On my march along the street to singing this morning (trying to get my steps level up!) I went past this smiley invitation to go into the Hospice shop.
Smiles
We have had a number of pieces of HiFi equipment which have been replaced and rather than sell them, took them along today to our local Radio Station, Kmf, Kernow Music Foundation, at The Venue, where they were very happily received.
KMF Radio
I loved the colours on the mixing deck.
Mixing deck
Yesterday I promised to share some of the words from my precious notebook. From Andre Gide come these beauties:
‘You who will come when I have ceased to hear the noises of this earth and to taste its dew upon my lips, it is for you I write these pages; for perhaps you are not sufficiently amazed at being alive; you do not wonder as you should at this astounding miracle of your life.’
There was another white covering this morning, only hailstones here in Redruth but just over the hill in Lanner and St Day and in Truro 10 miles away, there was so much snow as to cause traffic chaos! Localised weather in Cornwall is fascinating.
Hailstones on our outdoor table
At least ten years ago, a very dear friend gave me a beautiful little notebook in which I collect words that I love, sometimes on a page there is just one word like ‘apricity’ or ‘petrichor’ and the name of the person who gave it to me. On other pages there are words of wisdom that I have heard or read. I will share these here in due course.
Present from Angie
My SIL sent this song to me today and I think there are many of you out there who will also appreciate the words. I had never thought of ‘love’ and ‘hope’ as being four letter words before.
We woke to snow! What a treat for us here in Cornwall and it was all gone by lunchtime. Click on any photo for a wider view.
Welly dog in the snow
Spring flowers in the snow
Fledgling in the snow
Today is the Centenary of Women’s Suffrage, 100th anniversary of the Representation of the People Act 1918. It was legislation that enabled all men and some women over the age of 30 to vote for the first time and paved the way for universal suffrage 10 years later. I have been publishing Suffragette Diary as my contribution to the Cause. Today has brought some special news and a song.
In my post yesterday, I shared my research which had led me to think that the anonymous Suffragette was, in fact, Gladys Roberts. To my delight, that has been confirmed today by a researcher friend. Thank you, Lesley . And that is not all……
Lesley has also discovered information about my Great Granny, Mrs Wiseman, whom we knew had been force fed in Holloway for which she received the Holloway Brooch but we knew no more. Now we know what Mary Wiseman did. At 53, she was an activist in Manchester and joined several other women in London in an attempt to present a petition to the Prime Minister. When the police tried to prevent the women, they ‘obstructed’ and some hit the police. For this they were arrested, taken to the Magistrate’s court and imprisoned. One of the cuttings mentions Winston Churchill watching from behind the railings!
I had a message as I started to transcribe the Diary from a songwriter who wanted to use it in creating a song about Suffragettes. ‘Of course,’ I said and here is the song, many phrases of which you will recognise if you have read the Diary. Thank you, Matt, it’s brilliant! https://museumsongwriter.wordpress.com/the-songs/
I think I have identified the Suffragette who wrote the Diary as Gladys Roberts. You can read about my research here. Please share the post here and there. I am really hoping that with the extra interest in Suffragettes at the moment,, tomorrow being the Centenary of Women’s Suffrage, someone might recognise her name and be able to tell me more.
This small poem came my way yesterday and seemed appropriate for the times.
Rupi Kaur
The Clematis is all but gone but there are a few delicate seed heads left behind.
I learned a new word today – spathe. It is the papery covering on a Daffodil bud and I looked up the name as I had taken a photo of the raindrops caught under the spathe.
Spathe
science-gcse-biology
Our usual visitors have been at the feeders this morning. It is a great joy to watch them and I read the other day that doing so is good for one’s mental health. I can believe that.
Goldfinches
Greenfinch
We have had blue skies today!
Blue skies
Another joy today was a call with our family in Granollers and hearing our LiveWires having fun. LiveWire M, the older of the twin Grandbabies started walking yesterday and LiveWire S, the younger of the two, is full of baby chatter. Our oldest Grandchild, LiveWire NM is excelling at school, in English, it being her second language after Wolof.
The last Diary entry has been published. Click on the red link below. Tomorrow I will share my research , trying to find out the name of our Suffragette.
A few more photos from our mini break at Gurnard’s Head Hotel, an ad for the hotel from 1900, another view in the Church and approaching St Ives as we left.
An advert from 1900
Another view inside St Senara Church, Zennor
Driving away with St Ives in the distance
The next episode of the unknown Suffragette’s Diary is published. Our Suffragette is still confused, thinking it is August rather than July.
We have had a splendid couple of days at The Gurnard’s Head Hotel near Zennor. Everything about this hotel is conducive to a relaxing and happy stay – the food is splendid, the towels big and soft, the log fire welcoming, the staff friendly and helpful. It made for a lovely way to celebrate the lovely Mr S’s birthday.
The sign on the hotel
After a delicious breakfast we set off to re-discover the Zennor Mermaid at St Senara Church, had a walk, very cold and windy but dry, down the valley and were home in time for a late lunch. Click on any photo for the caption and a larger view.
Sundial from 1737
Octagonal 13th century font
Wonky pillars in this 12th century Church
The carved bench end with the Mermaid, thought to be at least 600 years old!
The story of the Mermaid
Back door
Go the way the hand points
Looking towards Pendour Cove
Looking out to sea
The next instalment of Suffragette Diary can be read by clicking on the red link. Our Suffragette is getting weaker as her Hunger Strike enters its 4th day……..
There were some beautiful locally grown flowers on our breakfast table before our drive down the coast towards St Just-in-Penwith via several old tin workings with their iconic buildings that scatter these moors and much of Cornwall’s landscape. It was a bright but bitterly cold and windy day with the odd rainbow and hail shower to keep us on our toes! We had lunch in the Cook Bookshop in St Just and were very taken with the delightful flower painted lamp posts in the small town.
The Crowns at Botallack
Breakfast flowers
Sea rainbow
Buddleia
Agapanthus
Tulip
Daffodil
Poppies
Diary entry dated Saturday July 17th , three days into our Suffragette’s Hunger Strike, has been published. She is becoming weak and weepy but will not be deterred.
