Rosemary departed to see her friend Jen who is/was living near Bergerac. Think she had a good time, attending wine tasting in Bordeaux, visiting chateaux and bringing back some of the best croissants I have ever tasted. They were Absolutely Bloody Marvellous.
During this period, I was invited over to a meal by John and Carol. Taking pity on me.
Pictures will be added to the site shortly, but don’t expect to much from a disposable camera.
Flew up to Edinburgh on Easyjet from Luton on Monday.. Thought I was not going to make it.. At the airport the boards showed the flight has cancelled.. Joined the long queue to find out what was happening, only to be told 15 minutes later that the information board had been telling porkies.
Arrived on time, in the pouring rain.
Left on Tuesday in the pouring rain.
In between not alot to mention, did not go to Petit Paris, did not go to Whistle Binkies, did not go to the Burke and Hare or the Western Bar..
The good news is I will be there more in June.
We spelt a lovely long weekend in Dorset with the Berkshire branch of the Cambridge Association.
We visited Jordan for a week, viewing many of the tourist sites, such at Petra, the Dead Sea, the Read Sea.. We arrived back on Monday.
Today was a lovely warm and sunny day. So we covered the conservatory with the ‘Oz’, to aid in keeping the temperature down. This is an external cover over the glass, made of what I can only describe as onion bag plastic material. Very effective, and very cheap.
Today decided to try an replant some of the water lilies which had grown so much and floated to the service
Went to visit my Aunt and Uncle in Warwickshire.? Mixed day, with some showers, and still very cold for the time of year.? No snow showers though.? Had the usual excellent lunch, with a lovely tender and well-cooked leg of lamb.? We had a lovely walk down the lane, viewing the flora in the lane banks, and commenting on the expense the council had gone to in placing gates and bridges on the ill used foot paths.? Back to the house for a cup of tea.
Sunday, back at home, so the lawn was cut for the first time this year. Yes life is so exciting. Evening we went around to John and Carol for an excellent supper, and came away with a camera bag for our up coming holiday. I think this caused John much amusement with my previous opinions on camera bags. Any way this was very kind of John and Carol.
For the long weekend we decided (well Steve did ) to go to Wales, staying at the camp site where he had learnt to para-glide. Fforest Fields, Hundred House in Mid Wales. Arrived there at around 10.00 on Friday. First person I saw was Katie, the owner, and she remembered me, it must be over 5 years since I last visited the site. She said she had very recently looking at my Glastonbury pictures from the 20th Century. Such a welcome back, the site was definitely a lot busier than a few years ago.
Alas the group were not turning up until Sunday. So a visit to Builth Welles for some steak and wine, at which stage we realised we had brought virtually nothing with us for camping. Yes we had matches, but we did not have a corkscrew, one knife and a few plastic plates. Back at the site, we went for a walk, and then to the pub for a quick half pint of beer, (literally), because Steve was due to meet Will on Treman. A long slog up the hill, (that glider gets heavier with advancing age) and I made it to the top. No Will, he had long gone on to Elan valley. A few minutes rest in the peace and quiet, on with the helmet and some ground handling.
I can tell you the ground handling was so nice and easy, compared with trying it back at home in our field. The wind was so smooth; the glider flew above my head with so little input. I even managed without thinking the correct reverse hand launch. Alas no one was around, so I decided on caution, a simple top to bottom for my first flight in over two years. Also the wind was not on the hill, so I was expecting the dynamic lift to be poor. I should have realised the thermals were there instead, looking down the hill, in that cold air, but warm sun, you could see the shimmering air.
A dream slow launch of the hill took me straight into lift, but my flight plan was for a top to bottom. so straight through this broad lift , over the farm, a 360 and then into land. Instantly surrounded by 6 under 6 children who wanted to see the paraglider, and the young farmer, who I presume was taking over from his father. Good news.
Back at the campsite, we lit up the disposable BBQ, cooked our steak and went to bed. It was still pretty cold during the night, so lots of cuddling to keep warm.
