What’s in an image? Sometimes quite a lot, more than meets the eye. I’m posting an image every few days.
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The land now occupied by Watermoor House and St Michael’s Park may once have been common land. But early large scale Ordnance Survey maps mark a much larger area, including that now occupied by the house and park, as a large nursery. It might have been owned at one time by Richard Gregory who was a Cirencester nurseryman in the 1790s.
The business (and probably the land) passed into the hands of John Jefferies at least by the early 1800s, and it seems that Randolph Mullings, a local solicitor, bought a substantial piece of it in order to build a large house in its own grounds. The details remain unknown, but Gregory, Jefferies and Mullings were known to one another, and Jefferies worked as a manager for Gregory on the nurseries. Gregory lost much of his money by providing surety for a friend’s loan, and Mullings advised Jefferies to continue managing the business and wait to see how things would work out.
Having acquired part of the land, Mullings engaged the architect William Jay to design the building; Watermoor House was constructed to Jay’s plan around 1827 in the Greek Revival style; and the garden and park were added to complete the property. The house is now grade II listed.
At some point Watermoor House became a private school until it closed in the 1950s or 60s. It may have had some other function following this, but today it is a residential care home.
I’ve cobbled this tale together from limited sources that may or may not be reliable. There are also many gaps. It would be good if the story could be properly researched by someone with the time and skills to undertake it.
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At the top of the image you can see the rears of buildings on Cecily Hill in Cirencester. Their gardens contain the trunks and foliage of mature trees just beyond the wall. The wall separates those gardens from the water channel and may have been built specifically for that purpose. Some of the tree branches have grown across the top of the wall.
Near the base of the wall is a distinct line, brown below and much paler above. I think the brown part of the wall is often underwater. The water flow is strongly seasonal, high in wintertime and much, much lower in the summer. The River Churn divides at the Gloucester Road bridge, only a kilometre from this point. The major branch follows the outside of the Roman city wall and usually continues to flow all year round. But the branch in the photo is fed from the outflow of the long, narrow, supply pound for Barton Mill and this in turn is fed from the main flow of the River Churn. The water flows in the town are complex, this section is often known as Gumstool Brook, but it might also be regarded as a diverted part of the Churn.
The pipework at the bottom of this wall was there in the 1950s and 60s when I was a child. Most of it was hidden then by a low wall topped with flagstones, but today much of the structure has fallen away exposing the glazed pipes. Out of the photo a little further to the left, the water disappears underground, running south of Coxwell Street and reappearing at the surface further west in the Abbey Grounds.
It’s good to know that the Town Council and the Friends of Gumstool Brook are looking into ways of improving the flow of this watercourse by adjusting the sluice management rules. We might see the water flowing properly all summer in 2026.
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One thing you could do was fix a piece of flexible card to the rear frame so that it made contact with the spokes of the back wheel. Then it made a marvellous noise that rose in pitch the faster you went (1955).
Apr 2025 (3 months before publishing this article)
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My friend, Dave, from Unilever days came down for a chat, a coffee, a walk and lunch. It was great to see him, as always. We took a look at the Roman amphitheatre and ate at Blend in the old brewery building.
Donna moving compost
It was Donna’s birthday this month and we visited Hidcote which has to be one of our favourite gardens. Our grandson, Aidan, was trekking in South America, exploring the Caribbean coast of Colombia, sending back regular comments and photos on the family WhatsApp channel. He’s taken some time out between A levels last year and starting University in York later this year.
At home, Donna and I were building and filling two raised beds where she plans to grow vegetables this summer and we had a dumper bag of a soil/compost mix delivered and barrowed it all to the back garden.
JHM: I wrote about dinosaurs and the Bible; and the little wren which is a bird and a coin. World events:Fram2 carried astronauts on a polar orbit for the first time; and Pope Francis died at the age of 88.
The new heat pump system was running by the end of the month and we had warm radiators for the first time on January 31st. What a joy! In the photo Akki, the team’s electrician, is commissioning the system.
Our leaking chimney was also repaired this month and a damp ceiling dried out well with no more drips in heavy rain; some alterations and improvements to the house were finished as well. We now have windows we can open in our bedroom on hot summer evenings, and that will be a huge benefit. Everything is getting better (but it’s all costing money too).
The CBC Small Group I go to every week had a social evening with a meal at Tony and Penny’s, there must have been ten or twelve of us there and it was a great time.
Our new greenhouse was erected today and looks just great. More good news is that Labour won the General Election and Roz Savage won our local constituency (South Cotswolds) for the Lib Dems.
The rather less good news was that Isobel had a fall while she was away with Donna for a Warner’s break. She had a partial hip fracture which resulted in a partial hip replacement operation and the need for recovery and physiotherapy.
