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Wednesday, 24 February 2021
An idiots guide to an Idiot: Lockdown cakes
Lockdown cakes
I decided to cook everyone another lockdown cake this weekend. Gary requested another Moroccan Orange & Cardamom cake so I did Gary & Ellie one of those, Alec & Laura got a vegan version of the same, Olly & Laura a Spiced Honey cake and for us a gluten free walnut and date loaf.
Second time I've done this, it just seems a nice way of keeping in touch and hopefully having a nice slice of cake.
Sunday, 14 February 2021
An idiots guide to an Idiot: Practise Trenches
Practise Trenches
Sounds odd doesn't it. But in the woods near Berkhamsted there was (depending on the records you look at!) between seven and a half and thirteen miles of practise trenches dug just over one hundred years ago.
The Inns of Court Officer Training Corps established a camp at Berkhamsted in September 1914 as they had outgrown their London headquarters due to the huge influx of recruits since war was declared but a month earlier. It was a huge tented camp, in exitance until 1919 during which some 12000 officer recruits had passed through the camp, just over 2000 were killed and three were awarded the Victoria Cross:
2nd Lieutenant Jack Harrison VC 11th Bn The East Yorkshire Regiment
Captain Walter Stone VC 3rd Bn The Royal Fusiliers
Lieutenant Colonel Christopher Bushell VC,DSO 7th Bn The Queens (Royal West Surrey Regiment)
So what are practise trenches? Actually it is what it says. The troops were practising how to dig good trenches, its more than just digging a hole. There's the parapet and on the reverse side the parados, the trench itself built in a zig zag or crenelated shape. This reduced the area that shell blasts could effect. The hard digging of flint and clay being practise for what was to come. Although ironically 'The Devils Own' as they were known would be destined to be the officers overseeing the men digging trenches rather than digging themselves! There's a field just behind Berkhamsted Castle called Kitchener's Field, this was their parade ground where arms drill was carried out. Though some of the trenches were filled in there's alot left and much to my pleasure and surprise you get a good idea of what they were. Though really little more than ditches now you can easily discern shape though I couldn't tell which were the front line trenches and which were the reserve and communication trenches, basically which way they'd have been shooting if they were in France!
A good walk, well worth a visit, all socially distanced of course followed by a coffee at the take away cafe at Ashridge College.
Wednesday, 10 February 2021
An idiots guide to an Idiot: Lockdown Dinner. Afters
Lockdown Dinner. Afters
I completely forgot to come back on and blog about the lockdown dinner we had. It was a great success! The starter by Olly & Laura was a Mexican pasta soup and pudding by Gary & Ellie was a cappuccino mousse. All timings were pretty good, we all joined Olly's skype invite at the allotted time. Dress code was varied....only we dressed up! Not that anything was compulsory. It worked really well & I think all participants would do it again, the evening flew by and it was brilliant to be able to have a chat to the four of them. G&E's dog Angus was a very good little chap, I thought he may be keen on seeing what was going on but he was fine. Something else i forgot was to take any photos so there's just these two. The wine that G&E chose slipped down a treat. A good evening.
Saturday, 23 January 2021
An idiots guide to an Idiot: Lockdown dinner
Lockdown dinner
Monday, 11 January 2021
Bugger!
Things seemed to be getting easier and then they weren't and now....lockdown take 3. Bugger! It has taken its toll on all of us, gigs being kyboshed resonated with me of course. Dates bounced from early 2020 to late 2020 are now well into 2021 and doubtful I reckon. However the best of us do feel sad sometimes and my sadness was the New Forest Folk Festival being scrubbed. Not just the music but not being able to meet our dear friends and the laughter and happiness that it brings and of course the whole experience.
Not meeting up with our fantastic family has been the worst without a shadow of a doubt. Any excuse for a gettogether normally. We have met when we were allowed but it hasn't been quite the same. Then the crowning glory of Christmas being buggered up, though we did have a lovely day just the four of us.....it should have been 13 of us though! We've actually decided to postpone Christmas so we had December 25th instead. So all the secret Santa presies are unopened until we can meet, when ever that is!
New years Eve was interesting. Neither of us felt very NYE-ish, we watched back to back episodes of 'Casualty,' hardly a bundle of laughs! In bed by 11.30pm and I only realised it was New Year when I put my book down at 12.10am! I should have known by the fireworks of course!
Hopefully the vaccination will enable us to get back to something like normality, the media of course changing from we're all going to die to now we're all saved! I don't watch the news anymore, its just too depressing, I pick up the headlines online, that'll do me. As for FaceBook, which I love, I've very nearly come off it for all the political and otherwise crap that keeps on appearing on it. I think something that has made the whole thing more real if you like is the fact that up until Christmas none of us knew anyone who had Covid, that's 12 of us in our extended family....now we do! All getting or have already got better ( most quite young as well) but that's not the point. So it goes. Gary & Ellies little dog (Ellies really to be fair) Angus is a dear little chap. Far too cute for his own good! Ida was abit nonplussed but is getting used to him, they even played on our last socially distanced walk.
