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Reasons to be Grateful: 26

Experiment, week 26. Continuing the experiment here are this week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful.

  1. Half-Price Orchids. As previously blogged.
  2. Pork with Pesto. Also as previously blogged.
  3. Strawberries & Raspberries. Special treat for the weekend we bought some good English strawberries and raspberries. What a wonderful weekend breakfast.
  4. Sparrowhawk. As we arrived home yesterday afternoon the sparrowhawk darted across the road in front of us, obviously chasing after some hapless sparrow. It failed in its quest but we then had the delight of watching it gliding around for several minutes until it drifted away across the houses. So graceful in flight, and when they want so fast.
  5. Wellington Arch. As I mentioned earlier we visited the Wellington Arch at Hyde Park Corner earlier today. Super views from the balcony including looking up at the Quadriga’s black bronze horses and down on the Household Cavalry (today the Blues & Royals) riding their equally black horses back to barracks after changing the guard at Horse Guards in Whitehall.

Reasons to be Grateful: 25

Experiment, week 25. Continuing the experiment here are this week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful.

  1. Sunshine. Yes, for the umpteenth week running the weather has been so dismal I’ve really appreciated what little sunshine we have had.
  2. Animals Inside Out. On Wednesday we went to see Gunther von Hagens’s Animals Inside Out exhibition at the Natural History Museum, which I blogged earlier. Despite my disappointments I did enjoy the exhibits and the incredible skill that goes into the plastination process.
  3. Prawns & Pasta. Again this week I cooked pasta with prawns for evening meal. I like cooking it, and I like eating it!
  4. Not having the Alarm on. I love being able to sleep until I wake up naturally, which is usually rather later than the time the alarm would go off.
  5. Scheurich Glass. I’ve been searching for suitable cachepots for my orchids. They really should be clear-ish glass as orchid roots like light. But I came across these rather lovely German glass pots. They come in a variety of colours: red (which is gorgeous), green, purple and white/clear. Amazon.co.uk sell them at a sensible price, although they don’t always have them in stock.

Reasons to be Grateful: 24

Experiment, week 24. Continuing the experiment here are this week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful.

  1. Sunshine. Yeah, I said it last week and I’ll say it again! This has been such a dismal week, weatherwise, that I’ve really appreciated the few odd spells of sunshine we’ve had.
  2. Lunch with Friends. On Thursday we had a flying visit to Portsmouth to have lunch with some friends and ex-colleagues. (We were going to make a good day out of it and look round Portsmouth Dockyard. But who wants to do that in the pouring rain?) So we settled for just having a most enjoyable lunch at The Chimes. This is the restaurant run by the Hospitality and Catering Department of Portsmouth Highbury College. As Pam, who booked it, said: the food is always excellent but the service can be interesting. And to be fair the service was somewhat hesitant and lacking confidence — but then the students were obviously learning and we all have to start somewhere! As to the food …
  3. Rack of Lamb. … Yep I had a rack of lamb at the The Chimes. And yes, it was excellent. Beautifully cooked; really tender; and full of flavour. All in all the food really couldn’t be faulted; everyone enjoyed it. And it was ridiculously cheap.
  4. Lamb Curry. Lamb again, only this time my own lamb curry early in the week.
  5. Raspberries & Clotted Cream. More food; and eaten at home. We should have been going to dinner with friends last night but Sue was ill. And as we’d promised to take pudding we had a quantity of raspberries and clotted cream to devour for tea! Followed by strawberries for breakfast today. Yum!

Forgive Me for I have Sinned

I have sinned. I need shriving.

We should have spent the weekend doing boring domestic things like cleaning out cupboards and throwing away toot, or doing literary society work.

But we haven’t.

The only domestic stuff I managed to do was (a) the regular paperwork and make sure the bills are paid and (b) to put together the Saturday and Sunday evening meals. That really isn’t good enough considering the jumble-sale state of the house.

But did we care? Did we hell!

