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I'm listening to Frederica von Stade (dear Flicka)in Show Boat. Maybe the operatic balances out the middlebrow? What say you, Bonny Lesley?
Reply #621. Jun 14 10, 8:04 PM
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1) Charlton Kings?
Lesley, you must be psychic. Since I was young I always wanted to live outside London (until I did in 1989) and in 1974 my parents went to Cheltenham and seriously became interested in one of a few newly built houses in Charlton Kings. Of course it never came to anything (how can two barristers get work out there with careers in London really?), but at 14 gave me hope at least they'd consider it.
2) Wolverhampton. Never been there, but the best I could offer was a train ticket I got in Birmingham for my collection which was a return there. There are some places I haven't been to in the country as I said, and that's one. I hear I haven't missed a lot, and have been close to it a number of times and seemed to be correct.
Keep going if you want, it's a hobby of mine telling stories of the past.
Reply #623. Jun 15 10, 12:25 PM
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Castle Coombe i saw them filming Dr Doolittle there when i was young
Reply #624. Jun 15 10, 1:21 PM
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| Lochalsh
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Ah, David, I thought you were going to help me out with English history, although it's certainly nice to hear of your own travels.
As for Wolverhampton: you might like to explore its connection with Alfred, Lord Tennyson. I've been through the place on a train, and my late best friend's mother (also a Tennyson) is from there.
Lesley, I'm listening to the Flicka-Jerry Hadley version. It's been redone recently, with all the then-controversial lyrics restored. It's quite wonderful. Poor Jerry Hadley, though, gone too soon and too tragically.
Lesley, have you been a nice grrl today? Fie on that! Have you been a good grrl? Here's a hug!
((((((((((((Lesley))))))))))))))
Reply #625. Jun 15 10, 1:23 PM
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| Lochalsh
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David, do you know Bibury in the Cotswolds? A friend of mine who teaches art in the summer at some uni with "dreamy spires" takes her students there. It's picturesque, to say the very least.
Talk about England towns all you wish, and if the blog owner approves. They *are* in the land of my foremothers, after all.
 http://snipurl.com/xg6c7 [www_google_com]
Reply #626. Jun 15 10, 1:30 PM
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That is certainly not the beautiful link to Bibury that I meant to post, but I've lost that one.
My apologies to the Mistress of the Blog for my hijacking.
Reply #627. Jun 15 10, 1:36 PM
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| Lochalsh
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Back again, sorry. See if this works. It's worth a peek, though most of you may be used to this sort of townscape:
http://snipurl.com/xg6c7 [www_google_com]
This may not work, and, if it doesn't, I'm out of here.
Reply #628. Jun 15 10, 1:38 PM
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| Lochalsh
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(On the links I've added, you have to scroll down on the page to the photo with the purple flowers, then click to see how I remember the village.)
Mea culpa, Lesley!
Reply #629. Jun 15 10, 1:40 PM
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"Lesley, you must be psychic."
David, how many times have I told you that? Two of my closest friends moved there in the late 70s, to be near Eagle Star in Cheltenham, and it's very cosy.
Lochalsh, I have been the nicest and the goodest (take your pick) all day.
The blog owner is happy to talk about anything, even though it's not really a blog, it's just a thread with my name on...
Nice article. Mentions Cirencester - isn't that the one that's pronounced Sister?
No, I made that up. It seems that it is pronounced Siren Sess-ter, although Bicester is pronounced Biss-ter, and Leicester is pronounced Less-ter - not Lye-sester.
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Reply #630. Jun 15 10, 1:49 PM
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Sorry, I just had to mention the "Upping Sticks" thing you said on another Blog...It was so funny to me! I've never heard that before. Thanks for the chuckle, Lesley! :)
Reply #631. Jun 15 10, 1:59 PM
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Bibury- I've stayed in and visited the Cotswolds many times and Bibury is one of the few places we passed through and I have no recollection of, although if I saw a few pictures it would come back to me. But the places nearby have been well known since I was 10, and last stayed there in 1997.
