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This is Not a Catch-up!

April 13, 2018

woodland-road-falling-leaf-natural-38537.jpegIt has been quite a long time since I blogged last, and I have been saying over and over that I must get back into it, but, somehow, it never happens.
Well, here I am…don’t expect anything of interest, this is just a random post of randomness…what else did you expect from a madwoman?!!

Where to begin? How about the weather?  Yes, the weather is a good place to start…it’s cold, and dismal, and this fog has been hanging around for most of the week…it can go do one!

Next…I seem to be hopping from one project to the next, at the moment.  First I was making a mock-up for the Simplicity steampunk coat, then doing a bit of embroidery practice, followed by some more work on my novel, now I have picked up one of my unfinished sunbonnets, and carrying on with that.  I should be clearing stuff out of the living-room so we can order out new sofas!

A trip to Hobbycraft, last Wednesday, when it opened…bought a few bits, then decided to have a look in another store.  DFS was the store chosen…wandered around loving the most expensive sofas, until we both actually liked the same one!  The weird thing was…these were actually in our price range! So now we have to clear the living-room, and get rid of the old sofa first…and order the new sofas withing the next couple of weeks, while they are still half price!

What else?  I have washed lots of fabric…I must now go and iron that fabric, and get on with some boring stuff, like washing-up…TTFN.


Of Dummies, Festivals, and Promenades – 2012 – Commencing Major Catch-up!

January 21, 2014

In June, the weekend following the visit to the castle saw us heading down to Norfolk to pick up a dressmaker’s form, that Robert bought for me from eBay for a song.

We collected the form, which I named Mathilda, and headed for home…then the trouble started…car trouble! 

Mathilda, cleaned up and stripped of peeling tatty cover fabric

We were going slower and slower, until we came to a complete standstill the other side of Sutton Bridge!  A long wait for the recovery truck, and the drive back to Lincoln, and Robert ended up missing an evening’s work.  That was one expensive dressmaker’s form!!

Mathilda has now been padded out with wadding, to make her near enough my size and shape, and covered with an old polo-neck top.

In August, it was nice to see some of the boys and girls of the 44th East Essex again, and this time we didn’t have to travel far, as they had come to Lincoln for the Festival of History at the castle.  Also there were Romans, Vikings, WW2 re-enactors, and Mr Churchill…

The 44th guarding His Majesty King George III

Camp followers




Mr Churchill

Also in August is the Lincolnshire Steam Rally, which I was looking forward to, as I had never been before…but we had to miss it…either due to finances, or the car being off the road, I cannot remember which.

Maybe we were saving our pennies for The Asylum.  I covered that over on my other blog Sandi by Gaslight, but here are a few photos anyway…

Thursday evening at Widow Cullen’s Well

Punknic in the Arboretum

Steampunks in Castle Square

Lots of steampunks in the castle

What’s next?  Oh yes…the Jane Austen Festival in Bath.  I will blog about that at length in Roundgowns and Reticules.  This year the route through Bath had been changed, starting from Queen Square instead of from outside the Pump Room.  It made a change, but it just didn’t have the same atmosphere as previous promenades that culminated in the beautiful Royal Crescent.  This time the Parade Gardens by the river was our destination, where there was a lot more room for promenading, dancing from Steps in Time, and generally seeing and being seen.

In October, we headed for Louth for the Victorian Market.  I was expecting a few stalls in a hall, or market place, but was surprised to find that most of the town centre was closed to traffic, and filled with stalls…

Just one of the streets full of stalls

Just one of the streets full of stalls

Some beautiful Victorian outfits

Some beautiful Victorian outfits

Robert posing with the Lincolnshire Victorians

Robert posing with the Lincolnshire Victorians


The end of October, Hallowe’en, and what better way to spend the evening than going on a Ghost Walk around uphill Lincoln, followed by our usual Wednesday evening meet-up at Widow Cullen’s Well…complete with apple bobbing and a pinata.


Well now, as I have left this so long, I will have to leave off here, and re-commence this major catch-up in another post! 

2012 in Review

December 30, 2012

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,500 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

An Update

August 2, 2012

It’s been a long time since I last blogged, and quite a lot has happened…some sad, some happy, some exciting, but mostly boring.  😉  So, I will attempt to make this as quick as I can, or I will spend the next year trying to catch up!! 

