tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post4961486282703982300..comments2024-03-27T18:21:45.182+00:00Comments on Unmitigated England: French LessonPeter Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027878122724846472noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-24874035559642571922008-03-27T08:30:00.000+00:002008-03-27T08:30:00.000+00:00You've been reading Rider Haggard again.You've been reading Rider Haggard again.Peter Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00027878122724846472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-85490326248516218672008-03-26T14:32:00.000+00:002008-03-26T14:32:00.000+00:00ah - missionary for donkeys eh ? that reminds of a...ah - missionary for donkeys eh ? that reminds of a tale. Uncle of mine was a missionary and making his way across the high veldt on a mule, he came across a river, swollen by recent storms, and was trying to plot a crossing point. On the far bank was a gang of horsemen waving furiously and offering directions across. He followed their "left a bit, steady, right a bit" and eventually scrambled up the far bank. Expecting the others to move off with him on his journey he was suprised to see them pile into the shallows and re-trace his track back across the torrent. It seems my uncle was not the first traveller thay had used to help find a safe way across for themselves - a cattle herder had been washed down streem only an hour before taking "instructions" from the horsemen. MORE FLOODS.Diplomatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03941539934835529453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-40354747303120627232008-03-26T07:19:00.000+00:002008-03-26T07:19:00.000+00:00Well it was a bit odd for him as he'd just returne...Well it was a bit odd for him as he'd just returned from what was Rhodesia where he'd been a 'missionary' for donkeys years-the difference must have been astounding. Tydd St Giles separate tower I've never seen (any chance of a picture?), although Brookland isn't so far away and situated in that wonderfully mysterious part of Kent. I'm sure Gorham's work (carelessly spelled by me last time - sorry) will re-appear.Jon Dudleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14244398619909006351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-19935173875975651082008-03-25T18:27:00.000+00:002008-03-25T18:27:00.000+00:00Sorry about the missing Gorham Every now and then...Sorry about the missing Gorham Every now and then I think something hasn't worked as well it might, and in this case the images didn't do justice to his craftsmanship. <BR/><BR/>How odd, Jon, that your uncle was rector at West Walton. Not odd for him of course, but today I photographed the detached tower at Tydd St.Giles, only the third I've seen apart from West W. and the bell tower in Brooklands, Kent. (Cue theme music from The Twilight Zone.)Peter Ashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00027878122724846472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-39206629107042250832008-03-25T18:01:00.000+00:002008-03-25T18:01:00.000+00:00Yes, what happened to the Gorman piece?Living in '...Yes, what happened to the Gorman piece?<BR/>Living in 'Cold Comfort' farm country we have our share of "Wildernesses' and even a 'Murder' farm too. Lucky man, we must re-visit The Fens. it's a long time since my uncle was rector of West Walton church which has its own separate bell tower such is the unreliable nature of the land. The church hall posessed a giant two-spouted enamel teapot I remember...but that's another story and inolved a wedding.Jon Dudleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14244398619909006351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-82303443301894099292008-03-25T17:49:00.000+00:002008-03-25T17:49:00.000+00:00Am I imagining it, or was there something to do wi...Am I imagining it, or was there something to do with OXO cubes here a few minutes ago? I always like 'Seldom seen farm' on the way out to Tilton on the Hill. Then there's 'Crafty Flats Lane' in South Derbyshire that I pass on the way to my Accountants.Toby Savagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12982935561221527990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611055706073214403.post-7028191359332001962008-03-25T17:38:00.000+00:002008-03-25T17:38:00.000+00:00A speaker at some worrying fen bash arrived late a...A speaker at some worrying fen bash arrived late and excused himself along the lines that he had got very lost and confused into driving around for hours on account of all the villages called "pick your own".Diplomatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03941539934835529453noreply@blogger.com