I must be a glutton for punishment but suddenly, I couldn’t let P&V get on the train this morning without waving them off so we went to Truro Station this morning to do just that. For some reason, it was less sad than last night and felt right.
Children’s art in the station foyer
Afterwards we went to Trelissick for some R&R and lunch in the old house which was a special treat. I loved the clock in the dining room and plan on trying to make one like it.
The drive home through the lanes is always beautiful.
Sunlight through the trees
We went to Porthtowan for supper with the Munich contingent and had a beautifully presented ‘dessert’ made by the little cousins.
For many years, when we lived in Yorkshire, I worked for two weekends in June as the ‘cash and wrap’ lady for Jane and Ted Hamlyn’s selling weekend. As payment, I always received beautiful pieces of Jane Hamlyn’s salt glazed pottery and I have the loveliest collection of her pots and some of Ted’s paintings. One year, she made a tea set for a customer and then one for me for Grandchildren that we hoped to have but of whom there was as yet no sign. Now we have some and this week we have given the tea-set to B, LiveWire No 4. She has played with it every day and is delighted with it.
Jane Hamlyn Tea-set
We had lunch today at The Blue Bar with B, LiveWire No 4 and her Mum, Daughter No 3, my beloved Brother and his wife. Here is B, looking for her little cousins on the beach.
LiveWire No4 at the window of the Blue Bar
We have said Goodbye to my kid Brother and my beloved SiL today who leave on the train tomorrow morning and I am very sad. We have had a brilliant time and very soon I will be able to focus on that. Right now I am sad.
A beautiful poem came my way today and in these days of terrible stories of how refugees are being treated around the world, gives us all pause for thought. It is Red Brocade by Naomi Shihab Nye, 1952. I have shown others of her poems here and have loved each one of hers that I have read. Thanks, P.
The Arabs used to say, When a stranger appears at your door, feed him for three days before asking who he is, where he’s come from, where he’s headed. That way, he’ll have strength enough to answer. Or, by then you’ll be such good friends you don’t care.
Let’s go back to that. Rice? Pine nuts? Here, take the red brocade pillow. My child will serve water to your horse.
No, I was not busy when you came! I was not preparing to be busy. That’s the armor everyone put on to pretend they had a purpose in the world.
I refuse to be claimed. Your plate is waiting. We will snip fresh mint into your tea.
We took Cornish Cream Tea to our German family who are staying in Porthtowan this afternoon. It was the first time the children had had such a treat and they loved it – splits, homemade Strawberry Freezer jam and Cornish clotted cream!
Split with jam and cream
This delightful sign was on the beach today. Thanks, S, for the photo.
LiveWire No 4 came home with us for tea and bedtime to give her Mum a break. Before tea, she helped me with the deadheading, loving to collect all the colours together. She then started to add their colours to her drawing and we were all delighted with the resultant colours.
Oh, these family days are fun! Today was spent very happily with Daughter No 3 and her LiveWire with all manner of imaginative games and dinner tonight was with my kid brother and SiL at a local hostelry where the food is excellent and the atmosphere friendly and welcoming.
We have said goodbye to a friend today, a Humanist and a Socialist. We each took a red rose to put on his coffin and it was very beautiful . We listened to John Lennon’s Imagine and to an anti-fascist song, one which I sing with my choir, Bella Ciao, amongst the memories and life stories and it was all very moving.
Our white garden is very pleasing. White Cosmos in one border and the Lupins in another.
White Lupin Spires, just standing there
I love the poetry of Seamus Heaney and this one is another delight.
Lupins – Seamus Heaney
They stood. And stood for something. Just by standing. In waiting. Unavailable. But there For sure. Sure and unbending. Rose-fingered dawn’s and navy midnight’s flower.
Seed packets to begin with, pink and azure, Sifting lightness and small jittery promise: Lupin spires, erotics of the future, Lip-brush of the blue and earth’s deep purchase.
O pastel turrets, pods and tapering stalks That stood their ground for all our summer wending And even when they blanched would never balk. And none of this surpassed our understanding.
This morning on our way to the Blue Bar for lunch with all the family, our newly met little niece, presented me with a little bouquet.
Great fun was had by all the little cousins.
Getting water for the moat
The London branch of the family were due to leave by train this afternoon but in getting to the station we discovered that the train had been cancelled and the next one not for two hours which meant arriving in London well after 11pm. Home we went again to return for the 6.03pm. When we arrived at the station the lovely lady behind the counter called us over and told K that she was doing her an up-grade to First Class because of the inconvenience! The children were over the moon and so was K! What a lovely kind and considerate thing for her to do.
What a delightful day we have had, meeting the family on the beach at Porthtowan and then all back at our place for a big family party. lots of photos for the family albums but only a couple for the blog.
On the beach
Playing hide and seek
More family fun tomorrow! Thank you to those who have enquired about my Brother and SIL who were in the car accident. They are both still shaken up and P is in pain from her broken ribs though the chatter and laughter have flowed all afternoon (albeit painfully) as they always do when we are all together and they are recovering from a truly horrible experience.
Many years ago, when it was our Silver Wedding, my parents gave us some of the family silver from my Mother’s home. Our family are here to celebrate my (American) brother and SIL’s Silver Wedding so I polished up some other family silver that I inherited and we gave it to P&V this morning. They were delighted and so were we to have made them happy.
Silver tea set
Daughter No 1 has joined us today and we all went to Trelissick for lunch, to browse the Gallery and to have a walk. Ice-creams were, of course, on the menu.
A trio of Callestick ice-creams
The walk over the fields to the view out over the Carrick Roads is a joy and delights us every time. My favourite tree is here too, its tutu in full leaf.
From Trelissick out to The Carrick Roads
Daughter No2 and her two LiveWires arrive late tonight. Daughter no 3 and her daughter will arrive tomorrow.
Just as we were preparing to sing ‘Lean On Me’ at the World Refugee Day event, I heard that my older brother and his wife, on their way from the airport to be with us in Cornwall for a family reunion, had had a car accident, their car written off and they in the Royal Cornwall Hospital. You can imagine how I felt, out of phone signal and ten miles from home. Eventually we managed to be in contact and have since learned that my SIL has three broken ribs and my Brother is fine, though shaken. The beautiful thing is that they are both still with us. We have yet to see them since their arrival but did meet with their son, his wife and two beautiful children last night. Having them in last night’s audience was a comfort indeed as were my lovely friends, G, D and R to whom I say, thank you for being there, for me to lean on.
Today the sun is shining, it is the Summer Solstice, the Longest Day and we are preparing for Saturday’s gathering of the clan from Germany and America, London, Norfolk and Exeter. Sadly, my Sister from Hawaii cannot be here and neither can our Barcelona bunch but they will all be here with us in spirit.
Our performance yesterday is now on YouTube. Do have a listen. After only 3 rehearsals, the community of Porthtowan came together to raise money for refugees by performing at the open mic session in the Blue Bar. ‘Lean On Me’ by Bill Withers, arranged by Claire Ingleheart.
The hand you will see pointing at 1’21” is my Great Niece pointing me out to her parents who are in the foreground for most of the video.