Yearly Archives: 2016

Christmas for Red Kites

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We treated ourselves to a Lidl Spanish Serrano Jamon for Christmas.  I had always wanted one!  The day came and I carved a thin slice.  It was disgusting.  So the Red Kites, Magpies, Crows & Jackdaws had an early Christmas present.  The leg tended to move around the field overnight, badgers or foxes would gnaw at it.  There now is a white bone in the field.  It has taken from before the 20th December to now (January 10th) to reach that state.

Some pictures of the Red Kite on the Jamon, and a few after the juvenile kite flew off.

 

Berkshire Cambridge Society lunch

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The Berkshire Cambridge Society (BCS) 2016 Lunch was held at the Henley Business School.  Members from both the Oxfordshire and Berkshire societies attended the lunchtime meal.  The dinner was a buffet dinner, like the previous year, with very clever carved vegetable decorations.  The highly interesting guest speaker was John Baxter, former Group Head of Engineering BP and now Chairman of the Advanced Nuclear Research Centre and Visiting Professor in Nuclear Engineering at Strathclyde University.

 

Brian V’s Leaving Drinks

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Last year, I met up with a few ex Walker people at the Kings Head in Aylesbury.  Brian V had just recently retired and was having a leaving drink for those who worked, or were still working, in the Aylesbury office  (now closed.)  This photograph came to light from the original Walker Inventory Management team.  Chris, Glyn, Jean (later to become Mrs Glyn), Brian V himself, Tina and Tessa.

 

Sadgits in Bury St Edmunds

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Last year, the Sadgits met up in Bury St Edmunds staying at the Old Cannon Brewery.  This pub brews beer on site, the day to visit is Monday when the beer is being processed.   We all wandered around Bury St Edmunds, meeting up for a drink at the The Nutshell, the smallest pub in Britain.  We all managed to squeeze in with room to spare.  After our preprandial drink we hastened back to the Old Cannon Brewery for dinner.  The next day we went to visit Ickworth House and Gardens for lunch.  The house has a fabulous stump garden.

The Glastonbury Abbey Extravaganza, Jamie Cullum

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I managed to persuade Rosemary to go to one festival this year, the  Glastonbury Abbey Extravaganza. She seems to have been further persuaded to go by one of her friends.  Playing were Van Morrison, Jamie Cullum and the Wells Cathedral School Jazz Band.

The journey to Glastonbury Abbey Extravaganza

We set off from home on the Friday, stopping at Avebury.  The site was heaving with people.  We walked around most of the ring, picnicking on the bank.  The facilities have been changed since we were last there.  The National Trust has opened shops, restaurants and museums.  We then continued the journey to Glastonbury, passing through Pilton on the way.  The trouble with Google maps for navigation was a sudden lack of mobile phone signal meant we were unable to plot a course for some time.  The cached map though helped us drive in the correct direction.

Glastonbury Campsite

A special campsite for the festival had been arranged, very basic, some Glastonbury Festival compost toilets, and trough wash basins.  The Festival painted oil drums for rubbish bins were also in attendance.  We erected our tent by a hedge and then walked into town for some well earned beers and food.  We drank at the Who’d A Thought It, which was the only pub we could find to sit outside, and went to the  Elaichi Tandoori for supper.  Lovely walk home behind the Tor back to the campsite.

The prelude

The following day we ate our breakfast, and went to chat with some campervan owners to see how they had done their conversions.  Interesting conversation.  They seem to have been long time campers and campervan owners.  We then walked up to the top of the Tor where the views were staggering.  We could see Hinkley Point nuclear power station on one side, and on the other side we could make out the Glastonbury Festival pyramid stage field and Worthy farm.  To the North of Hinkley we could make out the Bristol Channel and Wales beyond. We met an American who had come over expressly for the Van Morrison concert and a chap who lived on Worthy Farm.

After the Tor we walked on to Glastonbury for lunch at the Hundred Monkeys Cafe.  Rosemary assured me it was a Vegan cafe, and that I was not to mention steaks.  The first item on the menu was  beef burger.  It was a rather bizarre experience, on what was going to be a busy day, the kitchen did not have a full team, so customers were being turned away from a half empty restaurant.  We were seated, but did spend several hours there.  A lazy afternoon ensured with a bottle of prosecco at the Who’d A Thought It.

Glastonbury Abbey Extravaganza

At five we entered the Abbey grounds and found an area on a slight rise that should give us an uninterrupted view of the stage.  The fun started.  R was pleased with the Wells Cathedral School Jazz Band and Jamie Cullum.  She did not like Van Morrison at all.  I have to admit there were probably just two of his songs I  recognised.  Still is was a good evening with an almost cloudless sky.  Even saw the International Space station pass overhead.  The night was finished with splendid fireworks.

The next day

The morning after  the Glastonbury Abbey Extravaganza, it was raining. A very fine drizzle in the morning, meant we had to dry the tent out when we got home.  We packed and went towards Pilton.  Here we tried to get to Worthy Farm, but it is barricaded off. Showed Rosemary where Love Fields is.  We then headed for home on the A303.

Lunch

Then Google announced a detour because of traffic congestion, and we headed off on the A36 towards Stofford where we stopped for lunch at the Swan at Stofford.  We did not go for their Sunday roast, but ate from the menu.  Back on the road, and followed the diversion directions back to the A303, to be met by the traffic problem caused by people rubber necking Stonehenge.  At least Google had saved us a few miles of traffic problems, and showed us a reasonable pub for lunch.  Time the A303 was buried out of sight of Stonehenge, should improve the traffic flow no end.