Thursday, 2 June 2011

Miscellaneous Monday

I've got no problem with ducks doing what ducks do but if they're going to do it outside my tent late at night and early in the morning, I would much rather they kept the quacking down to a civilised level.


Not content with ducks the campsite had a swan too.


There we go, that's better. Once I've got my morning cuppa in hand then I feel much more tolerant to noisy wildlife. If my tent looks a bit lop sided to you, that's because it is - it had a rather heavy collision with somebody in my absence at Moniave and one of the poles is now partially old fishing rod and duck tape (now there's an idea for keeping ducks quiet).


You may remember in my last blog that I'd been to Stonehenge. This blog effectively covers the rest of that Monday. On the way round I passed St Mary the Virgin's Church in Potterne. Not running the tightest schedule in the world, I saw no reason not to pop in for a look.


 I think they definately get the prize for groovy alter cloth of the trip




Well done to the Rose and Crown for being very up to date with your pub sign. There are at least 8 Rose and Crowns in Wiltshire and I have forgotten where this one is. If anyone knows, please say.


After my visit to Stonehenge it was a few hours on the motorway, where it is neither sensible nor unduely interesting to take photos. I was on my way to Haverhill in Cambridgeshire to spend a pleasant couple of days with old school chum Duncan, his wife Fiona and selected offspring. 

This house in Haverhill was built by Henry the eighth as a wedding settlement for Anne of Cleves in 1540


When he was looking for a fourth wife, Henry dispatched the artist Holbein to Germany to paint Anne and her sister, Amalia with the instructions not to be flattering in his paintings. From the painting below, Henry chose to marry Anne. It seems though that Holbein may have helped Anne a little and Henry was distinctly disappointed with the real life Anne. Their marriage was annulled and there after Anne was refered to as the King's Beloved Sister. Anne outlived Henry so it may be a little deceptive that Haverhill has a pub called the Queen's Head considering Henry's reputation for removing them.


Outside the supermarket is this little monument to the ginger tom cat called Owen that used to live in the car park between 1985 and 1996.


They've even carved a few mice round the granite for him
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A leafy gate at the end of the High Street.


And there's me and the rest of the High Street reflected in it.

8 comments:

Rachel Hoyt said...

Just thought I'd drop by to say hi. That alter cloth IS VERY groovy and I love the picture of the mirror ball thing with your reflection in it. :) Thanks for taking us with you on your travels! Sorry... couldn't write this whole thing in rhyme. My mind is slow today and there's not enough time. :)

Sandy's witterings said...

Thanks Rachel-
Late at night
or in the morning,
before I've had a cup of tea,
Rhyming words
just leaves me groaning,
that's how it is for me.

Chip "Rocket Man" Allen said...

Always enjoy touring with you, Sandy! All I can say about that altar cloth is far out, man!

Shundo said...

I love it when the C of E tries to be all 'with it'. And I love that cat sculpture. More wonderful meanderings. But the pub sign is a little hideous...

Sandy's witterings said...

Thanks Chip, I would imagine that the congregation might need to be issued with sunglasses on entry.

Shundo, I reserve judgement on the pub sign. At least William didn't have to rely on a painting of Kate....err sorry Catherine....to pick his wife, unlike his multiple greats grand daddy Henry.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I love the sculpture in memory of the cat!

As to wildlife in the campsite, ducks are nothing, I camped at Victoria Falls once with warthogs running around the campsite, baboons unzipping tents to get at rucksacks which they then unzipped to remove food, they then zipped everything back up again as they left! Not to mention the night i bumped into an elephant on the campsite!

Sandy's witterings said...

Juliet, I've had a go at the safari bit myself - not in a tent (how very daring)I must say. We did get chased by an elephant in our van during that time and a few other interesting brushes with wildlife. I pleased to hear baboons are tidy enough to zip your tent back up after them.

Zia Wolf-Sun said...

And there was me thinking camping was all about getting closer to nature ;) If you'd just given the ducks a nice hot cuppa...and the swan appeared to have made itself comfortable for the long haul till you did too! I'm kinda glad you didn't take photos on the moterway...kinda scary thought if you were driving at the same time for example?!! Now...after I got over the psychodelic alter cloth...lol..I did like the cat and his engraved mice! Cool ;)