I must try and get back into blogging, its been a while since I did anything, there hasnt been much to write about I guess. Anyway, keep safe!
Sunday, 6 September 2020
An idiots guide to an Idiot: Castles etc
An idiots guide to an Idiot: Castles etc
Castles etc
To extend our hols alittle Tara suggested finding an English Heritage place we haven't been to and finding somewhere to stop over night. We chose Kenilworth Castle in Warwickshire.
Fascinating place, built in 1120 it was later owned by John of Gaunt (reading a very interesting book about him and the Beaufort family, lots of intrigue! A family who were at the seat of power in England for years) and was a favourite of Elizabeth I when Robert Dudley, Earl of Leicester owned it. It was slighted (made undefendable & uninhabitable) by the Parliamentarians in 1650.
There's still lots to see though some of the areas were closed off as it would be difficult to socially distance, we still spent a good couple of hours there, helped of course with a nice coffee and cake!
We stayed in Royal Leamington Spa though didn't look round the town , Stayed at a hotel that allowed dogs though only the rooms were open so we booked a pub for dinner. The Royal Pug! Nice enough, they were able to do gluten free pizzas so Tara had abit more of a choice which is always a bonus and the beer was good! What wasn't so good was the social distancing here. It seemed to be very much a student aged pub. The beer garden/smoking area was rammed, though we were seated away from others it was difficult to keep any sort of distance from people when finding the toilet for instance. But we had a great weekend & will do it again.
Ella has been wanting a gettogether for ages and yesterday was the day! Weather was very nice so we could keep some kind of distancing, though to be honest I'm not sure what we should or shouldn't be doing now! Julian organised some darts which was good and a grand time was had be all. Gary & Ellie had just set out on a Scottish road trip as weren't there and Tim already had a golf commitment so was there later on. Plenty of food of course including a really good fake fish pie that Alec & Laura bought over. Laura is vegan ( no not the pointy eared lot, there're Vulcan!) It used banana blossom instead of fish, sounds strange but tasted great, anyway it was a terrific day, its always a joy to meet up with our family! Next meet up will be the big 80 celebrations for Ella at the mini stately home type place near Towcester. Hope to hell there's no big flare up of Covid to bugger it up!
Sunday, 23 August 2020
An idiots guide to an Idiot: New Forest
New Forest
We had our first trip away since lockdown restrictions have eased, our Cotswolds trip went for a burton two months ago so we were really pleased we could do this alternative trip. The weather has been hot. Stiflingly hot, until a couple of days ago of course! Now its a usual wet August, normal Cropredy Festival weather in fact, though of course that too was cancelled this year.
As it happens the weather was ok driving down. Didn't stop and arrived in two hours so pretty good to be honest. Couldn't get into our Airbnb until 3pm so decided to have lunch at the local pub in Redlynch, the Kings Head. A restricted menu but plenty there though sadly no Sunday Roast. Ah well!
After a good feed and a walk we got into our accommodation. Its an annex to a farm house. Not very big but big enough, enclosed garden for Ida and on the very northern edge of the New Forest. In fact we're about eight miles from Salisbury. I took Ida for a walk a little later down into a village called Lover and back. Very peaceful and relaxing . Just what we need.
A visit to our ancestral homes of Shaftesbury and Fontmell Magna on our first full day here and a very nice cream tea at the top of Gold Hill. Visited Mum & Dad's grave as well. After all this time I still feel very sombre after a visit. Maybe I always will. Depending on which date you go by (16th or 18th August) was my Mum's Birthday, she would have been 91.
We went onto Fontmell Magna where some of Tara's ancestors are from and found the cottage where her Grt Grt Grandmother grew up (Plum Cottage) to be up for sale! (£320k no less!). Then we went on to a church near Hambleton Hill. It's an Iron Age Hill Fort that I was going to walk with Ida but it would have taken hours and though Tara had said go I didn't really feel right leaving her just sat in the car so instead we went to St Marys Church, Shroton that has an interesting connection with Hambleton Hill.
During the English Civil War a group of locals from the Wessex area got fed up with being pulled from pillar to post by either Parliamentary or Royalist forces as they came and went , so much so they formed the Dorset Clubmen (there was others, it wasn't just Dorset) to more govern themselves. Lord Fairfax got to hear of several thousand Clubmen meeting and sent Oliver Cromwell with a 1000 Dragoons to sort it out. Which he did after first capturing some of the ringleaders in Shaftesbury. The New Model Army was no match for farmers, labourers and others so he soon had the upper hand. He imprisoned around 300 of them in St Marys overnight and next morning gave them a lecture on the error of their ways and sent them home. The church itself was rebuilt like so many others in Victorian times so the only remains from the 17th Century is the screens which is what I think I've photo'd!