Castle Combe- I'd struggle smaller than small towns I think- but having looked on the map it's a tiny village! I've driven on the roads either side of it or taken the train 22 summers running going to Devon but the closest bit I'd know to it are the motorway services on the M4. I saw the man who played the manager in Are you being served fill up with petrol there or the next one once though and he looked just the same and was driving a grotty old Morris. That was certainly in the area at least.
Reply #632. Jun 15 10, 2:01 PM
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| Lochalsh
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Good Lesley, Nice Lesley, now roll over!
David, ahem, you do have some photos of Bibury to look at. See above.
Lesley, when I looked for Bibury, I came across Circencester and said to myself "Now, how do *they* pronounce *that* one?"
A word brought you to by the same folks who have given us our chum "Cholmondeley."
Reply #633. Jun 15 10, 3:09 PM
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| Yes, and they would be the same people who gave us Featherstonehaugh or, even better, Cholmondeley- Featherstonehaugh-Cholmondeley. What a waste of ink that name is. |
Reply #634. Jun 15 10, 3:47 PM
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My father was born in Cirencester in the late 1890s - he taught me to pronounce it "Cicester" (sissister) but nowadays it seems to be pronounced "sirensester". Which is not at all interesting and no use at all in our attempts to confuse colonials. ;)
Reply #635. Jun 15 10, 4:03 PM
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Ah, the link... I think that was when I nipped in for an ad break or similar and was going to check later. Although clearly The Cotswolds and even mentioned in my diary (albeit in 1971) it doesn't look familiar like all the others do. I was going to look in my own lot as well but that was quicker!
Reply #636. Jun 15 10, 4:04 PM
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| lesley153
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Sorry, forgot, I was indeed conceived in Inveraray, on a rainy day in June. Lovely.
Rolling over as we speak.
Glad you liked "Upping Sticks," VM. It just popped into my head. I have no idea why, or how and when the term originated. Good, though.
I've just finished copying my (proper) blog into a word processing file, every single post, and every single comment. It didn't take too long, as there were only 113 posts, but longer than I expected, because I found myself reading them all.
My goodness, what a lot of memories in eighteen months, starting with the anonymous gift of paid membership and then the departure of the cat: links to Jonathan playing and singing: a huge number of idiots let loose running supermarkets: the potted biography of my sister-in-law: Merv! and Mr Cabbage, whose top chat-up line was "How old are you?": and the endlessly supportive and affectionate posts when I knew there was something wrong with me and I spent a year risking my sanity trying to find out what it was.
I never did get round to writing about the man who said he would "help me out" after my H died, by relieving me of the satellite TV system he'd built, and buggered off in a huff after I asked him for money: the woman who robbed me of my Sunday mornings for about five years, by calling on me after church, because she thought I needed the company, and buggered off in a huff when I told her I'd looked her up on the internet. Unintended methods, but good results - both times.
And the not-long-married yuppies who moved in next door and went into a flurry of building and improvement, mostly in the form of an extension which did wonders for their house but leaves me having to put the light on in the kitchen three hours earlier, and then, when I was in hospital, and the week or so after I came home, tried to con me into paying for a new garden fence which they would be able to see from their side, but my old fence remained, so it wasn't really a new fence for me. She (it was the woman who sent all the texts, and not once answered her phone, even when I rang her two seconds after I'd received a text) told me that my fence was falling down and there were bits missing. No there weren't. I haven't paid for it, she's moved out, and the house is for sale, so I don't expect to hear from them again. I'm sure they have more important things to worry about than a fence. If they do try, I don't see how I can be made to pay for a fence I didn't order, from builders I've never spoken to.
I hope all the people who wrote about their lives here, and treated us to their drawings and paintings. will preserve them. |
Reply #637. Jun 15 10, 4:19 PM
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| lesley153
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| That's interesting, flopsy. I thought I'd come across that pronunciation before. When I was googling to see how many pronunciations I could find, they all said Siren Sester, except one which said that Sissister was a wicked rumour or a scurrilous lie. It wasn't! Thank you! |
Reply #638. Jun 15 10, 4:28 PM
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| Lochalsh
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First time I've seen Stern playing when he wasn't standing on a roof....
I have that concerto from a gazillion different artists. I am a woman obsessed.
Speaking of: Heard from GC recently, Lesley?
Reply #640. Jun 16 10, 7:57 PM
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