Leaving Wales
Our friends Jim and Pam from St Neots stayed with us for one night. They arrived in a large camper van and were heading for a touring holiday in Wales. And on 17th I started my ‘Image of the day‘ series of posts here on JHM. On 28th we set off for Ireland via Fishguard and Rosslare for our annual summer holiday with the family.
Our solar panels were commissioned and fully working by 3rd July, and they came with a phone app that would let us monitor their activity as well as that of the 10 kWh battery that we’d bought. It was great to see the power flowing on sunny days, meeting all our needs day and night on good days and often exporting power to the grid as well. We knew things would be less impressive in the winter months.
With Debbie and the grandchildren
The Small group I’m a member of met for a meal at Phil and Judith’s house in South Cerney, it was good fun as always and an opportunity for longer conversations. Donna and I visited Batsford Arboretum, and Debbie, Aidan and Sara came to visit us for two nights at the end of the month. In the photo we’re strolling in Cirencester Park heading for the town centre.
We visited Bradford-on-Avon to visit an old garden and take a look at the town. Much to my surprise, there’s a particularly well-preserved Saxon church there. It wasn’t open so we couldn’t look around inside, but it was fascinating to see a structure that dates back before the Norman Conquest. It may have been built in 1001 CE, so very late Saxon. (See: Wikipedia article)
We ate breakfast in Cirencester’s Toro Lounge, the first time we’d done this since the COVID outbreak.
Gloucester Cathedral
Near the end of the month we visited Gloucester Docks and the Cathedral with Donna’s Mum, Isobel. The docks area is being redeveloped as a shopping centre with restaurants and a museum as well as all the old docks themselves now in use as a large marina. There’s a large plaza, places to sit, car parking nearby, and an easy walk to the city centre and the cathedral.
JHM: I wrote about a local musician; and a free way of writing online. World events: Russian voters backed an amendment permitting Putin another two terms as president after 2024; and the number of COVID cases worldwide passed 15 million.
Our family holiday was at Noordbeemster in the Netherlands, we crossed on the ferry from Harwich. One of the places we enjoyed during this week away was the Zuiderzee Museum in Enkhuizen. In character it’s very like the Welsh Folk Museum and the children enjoyed it just as much as the adults. The photo shows Meredith in the distance and Aidan trying out weird Dutch traditional toy vehicles. Pump the handle to move and steer with your feet. This proved to be much harder than you might think!
I drove to Burton Latimer to meet Rachael and our friend, Jody, for lunch and to talk about meeting again in our homes to hear what the Holy Spirit would say to us together.
It was an exciting month for astronomy as the New Horizons probe flew by Pluto and Charon and began to return data on 15th.
I visited the Christian Bookshop in Letchworth with my friends Jim and Paul to see if we could learn anything that would help us develop the new cafe/bookshop in St Neots. We were looking for good ideas, things to avoid, and advice from people who’d been through a similar process.
Train ride
Our family holiday was in North Wales at the end of July this year. The photo shows Beth and Paz with their daughters Meredith and Verity on the narrow-gauge steam train, something we have to do on every holiday! This time we were on the Welsh Highand Railway. A few days later we went to visit the Dinorwig pumped storage power station which is an impressive feat of engineering.
World events: The first 24-hour flight by a solar-powered plane was completed; and Slovenia became the 32nd member of the OECD.
Debbie and Steve were married in Cornwall at the end of July. It was a quiet but special occasion, with just the two of them, Donna and me, and Steve’s parents. We explored the local area briefly while were there, Steve’s Dad and I very much enjoyed the amazing Bicycle Museum.
Steph, Donna and Sondra
Our friend Steph Bennett and her daughter, Sondra, came to stay earlier in the month. During their visit we travelled to Paris by train via the Channel Tunnel and spent a day or two in the city. In the photo we’re on our way to the top of Montmartre.
World events:Eris was discovered, the most massive known dwarf planet in the Solar System; and the Huygens spacecraft landed on Titan.
Our friends Karen and Gert were married in Ampthill and I had the job of taking the photos, most were taken on Kodak colour negative film, and a few on my first digital camera. These were low resolution, but were better than film in low light conditions.
My Uncle Dick’s funeral was on 25th, and my branch of the family gathered at Churnside in Cirencester before the event and returned afterwards for a meal together. It was the same day that an Air France Concorde caught fire and crashed near Paris with tragic loss of life.
A Ford Anglia
We went along to the Tilbrook Village Fete where I spotted a 100E Ford Anglia just like the one I’d owned in 1969. It was great fun to see one again after all this time. I remembered the three-speed gearbox and the windscreen wipers using a partial vacuum from the engine. They were not the best wipers in the world!
