some 14 books but her book ‘Flight Behaviour’ is quite special set in a run down Appalachian Farm and encompassing the migration of the Orange Monarch Butterfly woven into a complex human story. It’s well worth seeking out, as it’s a good read.
The festival once again was a complete success however one little Bush Baby, Joey was disappointed as he was only there to see his favourite author Susan Hall. When he realised she wasn’t on any list decided it was time to just chill out and waited for Mrs Roo to ring ding-ding-ding-ding.
4 Years ago today a Boeing 777, Malaysian Flight MH 370 went missing on a flight from Kuala Lumpur to Beijing with 239 souls on board. Despite the long and extensive search operation neither aircraft nor those on-board have been found. Odd bits and pieces of wreckage have washed up on East African shores but nothing significant to solve the mystery of its disappearance.
That day we were due to fly from Hong Kong to Adelaide in Australia, which concentrated our minds. 15 days later walking along Mrs Macquarie’s Road in Sydney’s Botanic Gardens we witnessed the departure of Ocean Shield as she joined the search.
One day I’m sure the aircraft will be found enabling all the questions to be answered, in the meantime may all 239 lost souls Rest in Peace.
I have worked with women all my life and some of them have been vey special, but like all mankind each and everyone was different. Of all the women I’ve worked with I couldn’t say which one was best because different eras required different skills. Certainly women should be treated equally and not taken advantage of or abused, nor should any male of the species for that matter. I thought about posing the question of who are/were the most important women and realised it’s a question with no definitive answer or a list that would be just too long.
So tomorrow lets celebrate all women and particularly take care of the young. Not getting equal pay for equal work is just plain wrong. For the wealthy and powerful to take advantage of any person is unacceptable. With FGM and the mutilation of young women we are dealing with a heinous crime, strangely, often carried out by women. Cutting young girls for no clinical/medical reason, often in unsterile environments is as unnecessary as it is wicked. The slogans ♯PressforProgress, ♯MeToo and ♯TimesUp are all good but perhaps we should also focus on ♯EndFGM.
In our celebrations of women we might just give a boost to that one thing that will eventually eradicate all malpractices: –
education, education, education!
The current Mrs Smith and I are avid followers of M*A*S*H and have just started round again with Series 1. Made in the time of the Vietnam War it was a reflection of it but set in the Korean War period. Its message is equally relevant today.
On Saturday (3rd March) Actor David Ogden Stiers died at the age of 75 after a long fight with Bladder Cancer. He played Charles Emerson Winchester the lll replacing Larry Linville (Frank Burns) in the series. Winchester was everything Burns was not, a role he made his own.
M*A*S*H lives on forever or so it would seem as will Charles Emerson Winchester the lll. Rest in peace David Ogden Stiers.
The one that particularly interested me was Australian Journalist John Lyons, who had covered the Middle East and the Israel/Palestine issue for a number of years. His memoir, Balcony Over Jerusalem, deals with the difficulty of reporting the truth as you see it and then your editor/s and others suppressing your despatches. Nothing like a free press or is there no free press?
Recently on this site talking about the Vietnam War and Julian Pettifer and Walter Cronkite upsetting the USA Military with the truth and the latter helping to change a Presidential candidate by his broadcasts. It does however prove you can’t bury the truth forever in a free society.
Where is this tranquil urban spot in Kent?
To help you on your way it might lead you to St Francis of Assisi
The answer to last Sundays quiz was Folkestone Harbour. It showed the remnants of the old vehicle ferry berth and the give away was the railway viaduct in the background. The quay is now being regenerated and is becoming a vibrant culture of leisure, with live music and various restaurants and bars to enjoy.
Now the Current Mrs Smith is renown for her baking but even she can have the occasional failure. Gluten Free Biscuits made with sweet potatoes appear to have a very short shelf life. Her loss is these two little guys’ gain.
So what do you do when you can’t go on your weekly jaunt?
Yesterday the children had a snow day and we enjoyed a beautiful sunset, so there were some winners. If you were a Song Thrush you might have a different view.
No Eric and Colin jaunt today, have taken the advice and put a log on the fire and are observing from the inside.