My last blog post was about our St George’s Day Pub Crawl in London…that was last year!  Sadly, Ian Rayment, one of the organisers, and all-round nice guy, died of leukemia just a few weeks later, so our next trip south was for his funeral.  He was one of those people whose interests were many and varied, so he was able to find something in common with most people that he met. 

In May, we made another visit to Newstead Abbey for the NAs battle re-enactment.  The weather was much, much better than the previous year!!  It was a brilliant day out!


September saw us back in Bath for the Jane Austen Festival’s Grand Regency Promenade, a picnic in front of Royal Crescent with friends, and a visit to the Fashion Museum.  The weather was very iffy, and we actually had rain…what happened to the promenade sunshine??

Scott, Aurora, Jo, Robert, and Rhiannon

A Regency picnic – Royal Crescent, Bath

Beautiful gowns crammed into shady display alcoves…not impressed! 😦


Then a trip down to London for another pub crawl, this time as a memorial to Ian, and in aid of Jo’s charity.

Next came Robert’s annual school reunion at The Bridge Hotel in Greenford.

Robert’s school reunion at the Bridge Hotel, Greenford

Last year we were introduced to some of Lincoln’s steampunks, at the Christmas Market, by Scott and Jo, (who we met in Bath, and also live in Lincoln!) and now we try to get to the weekly steampunk meets at Widow Cullen’s Well, and the monthly get-togethers at the Jolly Brewer…

Widow Cullen’s Well, Steep Hill

Hat stack


This year, we attended the first Horncastle Regency Festival…more about that in my other blog, Roundgowns and Reticules.

Promenading in Horncastle


Newstead Abbey was no longer the venue for the Napoleonic Association’s battle re-enactment this year, which has now moved to Thoresby Hall near Nottingham…but we couldn’t make it, as the car decided to die on us!  😦  

In June we had a Special Steampunk Wednesday…Frenchy and the Punk at Charlotte House Hotel, The Lawn…definitely a splendid evening’s entertainment!

Frenchy and the Punk at Charlotte House Hotel, The Lawn, Lincoln

I almost forgot another splendid afternoon’s entertainment!  The Victorian weekend at the Castle with the boys of the legendary ‘Devils in Skirts’, otherwise known as the 3rd Foot and Mouth…

The women are getting rowdy

Here come our brave boys to sort them out!

Clash of the Titans?!

This year has definitely been more interesting and entertaining, and we still have a Regency dance class (hopefully!), a Festival of History at the Castle, the Lincolnshire Steam Rally, and the Jane Austen Festival in Bath to come.

I keep saying this, but I really, really must make more of an effort to write new blog posts, then I won’t have to rack my brains in an effort to remember what we have been getting up to, will I!  😉

St George’s Day – London 2011 – Part 2

May 26, 2011

Millenium Bridge

Oops!  I almost forgot about this blog about our little trek around London last month, visiting various watering-holes on the south side of the Thames!  Well, here I am again with the long-awaited part two…

Where did I get to??  Oh yes…I remember…the Founders Arms!  We left there and headed for our next destination, passing such landmarks on the way as the Tate Modern and the Globe Theatre..

Tate Modern

Globe Theatre

By this time I had developed a bit of a headache, and Robert’s hand had gradually swollen more and more due to a bite received the evening before.  I had suggested that he take his wedding ring off before his finger got too swollen, and it was just as well he did, because by the end of the evening his hand and arm looked like an inflated rubber glove!!

We arrived at The Anchor, where most people were crowded onto the terrace/beer garden area, so we found a table inside…

The Anchor

When we left, the skies were beginning to darken, and it was feeling quite oppressive…which would explain my headache!

On the way to our next port of call it began to rain, and as we turned down one little street there in front of us was the Clink Museum…I wanted to go in, but everyone just sailed straight past…it was a pub-crawl after all!  A recent episode of Mud Men featured this interesting-looking museum.

The Clink Museum

The rain turned into a downpour, but didn’t last long, so we wended our merry way to a beautiful 17th century hostelry called The George…

The George

There were plenty of tables outside, but after the rain were a bit too wet to sit at, so we struggled to find a table  inside as the place was packed!  Eventually a table became vacant, but chairs were in short supply.   This is where Graham finally caught up with us.

