Our son looked after Annabel and Mac while we were away last week. On previous occasions when we have come back from holiday they have largely ignored us (and in Annabel's case sulked) for a day or so. This time they were most welcoming an Annabel miaowed her welcome for quite a while
We bought it in a charity
shop or at an antique stall a long time ago.Why did we buy it?Because we
didn’t know what it was and we like curious things.We saw another one in an antique shop earlier
this year and were told what it was (though given inaccurate detail as to how
to use it).
shows its size compared to that of a teaspoon.
(The initials on the teaspoon are AY, for Anne Young, the maiden name of
A couple more inn signs and the stories behind them...
The Who'd a Thought it?
There are a few inns around the country with this name - this one is in Glastonbury. There are said to be two potential origins to the name. One suggests that the inn is in an unlikely place whilst the other implies the landlord was not expected to be granted a licence!
The Blue Boar
Like many animal signs the blue boar has its origins in heraldry. The White Boar was the symbol of Richard III, the last Yorkist king of England. The Blue Boar was, inter alia, the symbol of the Earls of Oxford who were Lancastrian supporters. When Richard was defeated at the Battle of Bosworth it is said that a lot of White Boar inns were hurriedly painted blue! This Blue Boar is at Hay-on-Wye.
At Taunton in Devon is an inn named after Perkin Warbeck. Warbeck was a fifteenth century Flemish pretender to the English throne. Claimng to be Richard, brother of Edward V, he led a rising against Henry VII.
On 7 September 1497, Warbeck landed at Whitesand Bay, 2 miles north of Land's End, in Cornwall hoping to capitalise on the Cornish people's resentment in the aftermath of their uprising only three months earlier. Warbeck proclaimed that he could put a stop to extortionate taxes levied to help fight a war against Scotland and was warmly welcomed. He was declared "Richard IV" on Bodmin Moor and his Cornish army some 6000 strong entered Exeter before advancing on Taunton. Henry VII sent his chief general, Giles Daubeney, 1st Baron Daubeney, to attack the Cornish and when Warbeck heard that the King's scouts were at Glastonbury he panicked and deserted his army. Warbeck was captured at Beaulieu Abbey in Hampshire where he surrendered. Henry VII reached Taunton on 4 October 1497, where he received the surrender of the remaining Cornish army. The ringleaders were executed and others fined. Warbeck was imprisoned, first at Taunton, then at the Tower of London, where he was "paraded through the streets on horseback amid much hooting and derision of the citizens".
I have previously mentioned the Talbot, I suggested that the inn sign with the pure white dog was wrongly coloured and that it should have black spots. Either my information was incorrect and it could also be white or another sign writer has got it wrong; this one in Crickhowell.
Another bright and sunny morning from the
cottage front door.
Wales’s oldest cinema, in Bryn Mawr.
Just one of the many wooded lanes.
In addition to the woodlands there are areas
of parkland around Crickhowell with individual trees growing to perfection.
Where we had morning coffee at
A silver and amber ring bought for a
snip in the Abergavenny flea market.
A silver and aquamarine ring from
Abergavenny market to thank P-w-l-t not only for all her usual driving but also, this holiday, for loading and unlading all the cases, etc. because I'm not allowed to lift weights as yet.
And from a nearby stall, some fresh
bread, for home.
And a cruet from the flea market.
An unusual sign over a solicitor's door.
An abstract foreground in the Brccon Beacons (caused by the car's speed).
And another view of the mountains.
At Church Stretton we stopped for a cup of tea at
Jemima’s. I had one of their lovely
cheese scones to go with it while Partner-who-loves-tea had ice cream to ease
her throat which had been hurt by a bout of food poisoning on Thursday night.
A trip to Hay-on-Wye and one of our
favourite crystal and jewellery shops where Jo got a silver ring with spinning
inner rings of silver, copper and brass.
There was a memorable piece of
Labradorite in the shop.
We also had an ice cream at Hay-on-Wye but
escaped without buying any books.
We left Hay along the road with the toll
bridge which we have never been over before.
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