There were this group of lads, and you could see they’re goading each other to jump. They spent a lot of time thinking about it, and eventually they would go before pondering another 10 minutes before their next jump.
It was fun watching. Here are a few snaps.
This seems a strange combination I know. But there was a quilt exhibition celebrating Kaffe Fassett at Standen. It was a miserable day. Wet & horrible. Spring in reverse, as it goes sometimes. The day after those lovely sunny pics from Sissinghurst.
I was superkeen to see the quilt exhibition. (I have loved fabrics since I realised mum’s boxes at the bottom of the wardrobe held a multitude of patterns and colours). There was some fantastic embroidery – I think actually I liked that more. In this world of Pinterest and blogs, the quilts were not as exciting as I expected – but of course in their day they were absolutely cutting edge. Some of the colours were really vibrant, that was certainly undiminished!
I also had a look at the bothy. A temporary art installation by Will Shannon. It was modest – so much in life isn’t modest any more – it’s brash and loud and wants constant attention. Instead this sits more quietly – it needs engagement and investigation, and doesn’t give up it’s secrets of comfort and cosiness so readily. Maybe we need a bit more of this feeling….
A little trip in the sunshine to Sissinghurst last Saturday. So lovely to see all the new colours emerging. There were a couple of pretty varieties of narcissus that were really unusual, and the carpet of crocuses and yellow daffs was impressive… but mostly it was just nice to feel that spring has finally arrived.
I drove past the sign to Caen Hill Locks on the way to my meeting, so I stopped for lunch on the way back. They are an impressive run of 16 locks on the Kennet & Avon canal – part of a total of 29 in a 2 mile stretch.
They were built in 1810 – a pretty impressive bit of engineering. Although I didn’t have time to explore the full stretch it was nice to see them all lined up in a row. They were massively refurbished – saved really – from the 1960s onwards. I’m glad.
Falmouth for work (couple of weeks ago), but a pleasure really. Managed to have little paddle at 6.30pm although the water was fairly chilly – I only got up to my ankles! But a beautiful day – all those lovely blues. I like Falmouth – it has a nice vibe. Friendly, artsy, boaty – lots to recommend it. A brief visit, but still lovely.
And breathe out.
Well of course we had to visit the Madeira wine lodge – in this case Blandy’s, established c. 1800. It was an ancient building, some bits literally made of knobbly stones. It was very warm, apparently the upper floors are even warmer – in the 40 degrees celsius range. Not sure I could have coped with the fumes. I liked the sense of history. The old barrels and the old vats, with their painted labels and the dark rooms, the wooden floors. They still employ coopers – i.e. barrel makers. That can’t be a common job these days. Of course it tasted delicious – Christmas puddings await ;).