Random madwoman finds a shield!

Anne-Marie, John, Ian and Jo

We actually stopped here longer and had more than one drink.  (By the way, I didn’t actually drink that much…several J20s with lots of ice, and one half pint, then I had the odd sip of Robert’s).

Next we headed for the Bunch of Grapes…

Random woman, Pete, Ian, and Graham

I found this pub far too noisy (must be my age!), the music was so loud I couldn’t hear what anyone was saying…or should that be ‘shouting’?  It didn’t do my headache any good either!  Besides, by this time I was ravenous and in need of food, and Robert had mentioned stopping somewhere several times, but it was always on to the next pub!

When we left, it was dark out, and The Shard looked quite spectacular…

The Shard

The next pub had a rather odd name…The Barrowboy and Banker…

The Barrowboy and Banker

I couldn’t work out what this had to do with the pub name though…

The Charge of the Royal Scots Greys above the bar

Anne-Marie and Pete departed from here, and the rest of us headed for…

The Mudlark

…The Mudlark…also seen on Mud Men as their base after grubbing about on the shores of the Thames.  Johnny Vaughan and Steve Brooker (AKA Mud God) used the upstairs bar…we stayed in the downstairs bar.

A full-sized replica of The Golden Hinde was moored near our last port of call, The Old Thameside Inn…

The Golden Hinde

The Old Thameside Inn

No, that isn't Johnny Vaughan...!

Graham, Jo, Ian, Pete, and Random Woman

The Thames at night

We stayed here until kicking-out time, then made our way back to the station…taking in one or two more sites…

Fishmongers Hall, London Bridge

The Monument

Next day, I could look back and remember a great day out…headache and sore feet forgotten.  🙂  

St George’s Day…London 2011

May 18, 2011

This year I definitely had a birthday to remember!  Not only did St Geaorge’s Day fall on a Saturday, but it was also Easter Weekend…and we were spending the day in London!

The weather was glorious, which is usually unheard of for bank holiday weekends, so I got very hot and foot-sore, and later developed a bit of a headache.

We headed down to Essex to stop with Robert’s friend Ian and his wife Jo, on Friday, and because the weather was so lovely had dinner out on the terrace.  The reason that I mentioned this is because Robert got bitten…but more of that later.

Tower Bridge

Saturday morning, we caught the underground train, which went most of the way overground, into London, getting off near the Tower of London.  We did a lap of the Tower, taking a stroll onto Tower Bridge before taking the riverside walk…

…past what used to be Billingsgate market…

Not Venice... Billingsgate, London

…the no so old London Bridge…

…Southwark Bridge…

Southwark Bridge

…and the Millenium Bridge…

Millenium Bridge

…then on to St Paul’s…

St Paul's

By this time my feet were killing me and I was feeling very hot and sweaty, which was not very nice at all!  So we headed down Ludgate Hill to Fleet Street to a little hostelry that Robert had been to last time he was in London…

Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese

…Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese.  This was a lovely old inn dating back to the 17th century, with bars on various levels…mostly down in the old cellars…

From here we headed for the other side of the river to The Black Friar…

The Black Friar

…where we met up with Ian and Jo, and John and Anne-Marie…before moving on to Doggett’s…


…then to The Mad Hatter…

The Mad Hatter

…where Pete joined us.  Next we headed for the Founders Arms…

Founders Arms

…which was very, very busy…but we found a table!

This post is getting very long, so I shall leave it at that, and continue our ‘trek’ around London in part two…

Selfish, Ignorant Git!!!

April 1, 2011

Some people just make me see red, they really do!

We live on a nice little estate where most people take some pride in their surroundings (one chap will even sweep up leaves and plant flowers where all can enjoy them).  We are surrounded by grass and a few trees, and the area where we live is surrounded by mature trees, which is lovely, even though we are situated on a main road.

So, why has one individual taken it to be his god-given right to park on the grass every time he’s here?  It’s not as if there are no parking spaces at all, as he does it even though there are only a handful of cars parked along the road!  The grass is now showing signs of wear, and is beginning to form ruts.

This has been reported to the council, but the estate’s officer for this area is next to useless anyway, so I guess nothing will be done about it…and before we know it everyone else will also think it’s acceptable to spoil our surroundings in this way!!

A nice little estate starts the decline into slumdom…!!!