Instead we worked at cracking a couple of blockages in tracing my family history. We haven’t cracked them but we have made progress and narrowed some of the options. In both cases this is down to two heads being better than one, and Noreen having a couple of brainwaves.

The two cases are totally unrelated; one in my father’s family the other in my mother’s. The former in Kent; the latter in London. But both at at the end of the 18th century and beginning of the 19th, so way before there are birth, marriage and death registrations or censuses to help much.

In my father’s family I have a gg-grandfather the date of whose marriage I can’t prove and whose parentage I can’t prove. There is later census data which shows a string of children and there are death registrations for both gg-grandparents. I can’t prove which of two candidates is my gg-grandfather: there are two guys with the same names, born to different parents, within 2 years (1805-1807) in the same village. Which of them was it who married my gg-grandmother? I cannot tell. At very best I have some extremely vague circumstantial evidence. (Note that at this date most parish records do not give the names of the bride’s and groom’s fathers.)

But Noreen did solve part of the puzzle over gg-grandfather’s marriage. The marriage dates for my gg-grandparents don’t fit with the string of children — several are born before the apparent marriage. Noreen said “I don’t suppose he had two marriages?”. And yes, from the baptism records, it looks as if he did and that my gg-grandmother was his second wife. The first half of the children are by his first wife; and my line descends from the youngest child of the second wife. And that puts the marriage in the right place on the timeline. I still can’t prove it conclusively, but it looks likely.

This is going to be a case of go and hunt in the actual parish registers for the relevant villages and see if there are clues which aren’t in the transcriptions.


Late-1930/early-1931. My father (centre) aged about 10, with his parents, younger brother and baby sister.
It’s my grandfather’s line I’m trying to fix.
[Apologies for the scan of a poor copy of a poor original!]

In the other case, on my mother’s side, I have as good as fixed the problem gg-grandparents already, although corroboration would be nice. But I cannot fix my gg-grandmother’s parents or their parents.

We have likely baptisms for the ggg-grandparents, and also ggg-grandfather’s death. There appears to be a marriage, but the date is in doubt (by all of 10 years — choose 1822 or 1832!). 1822 is the more likely as the first child appears to be born in 1823. But by dint of diligent searching and some good guesswork we’ve managed to fix ggg-grandparents’ family on the 1841 census which we couldn’t previously and found a couple of their children who we didn’t previously know about and who probably died prior to 1841.

That doesn’t help unravel the problem of the gggg-grandparents although there are now a few clues to work on. And fortunately in this case we are looking at people with relatively uncommon surnames, but in London where many of the parish records aren’t available online (yet).

But we have made progress. Again it is going to be a case of looking at the original parish registers of a couple of well known London churches to see what clues they can offer which the available transcriptions can’t.

How do we do it? Basically I work as far as I can and draw out the options. In each case I then take Noreen through the case, outlining what I know and can prove, what we need to prove, and where there are conflicts or gaps. We then check the data together. And hunt together (or separately) other avenues which present themselves. We have ideas and hunches and try to prove (or disprove) them. And I do the same for Noreen’s researches. One of us presents our case and the other acts as judge. When we agree a position we then both act as investigating magistrates.

Yes, it is hard work and it does need two brains on the problem. It has to be approached forensically. One needs to know the result is correct; I liken it to having to convince a court. Many people are far too slapdash and make assumed connections where there are none; too much of what I see others doing I can easily prove to be wrong. I have to be convinced beyond reasonable doubt.

And it’s as annoying as hell not to be ale to crack the problems.

But it sure beats doing housework!

Reasons to be Grateful: 23

Experiment, week 23. Continuing the experiment here are this week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful.

