Hello again! This was what I wore to the food bank on Tuesday. It was a cool overcast day and I definitely needed a jacket. What's happened to the summer? The first time in 7 years I've spent August in the UK and the weather has not been good...
Palazzo pants from Bedford Market, top by Principles, charity shopped as were the Hotter shoes.
All jewellery charity shopped; the bangle is the most recent purchase bought in Oxfam, Notting Hill on our recent trip to London. After the food bank I went to town to the bank, the library and to buy some more face wash and few other bits and pieces. I stopped at two charity shops and bought an African top for 1.00; a cross body bag in a nude colour and a M&S skirt which will work for all year round. In the evening I went for a swim managing 42 laps (1.4km).
Wednesday was the day our walking group said farewell to one of our members; David, who died in 2020. He was cremated in 2020 and because of Covid no one could go to the service; not even his daughter who lived in Germany. On Wednesday his ashes were interred in Sandy Cemetery, and many of the walking group attended. One of our members gave a wonderful eulogy. David was a very nice man and his eulogy was well deserved. In true walkers style the walk included not just a walk after the interment but a stop for tea/coffee and cake - just as David liked to do. Our coffee (we brought our own) and cake stop (baked by various members) was at the RSPB Headquarters (The Lodge) which was close to the cemetery in Sandy. We then walked a circular route back to the car park and town centre making it a 5 mile walk in total. The weather was bright and sunny; a perfect day for walking.
When I got back to Bedford, I met up with middle grandson and we went into town to buy his mum a birthday present for Sunday. I cooked dinner and read more my book; 'East West Street' which was a fascinating, informative and beautifully written account of the legal concepts of 'Genocide' and 'Crimes Against Humanity'; and how they became enshrined in International Law after WW2. It sounds dry as dust but using the case studies of several people including the author's own grandfather; it made for a wonderful read. August was a slow reading month for me; I read mainly non-fiction. I only managed to read 6 books in August whereas in July I read 11.
This was the church and part of the graveyard. Brother decided to give a sermon...
There were lovely displays of flowers, but surprisingly no roses. Apparently, the deer eat them! There were some roses close to the house but that area was all non accessible to the public.
Part of the formal gardens
The Fuchsia House outside and inside. They grow 180 varieties of fuchsias at Castle Ashby.
The Menagerie. Those are Kunekune pigs; meerkats and a huge tortoise (1 of 2) - especially for Vix's Jacob!
Gay go up and gay go down,
To ring the bells of London town.
Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clements.
Bull's eyes and targets,
Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's.
Brickbats and tiles,
Say the bells of St. Giles'.
Halfpence and farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.
Pancakes and fritters,
Say the bells of St. Peter's.
Two sticks and an apple,
Say the bells of Whitechapel.
Pokers and tongs,
Say the bells of St. John's.
Kettles and pans,
Say the bells of St. Ann's.
Old Father Baldpate,
Say the slow bells of Aldgate.
You owe me ten shillings,
Say the bells of St. Helen's.
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch.
Pray when will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney.
I do not know,
Says the great bell of Bow.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
Chop chop chop chop
I'd gathered allium, foxglove, hollyhocks and stock seeds from what we had in the garden and was in the process of drying them out. When we get back from Ireland I shall plant them up. I am determined to have some nasturtiums next year and will pick up seeds from Wilco or QD next time I visit. Luckily, we had saved quite a few small plastic pots from bought plants and these will be reused to plant seeds and cuttings. An ex-colleague came round in the afternoon to get her passport signed and she took a cutting of OH's canna lily - 'Yellow King Humbert'. In the evening we watched the BBC submarine drama; 'Vigil'.
Apologies for these awful photos. I took them about 5pm and the light was terrible. I wore my Seasalt 'Mill Pool' dress with leggings (Primarni) and my new to me Lotta brown clogs - all charity shopped. They were very comfortable. I'd walked into town in the morning to pick up a few gardening bits and had tested them out. All jewellery charity shopped.
After a leisurely breakfast I got ready and took youngest grandson home. From there I went to B&M to get a plant for the window box. No winter flowering pansies but I found an interesting Trandescantia which can also be a house plant. OH potted it up and I took a cutting and put it into water to see if it roots; if it does I'll plant it for a house plant. I had planned a laid back day. I could have gone for a walk but decided against it as there was housework to be done and books waiting to be read...I also began my packing for Ireland.