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Leaving London and A Party for Perun

It was cheering to see the flower-filled planters on our drive to Paddington Station this morning. The photo was taken at speed through the car windows!

I have shown you the sculpture of Perun, the Slavic Thunder God, as he has been developing next door. He is nearly ready to be taken to Slovakia and tonight a party was held in the front garden to wish him well and to send him off in style. Click on any photo for the essential detail. We are so lucky to have such fabulous neighbours!

There was Slavic soup, very tasty, and fabulous Strawberry Thunder Cake in his honour, all made by our lovely friend Shazz and all absolutely delicious.

 
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Posted by on June 22, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Plaits, Poppies and The Summer Exhibition 

I love being able to plait hair again! When LiveWire T’s Mum was little she used to insist on an odd number of plaits and each one had to have a different coloured ribbon – sometimes seven plaits and all the colours of the rainbow.

On the way to school this morning we spotted pansies in a front garden.Today’s feast of art was at The Royal Academy for The Summer Exhibition. Here are some of our favourites.

By Bob and Roberta Smith

Poupee Bleue by Abdoulaye Konate


Untitled Throne, decommissioned arms by Gonçalo Mabunda

Bob and Roberta Smith

Alter Ego – two silver plated objects, one flattened by a 250 ton press, hanging on threads. Cornelia ParkerDetail from Swell by Sara Dodd. So delicate and made of porcelain, looking like sheets of filo pastry.


This was our absolute favourite, bronze and aluminium, called Silent Journey by Ann Christopher.

I could keep posting for ever tonight!

 

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Pamper Evening

Arranged by M, one of our Perthi Kov team and what a treat it was! We started with bubbles, carried on with lots of laughter and snacks and then delightful Weleda treatments ending with delicious fruit kebabs! A lovely night – thank you M and N.

 
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Posted by on June 8, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Bill’s Bequest – Thank You

Our lovely neighbour, Bill-next-door,  left me something in his will and I am quite overwhelmed. I can’t find words tonight. Simply, here is my very special gift of an original Tinner’s Hound, known to us all locally as a Welly Dog, given to me by Bill.

My Welly Dog

I will tell you more tomorrow.

 

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Crystallised Primroses, Rehearsals and Resilience

I decorated the Lime and Ginger Cheesecake for last night’s shared supper at the WildWake with Primroses from our garden which I had crystallised. The Rosemary is for remembrance.

This afternoon some of the cast were rehearsing in the graveyard. I am finding it so exciting seeing my vision coming to life.

On my way out of the Churchyard I noticed a Three Cornered Leek plant nestled in the fork of a tree.

 
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Posted by on May 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

We said Goodbye to Bill Today

Hundreds and hundreds of people came today to say goodbye to a much loved man. There was music and laughter, there were stories and tears, there were memories and tributes and there was an abundance of love. People met in the park, marched to a Cornish band up to the house where Bill was collected in his jewel like coffin and carried to the Church in the lee of Carn Brea, all accompanied by the band and a very lovely choir.  The WildWake was in a marquee by the beach in a howling gale where the musicians continued to play and the laughter and tears continued to flow and a marvellous shared supper was enjoyed.  I have been encouraged by Sue to show you the beautiful coffin, covered in paintings done by Bill’s friends, by Sue and one of Bill’s own pieces and to share the amazing procession with you.

 

Our memories of our lovely neighbour – https://mybeautfulthings.com/2017/05/03/bill-mitchell-our-friend-next-door-2121951-1442017/

 

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Tony Harrison, A Fox and Our Back Garden

It is April 30th and I have made an attempt to publish a poem every day throughout this Poetry Month – didn’t quite manage it! This one is a delight to me. Tony Harrison was born on this day in 1937 and his poem celebrates his Father who was adept at icing Wedding cakes but didn’t seem to mind that his work was ephemeral, destroyed in the celebration of a marriage. I love how Tony Harrison relates the ephemerality of the iced cake to the short life of the sandcastle built by him and his Dad as the tide comes in. I love the salt water of the sea tied up with the salt of his tears as he both remembers and mourns his Father.

The Icing Hand 
Tony Harrison 

That they lasted only till the next high tide
bothered me, not him whose labour was to make
sugar lattices demolished when the bride,
with help from her groom’s hot hand, first cut the cake.

His icing hand, gritty with sandy grains, guides
my pen when I try shaping memories of him
and his eyes scan with mine the rising tides
neither father nor his son could hope to swim.

His eyes stayed dry while I, the kid, would weep
to watch the castle that had taken us all day
to build and deck decay, one wave-surge sweep
our winkle-stuccoed edifice away.

Remembrance like ice cake crumbs in the throat,
remembrance like wind-blown Blackpool brine
overfills the poem’s shallow moat
and first, ebbing, salts, then, flowing, floods this line.

We had a fox in the back field today. The photo is on maximum zoom and isn’t very clear but gives you an idea of what we were watching for about twenty minutes.

As I was watching the fox, I thought a photo of the garden at the end of April might be right for tonight so here it is. You can see how lovely it is to have the field at the back of us.

 

 

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