  1. Sunshine. It’s been another dull, grey rainy and not very warm week. So I’ve especially appreciated the small amounts of nice sunshine we’ve had. Sunshine really does make me feel so much better!
  2. Rain. I have also appreciated the rain. We need the rain; it has been very dry, despite the fact that my pond is overflowing. And some of the rain has been nice soft steady summer rain, which I always quite like.
  3. Rainbow

  4. Rainbow. And what do you get with sun and rain but a rainbow. We had a lovely example of a complete rainbow this week — and a second, but of course fainter, one outside it. (The photo is one I took last year.)
  5. Green Garden. All of which is making the garden wonderfully green. Lovely bright fresh Spring greens too.
  6. Pasta and Lemony Prawns. Finally some food. We got two bargains this week in Waitrose: some super king prawns and several ends of sirloin steak at not quite half price! The latter was divided up and frozen; Noreen used one portion to make a great beef curry on Friday evening. And some of the prawns I cooked last night in a very lemony tomato sauce with linguine. Yummy!

Reasons to be Grateful: 22

Experiment, week 22. Continuing the experiment here are this week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful.

  1. English Asparagus. Following straight on from last week, this week Waitrose had the first English asparagus. What a lovely addition to a salad on Friday evening; lightly steamed it was succulent and with gorgeous flavour. Hope fully there will be lots more before the end of the (all too short) season.
  2. Cold Roast Turkey. Last weekend Noreen bought what Waitrose describe as a Turkey Crown Roast. Now “crown roast” to me implies that it’s boned and stuffed but this was just the front half of a turkey, sealed in a roasting bag. It wasn’t cheap, but it was delicious. It was good as hot Sunday roast (the bag method worked extremely well) but even better cold, with a surprising amount of flavour. And we got enough meals from it that it didn’t turn out that expensive after all. (And no sign of the dreaded Turkey Curry either!)
  3. Apple Blossom. The first of the apple blossom is out: our ornamental crab apple tree is in flower. I love apple blossom especially as the buds are just breaking and have that delightful pink blush.
  4. Another Orchid

  5. Orchids. The orchid my mother gave me is continuing to flower! And we spotted another nice one (above) this week in Waitrose, so now there are two!
  6. Sunshine. Finally for this week let’s have some more sunshine. It’s been a dull grey, intermittently wet, week. But yesterday and today we’re having some beautiful sunny periods. I feel so much better when the sun is out!

Quirks

My friend Katy blogged a few days ago about her quirks — inexplicable things ones does and habits one has. And I thought rather than post a long comment for her I’d write what follows.

Quirks? Yes, I’ve got my fair share of them; maybe more than my fair share. Who hasn’t?

My friends are too polite to tell me about them — and they still remain friends — so I can only assume they’re not too annoying for most people. Or maybe that’s why I don’t have a huge circle of friends.

So what are my quirks? Hmmm … you really want to know? OK …

I repeat words in the middle of sentences. For instance I’ll say something like; “I wonder if maybe I — maybe I could borrow your saucepan?”. I don’t know how often I do it, but I catch myself at it every so often and think “WTF did I do that?”. It’s a sort of hesitation, although not quite. It’s not that I don’t know what I’m going to say because invariably I do, so that isn’t the cause, unlike most hesitations. It’s something much more automatic than that, like a little loop in the brain circuits snaps open.

I interrupt people; and talk over them. This is very annoying for them, and almost as annoying for me. I catch myself doing this and every time I kick myself in the ankle and say something like “f***ing dickhead — STOP doing that!” in my own ear. It isn’t just something I do on the phone, where there are no visual cues about speaking; I do it in face-to-face conversations as well. Again I don’t know why I do it. I’ve been moaned at for it over many years by parents, work colleagues, managers, friends and myself, but I still do it. It seems to be something I cannot break. We all have a collision detection system which kicks in when we start speaking at the same time as someone else. Usually it stops both people, who then either start again after a random delay or undergo some negotiation; sometimes only one person will stop leaving the way clear for the other. Clearly my collision detection system doesn’t work properly. Why?

I also swear a lot. I know I do. Hopefully it (usually automatically) moderates itself in polite company.

Like many people I have the thing about peeing. I have to pee just before I go out and last thing when settling for the night. Yep, even if I’ve been only 10 minutes before. I also have it when doing anything in the garden: within 10-15 minutes of starting anything in the garden I have to go to the loo.