Took Ida for a walk on the heathland of the New Forest. We were near a WW2 bombing range that Paul & Kate told us about so I wanted to have a look at it. I didn't find the concrete markers but I did find one or two bomb craters now just deep holes, ponds when there's been enough rain! Many types of ordnance was tested here including the RAF's earthquake bombs the Tallboy and Grand Slam. At one time there was a mock up ship and various walls to test the destruction of these bombs. Barnes Wallis himself witnessed tests of the 'Highball' bouncing bomb, a smaller version of the 'Upkeep' bouncing bomb used on the Rhur Dams though 'Highball' was never used. It was nonetheless an interesting walk only spoilt by the fact the heavens opened and I got soaked to the skin!
We went to Old Sarum Castle which was interesting. It started as an Iron Age Hill Fort before being made into a stone castle by the Normans. Next to it is the foot print of the original Salisbury Cathedral. Also went to Romsey though too late for the market. I looked round Romsey Abbey (couldn't take Ida in so T stayed outside with her). Stood in front of the tomb of Earl Mountbatten of Burma assassinated in 1979. Funnily enough I'd stood there 41 years before, the day after Mountbatten was buried there (5th Sept 1979). My family & I had watched his Ceremonial Funeral Procession in The Mall. What a grand yet sombre event it was. His coffin on a Gun Carriage drawn by 112 sailors. Mountbatten was quoted as saying the finest fighting troops also had the best ceremonial drill. In that case the Gurkhas, Royal Marines, Life Guards and many others did not let him down. Infact he'd apparently written his own funeral years before! It was a spectacular procession to watch, all the more so as it was such a rarity as Royals don't snuff it that often! When the Scots Guards officer near us shouted the order 'Rest on your arms reversed' to the troops lining the route there was a palpable thrill though the crowds. I have always liked a parade, I love the history and tradition of it, but most ceremonies have lost their means over the years. Trooping the Colour for instance, at one time all the troops would have needed to know what their Colour looked like to use as a rallying point in battle. Changing the Guard is just for show but a funeral is something that's real & more pertinent particularly as Mountbatten was murdered. I'm actually no supporter of the Royal Family but murder is wrong whatever your opinion. It was however a splendid but solemn occasion that I have remembered down the years.
Wednesday a complete wash out! Re booked Hurst castle for Friday and spent the rest of the day trying to avoid the rain. Bugger! However a first class meal (our third) at The Kings Head (only a two minute walks from where we're staying)brightened the whole day considerably.
Thursday weather was much better. Ida and I went on a walk starting from where we are staying. My route went a little astray. Should have gone over the path near the bombing range I went to earlier on but somehow went in a semi circle! I was looking for a car park and sure enough there was one, only when we got closer did I recognise it from parking there yesterday! Bugger! Anyway a slight change of route and ended up back on track. Heathland is a bit boring to walk I prefer woods. Walked through a lovely one called Franchises Wood. Part is now an RSPB reserve and partly off limits, though the path we were on was quite beautiful. On we went, stopping part way for lunch. Took a few treats for Ida but she inevitably got a small piece of my pork pie!! We stopped just off the path. We'd not seen anyone in the wood so I was surprised that a couple of cyclists and a farm truck thing passed us in the twenty minutes or so that we'd stopped! That aside it was a perfect spot. Didn't see anything in they way of nature but heard a raptor of some kind and saw some dragonflies that are always fascinating to watch.
Lunch finished we plodded on leaving the forest and going onto quiet lanes. Not sure how old my OS map is but it had a pub marked in the village of Lover which I thought we may avail ourselves of.......except now its a private house. Bugger! Our walk was nearly done, we were both knackered but happy. 9.2 miles in about 4 hours walking at 2.2 miles an hour which seemed pretty good! There was a book the boys liked when they were little about a girl who liked the colour red. She said it made her heart sing. I think that it's a great way to describe our walk today. It made my heart sing.
We went to Hurst Castle today, originally a Henrician fort it was added to by the ever industrious Victorians and was used for coastal defence during World War Two. Surprisingly it never fired its guns in anger so well defended was this area.
It's a great trip to get to the castle. It involves either a two mile walk along a shingle spit or a ferry across the estuary to the castle. We chose the latter which was a bit of fun, quite choppy though, especially on the trip out as we had the tail end of Hurricane Elenore blowing and gusting away. In alot of ways we have visited similar forts and they do of course have the same things. Safety procedures from when they used gunpowder for instance so as not to make any sparks, so you can get a feel for the layout. No audio tours of course, Tara looked to see whether there was any thing to download to a phone but there wasn't. This fort also had a lighthouse so there was exhibitions and artefacts about that as well. The wind was really whipping up the sea and we could watch great rollers crashing onto the shore of the Isle of Wight, could also see the Needles from here as well. Though to be honest the sea was actually being blown over the fort, thought it was raining a couple of times! I'd really recommend a visit here, with the ferry as well it makes the trip abit different. Once we headed back we both felt pretty knackered to be honest so stopped off for pizzas etc and ate in. Tomorrow is our last full day sadly so no doubt we'll eat out then.