Next day we had Welsh bacon and bread for breakfast. Realised we had been camping next to Vern and Lynda, whom I had flown with in Nice. They now had an offspring, and stopped flying. Later in the day Mark arrived, as did a few more Welsh Borders members. The weather though was not conducive to flying and we left to go home.
Turns out Graham has never been to Norfolk, so to cries of Very flat, Norfolk we set out with Selina and Graham for a week-end at Mike & Anns’ in Norwich. Could we disprove the Coward quote? Hedgerows all still looked very bleak, but a scattering of white (presumably blackthorn) on some bushes, so a hope of spring.
Arrived mid-morning in time for coffee at Unthank Road and a look around at the luxuriant orchid and other plants in their conservatory before setting off firstly to view Beccles. The river and sailing club at Beccles appeared largely unchanged; some very nice cruisers but some frightful motorboats, too. R had queried why an A for Amateur in Beccles Amateur Sailing Club, but that was told it was to be to do with the professionals on other parts of the river. The club’s 100th anniversary is due next year and all old members are invited back for regatta type celebrations. Lunch at Prezzo, an Italian restaurant in an ex-cinema in Beccles, very well designed with very interesting rustic bookcases. Came back past Waterloo and so diverted into the hamlet to admired Steve’s 25 year old plus car porch which is still standing. Admired Hassingham & Brundall Park railway stations which S had known in his long gone youth; much changed at H, no buildings! We used Reedham Ferry, a lovely chain link ferry over the Yare, with a hydraulic rise and fall system on its gates. Still run by the Archer family. We found a lamppost made out of chain links and wondered whether that was the old main chain or one used to raise and lower the gates. Watched a yacht come up to the railway bridge in Reedham itself. It had to wait until a train had gone over the bridge and then went through after the bridge had swung out of the way.
A leisurely & enjoyable lamb evening meal before bed.
Weather forecast not very promising but we were off after breakfast to visit a proper broad, Salhouse, where we could watch both river and broads traffic and a lovely selection of lovely ducks. Moss dog enjoyed racing around and having people to herd. We tried for lunch at Hickling broad, but just had a drink in the end. Watched house-martin/swallows chasing over the water, so another spring sound. We decided a visit to the coast was a must and raced past the wind turbines to bracing Winterton. Steve, naturally, managed to get wet trousers in the sea.
Back to Unthank for a lovely early supper of pork loin and salad. Drove back through sleety snow type weather in Woburn which had settled in the cars and grass to drop S&G at their house and then back home.
Recorders Day, Green Park, Aston Clinton, Saturday 1 April 2006
We went along to this as members of the now defunct Bucks County Council Ponds, Pools & Puddles project. Unfortunately the main protagonist, Martin Harvey (of Buckinghamshire and Milton Keynes Environmental Records Centre (BMERC)), was very ill with flu, but others from BCC stepped bravely and ably into his chair.
Steve attended two sessions, and R one, on using a digital camera to record wildlife. Steve was delighted to hear both people had SLR cameras, just like him. Apparently it completely justifies his new Canon purchase and the extension rings he “had” to have. One piece of very good advice was to read the camera’s instruction book thoroughly, which he did when he got back home and found out quite a few things.
R heard a lecture on wildlife recording in general – interesting points, for example so few recordings of rabbits have been done in Bucks they look like an endangered species! Is the Great Crested newt really endangered, we wondered? Why do we always record the unusual and ignore the commonplace? We also heard a lecture on being a species champion (for a moth).
Leaving was slightly complicated by the car’s hand brake having got stuck, but a few strategic thumps and we were away. Local rabbits posing for counting and recording purposes when we got home; red kite hiding.
A very inspiring day attended by representatives of many organizations and groups specializing in local natural history or different classes of fauna (eg bat groups) and flora (eg fungi). We recognized a few faces. An excellent buffet lunch was had, too. Specialist bookshop https://www.pemberleybooks.com/ held a display. To share wildlife news, discussion and identification tips in Buckinghamshire and Milton Keynes join the BMERC egroup. Go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/BMERC/
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