Does nudity count as a quirk? Yes, I thought it would. As regular readers will know I’m comfortable being nude. I always have been; it’s how I was brought up. We have a naturally warm house (no the heating isn’t turned up high, if anything the opposite) and I don’t feel the cold easily (too much blubber!). Consequently at home I seldom get dressed unless I’m going out, someone is coming round or the weather is really, really cold. I always have a dressing gown or jeans & t-shirt to hand in case the doorbell rings. I even sit in the garden, near the house where essentially no-one can see, in the nude, although I don’t normally wander down the garden in full view of the neighbours. Mustn’t frighten the horses y’know.

I almost invariably have to sleep flat on my front, facing left. Don’t know why; I always have, even as a kid. I have to be really tired (or ill) to sleep on my back or side — although I do sometimes wake up on my back. Bloody annoying now I have a CPAP mask (because of the sleep apnoea); it would be much better and easier if I could get to sleep easily on my back. But then I suspect everyone has one position in which they normally sleep.

Another annoying thing I do is sniff. It is about the only way of clearing my nose. As a kid I was always being told to blow my nose not sniff. But blowing my nose was a waste of time; I never could clear it that way; it just didn’t work, whereas sniffing did. And that’s still the case. I assume it must be something to do with the structure of my nasal passages ans sinuses; and despite surgery. The catarrh in my sinuses annoys me, so I’m damn sure the sniffing annoys others. Sorry!

So there are a few quirks. I’m sure I must have lots of ohers that I’ve not noticed.

Dare you tell us about your quirks?

Reasons to be Grateful: 21

Experiment, week 21. This week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful.

  1. Bacon Pieces. I think I’ve said that whenever we go up to Norwich to see my mother we drop into the nearby Roy’s supermarket. One reason is that they sell 1 kilo packs of smoked bacon offcuts — buy two or three; use one, freeze the rest! I learnt when I worked in a supermarket as a teenager that bacon offcuts were not only cheap but often contained good bacon. And with these if you pick over the packs you can usually get some good ones. We broached a pack of such this week and as well as some scrappy bits (great for risotto, pasta etc.) there were some decent pieces which can be cut however you want. It’s good bacon, and it’s British bacon! We got three main meals for two of that pack: great value at £2.64!
  2. National Archives Online. I continue to be amazed at the records the National Archives have online. Hunting this week I turned up the records for cases heard at the Old Bailey, including James Gambridge (whether my ancestor or another, I don’t know) who was found guilty in 1826 of stealing 17 sheets of glass to the value of 7 shillings. He was lucky to be sentenced to just 3 months incarceration as this was a time when had the value been not a lot greater he would have been deported to Australia or even hanged.
  3. Florentines. As our Easter treat Noreen bought us each a couple of Waitrose’s large Florentines. Yummy!
  4. Marrow Stuffed with Chilli Beef Risotto. This was another Noreen special, she having bought a marrow. Although I can take or leave courgettes, I love marrow. I suggested stuffing it with risotto. So Noreen cooked a nicely chillied (not too hot) risotto of beef mince, stuffed it in the marrow (with the extra around it) and bunged it in the oven for a bit. Out came some soft marrow with a tasty, sticky beef risotto. Most excellent.
  5. Spring Greens. No I don’t mean the cabbage leaves — though I like those too — I mean the garden! Looking out this morning at what one of our Irish friends would call “a soft day” (ie. damp and slightly misty), suddenly everything is green again. Fresh green leaves. Spring!!

Bring on the English asparagus!

Camouflage

For all cat lovers … this is Sally trying to blend into the carpet while doing her Miss Cute act last evening!

Camouflage

Considering she’s a fairly lazy pudding of a cat who could do with losing a pound or two of kibble (who couldn’t?!) she’s doing well for 13+. You’d not know she’s had her thyroids removed. She’s still a pretty (not so) small cat with semi-long hair (nice light fluffy striped fur that floats everywhere) an apricot evening gown and black gloves. And yes, she still does cute all too well.