Category: History

Theatre of the Mind

Once a month, on the evening of the third Sunday, the Silent Eye hosts a zoom-based get-together on the internet. People join us from across the world. The purpose is to share our (and others’) explorations of the mystically-oriented life; hence its name: SE-Explorations. In the comfort of our own homes, those who might be curious and those who seem to have been curious … Read More Theatre of the Mind

Survivor in a landscape?

A complete accident this, though it looks like the figure in the right hand aperture was staged… I have no idea who she was. Kendal Castle; home to prominent members of the Parr family, whose daughter, Katherine Parr, remarkably survived the Tudor monster – Henry VIII. Perhaps that’s her ghost, smiling in the late summer sun, reminding us that even the darkest fates can, … Read More Survivor in a landscape?

In the gardens of Coughton Court…

Coughton Court in Warwickshire, fifteen miles from Stratford-on-Avon, is the ancestral home of the Throckmortons, one of the UK’s oldest catholic families and a place of great intrigue during the time of religious persecution. It still possesses some of the best concealed ‘priest holes’ in the country. It also boasts a beautiful walled garden, worth visiting in its own right… The name Coughton (pronounce … Read More In the gardens of Coughton Court…

Unsung Heroes: Hardwicke Drummond Rawnsley

The man put down the copper piece. Its construction had taken months, each day a voyage of learning. The elderly and bearded tutor had been patient, his bright eyes – a contrast to the dark beard – had eagerly overseen the development of the shaping of the copper pieces, then the detailed carving of the flowers, followed by the refinements, and eventually, the final … Read More Unsung Heroes: Hardwicke Drummond Rawnsley

Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (6) – White Space and USOs

So, now we’ve got to move swiftly! I see you’re willing and able, You have your faded work- jeans on and you can borrow my older safety helmet. It’s a bit squeaky, but perfectly functional. We have two hours to paint Salty Pete between squares 1 and 19. See the ‘Lucky Bag’ diagram, below . During the last hour before you arrived, I’ve been … Read More Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (6) – White Space and USOs

Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (5) – The White Rabbit

I didn’t explain about the three drills… I’ve written about the new one – a slinky DeWALT with a noise that makes you shiver with DIYlight. The other two are older versions by the same maker. Buying the new one was prompted by the failure of both my re-chargeable batteries, when I tried to use the drill after a year of idleness… So, technically, … Read More Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (5) – The White Rabbit

Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (4) – Push and Twist

I didn’t set out to have three drills… The posh one, a nice DIY model from DeWALT, was bought because both the batteries for my previous drill failed at the same time, after lying idle in their case for nearly a year… My fault. So, with lockdown looming, we dashed out to Wickes in Morecambe and got a new one. Portable drills have come … Read More Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (4) – Push and Twist

Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (3) – Two Peters…

(Continued from Part two) Everything was quiet… Several hours after I began swinging the sledgehammer, there was finally peace from the destruction. I pulled up a wooden box and sat on it, wiping the congealed sweat from my forehead onto my arm. The Lucky Bag ‘number square’ idea from the last post seems to have caught the imagination, so I’ve updated it, below, to … Read More Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (3) – Two Peters…

Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (2) – ‘If I had a hammer..’

“If I had a hammer…” The words rang out in my head. Peter, Paul and Mary giving it their all with one of the most memorable protest songs of the 1960’s. Now, I did have a hammer – a rather big one – and I was striding up the garden path towards an unsuspecting ‘Saltpetre’ with a hefty degree of intent… Bernie’s words rang … Read More Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (2) – ‘If I had a hammer..’

Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (1)

I am not a tidy person. My wife, Bernie, is much better than I am but even she admits that, as a couple, we have to work at it. At the bottom of our garden is a large stone building called ‘The Saltpetre’. Built around 1820, this ‘expense magazine’ (and no, I haven’t just made that up) used to house gunpowder awaiting transportation the … Read More Locked-down and Armed: one man’s struggle with entropy (1)

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