21 September 2021

Another Nice Walk

This walk involves a lot of fields

First the playing field. The direction of the walk is behind me
but I couldn't get a good photo because of the sun in my camera.

Through the first wheat field

and another, and another one beyond those trees

onto the road

I have coveted this house for years. I would love to have a look inside.

we turn off the road at that fir tree

and walk along the edge of this property, up to the gate.
Rufus has to be on the lead because I think that tape is electrified.
I'm not sure why though, I've never seen any animals in this field.

Saying hello to the horses

and onto another field, heading to those trees in the distance

to a shady track

that is lovely and cool on a hot day

it leads out to a lane

This used to be a very nice pub, very old with beamed ceilings and a roaring open fire in winter, and it was beautifully decorated at Christmas. They served good food with special offer days. My friend M and I used to go for lunch on Wednesdays. Unfortunately it closed a couple of years ago. It changed hands a few times, and chefs, and it was quite old fashioned, carpeted flooring, dark mahogany furniture, horse brasses and lots of old pictures. Nowadays people tend to want modern wood flooring, Farrow & Ball decor and modern light furniture.

If I'm pushed for time I turn right here, otherwise I turn left. Let's go left. 

This hedgerow is excellent for blackberries

I picked some good ones last week for a blackberry and apple pie. But there are a lot of red ones
that I don't think will ripen now. Not enough rain and sun at the right times 

There is a lovely listed house under that tarpaulin. It was home to an elderly gentleman who died a while ago. I only ever said "good morning" when he was in the garden. I met his daughter one day. The house had been neglected, the roof was damaged and the beautiful chimneys were in danger of falling down.

The builders are doing a fantastic restoration job.

Another gorgeous house

with a duck pond in front of it, and a sign asking to look out for them when they cross the road 😊

Onto the lane leading back into the village

Almost home
I hope you have enjoyed the walk
∼ Be safe and well ∼ 
Polly x

15 September 2021

They've Seen Better Days

Now being used as a hen house in Vinales, Cuba

These tractors have been moved since I photographed them, I can't imagine they
could still be in working order, or perhaps the owner has a museum 

An update - this has been abandoned in the village

∼ Be safe and well ∼ 
Polly x

9 September 2021

A Good Read

The Music Shop by Rachel Joyce
London 1988, Frank owns a small indie music shop in a neighborhood struggling to survive in rapidly changing times. The shop is jam-packed with records of every speed, size and genre. Classical, jazz, pop, punk – as long as it’s vinyl Frank sells it. Some customers walk into the shop knowing exactly what they want, others arrive not knowing quite what they want, but know it when they hear it. Frank has a unique talent, day after day he finds his customers the music they need.  He is never wrong and wins the utmost respect of his clients, who have discovered artists and songs they never would have otherwise.

His shop could almost be a drop in counselling service, Frank knows personal stories of sadness and pain, of hope and joy, people trying to soothe their wounds and keep their memories alive. Helping people through music is what Frank regards as his mission. He is content and settled. 

Then into his life walks Ilse Brauchmann.

Ilse asks Frank to teach her about music. His instinct is to turn and run. And yet he is drawn to this strangely still, mysterious woman with her pea-green coat and her eyes as black as vinyl. But Ilse is not what she seems. Initially, I thought there was going to be an element of magic about her. 

The other shops on the parade are owned by a mix of eccentrics and misfits, all from various walks of life, all a bit flawed and all with kind generous hearts. I particularly liked Father Anthony and Kit, Frank's endearing naive shop assistant.

Times are changing, vinyl is being replaced by CD's and Frank struggles to find suppliers. Developers are sniffing around eager to re-develop the area, and one by one the shop owners are reluctantly accepting that people are shopping elsewhere. How long can Frank hold out?

A delightful, enjoyable read.

∼ Be safe and well ∼ 

Polly x

4 September 2021

Coughton Court

This was the last of our trips

Set in beautiful gardens Coughton Court is an imposing Grade I Tudor house with Jacobean additions.
Of all the eras Tudor is my favourite, closely followed by Jacobean

The Throckmorton family have been living at Coughton since 1412. Their house, Coughton Court, is now open to the public through the National Trust. The oldest part of Coughton Court probably dates from the time of Henry VIII, but the property has seen many alterations since. 

John Throckmorton married heiress Eleanor De Spiney. Their wealth and power gradually increased by service to the Beauchamp Earls of Warwick, and to the Crown.

The Throckmortons were a staunchly Catholic family, and they suffered for it. Refusing to recognise Henry VIII's reformation, resisting the annulment of Katharine of Aragaon, and, it is thought that Sir George Throckmorton remarked that Henry should not marry Anne Boleyn because "it is though that you (Henry VIII) have meddled with both the mother and the sister". Tis a brave or foolhardy man who would say that to the King.

In the 16th century they were fined for recusancy and not attending the parish church. They were indirectly involved in the Gunpowder Plot, when in 1605, Thomas Throckmorton went abroad and let Coughton Court out to one of the chief conspirators, and were lucky to escape with their lives and property intact. The Parliamentarians plundered and confiscated the property during the Civil War, but it was restored to the family in 1651. 

The family were good at surviving! The current Throckmortons now live in one of the wings.

The Blue Drawing Room
It took ages to get this photo, there is always someone in the way!

This smock is said to have been worn by Mary Queen of Scots at her execution in 1587. Mary was executed under instruction of her cousin Elizabeth I, as she was a threat to the English throne. Many catholics thought that Elizabeth was illegitimate and that Mary was the rightful heir to the throne.


        19th century leather prayer book

The Grand Saloon

This portrait of Anne Throckmorton dates from 1729. She was Prioress of a Paris convent. Her position meant that she had an important role in sustaining the family's faith and social status. Far from being cliostered and forgotten, English Catholic nuns on the continent had a degree of political independance not afforded to them at home in England.

This is where the family kept all their outdoor stuff. I love the little dog in the basket.

The gardens are beautiful, and would have been stunning in June and July

There are lots of beautiful roses, all with gorgeous scents

Now looking forward to our next holiday in Cornwall

∼ Be safe and well ∼ 
Polly x

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