Judy’s health was definitely declining slightly and she continued to lose weight slowly. But apart from that she was doing quite well and was not in pain at the start of the month. By the end of July, though, she needed some paracetamol now and then, especially when travelling in the car.
My Mum and Dad came down on my birthday and we were able to sit outside on the patio in the evening. Debbie and Beth were with us and Nick joined us as well.
We continued meeting regularly with our friends Tony and Faith, and Paul and Jenny for the most amazing times of spiritual experiences, feeling very close to one another and very close to Jesus too. They were such special occasions, not prayer sessions and not about physical healing, but they were about spiritual revelation and growth for all of us. Dad sometimes jokingly referred to them as ‘The Gang of Four’ or all six of us as ‘The Crazy Gang’.
Dad retired from Country Gardens this month where he’d worked to ease the handover of the old family business as a going concern to the new owners. His nephew Tim had worked with him on this, and being younger Tim continued with them after Dad left. Mum was pleased to have Dad at home and with time to walk into town or go out for daytrips, and even on longer holidays.
Cindy, Paul and little Sebastian visited us in Yatton. Seb was unable to walk without some support, but with his walker to aid him he was already bombing along really confidently – and fast!
Mum and Judy
We visited Mum and Dad on my birthday, we spent some time chatting in the garden as it was a lovely summer’s day. The photo shows Mum and Judy, with Dinah the Siamese cat sitting on Judy’s lap for a relaxing stroke.
World events: East and West Germany merged their economies; and Belarus declared sovereignty in a move towards independence.
I was at the RMS Microscopy Conference at York University on 12th, this was to help me get to grips with some new techniques, including electron microscopy and fluorescence microscopy. At this point I was still attempting to localise the plant hormones known as gibberellins in frozen plant tissue for Long Ashton’s Plant Sciences Group.
Debbie, Beth, and dolls
Judy continued teaching Biology GCSE and A Level at Cotham Grammar School in Bristol. Debbie (10) was studying at Backwell School, and Beth (7) was at Yatton Junior. We were living at 22 Rectory Drive in Yatton west of Bristol; the photo was taken in our front garden.
World events: The Rainbow Warrior was bombed and sunk; and P. W. Botha declared a state of emergency in South Africa.
The new Jefferies garden centre at Kingsmeadow was doing a good trade during the summer months after opening to customers in April. The Tower Street garden centre continued operating, as well as the shop in the Market Place (now Vodafone). And although the nurseries were still in use, they were beginning to fade away in terms of the value they added to the business. It was becoming cheaper to buy in nursery stock than to employ staff to raise plants locally.
Kathy, Debbie and Joanne
We travelled up to Frank and Kathy’s home for the Christening of their new daughter, Joanne, almost certainly in the car with Judy’s parents.
This was the last full month that we lived in our flat (upper flat in the photo) in Belmont Road, Bristol before moving to Yatton on 2nd August. The flat was very cluttered at the end of July, everything was piled up or packed in boxes ready for the move. This was at once exciting and very inconvenient.
Debbie was four months old on 12th and was dedicated at Zetland Road Fellowship on 27th according to a note in my Dad’s photo notebook. So a lot was happening in July 1975!
World events:Cape Verde gained independence after 500 years of Portuguese rule; and the Apollo–Soyuz Test Project docked American and Soviet crewed spacecraft in orbit.
My degree ceremony at Bath was a little earlier than Judy’s at Aberystwyth (or it might have been the other way around), but we both had our hired robes for the period between the two and the photos were taken at her parent’s house in Cheltenham during that week.
I travelled to Aber with Judy’s parents and brother and crept into the hall at the back to watch and listen as there were insufficient tickets for Judy’s family and for me as well. Then at Bath Judy came along with my parents. The next big occasion for us would be our wedding in October, and planning for that was pretty much done and everything arranged apart from little jobs like writing name cards for the tables at the reception and so forth.
World events: France tested a hydrogen bomb on Mururoa Atoll; and the Aswan High Dam in Egypt was completed.
At the beginning of July we visited Oxford for the day, Günter Klauß who was staying with us on a school exchange came too and very much enjoyed the trip. Mum sent an Oxford postcard to Granny in Northern Ireland reporting that Ruth had learned to swim a few days earlier.
On 10th, Günter returned home to West Germany, we took him to Kemble Station to see him off on the train to London. This was also the end of my first year in the Sixth Form at Cirencester Grammar School and Mum’s 37th birthday was on the 5th.
World events:Mariner 4 flew by Mars, becoming the first spacecraft to return images of the planet; and Edward Heath became Conservative Leader in the UK.
The Cotswold Roses would have been flowering freely on the London Road Nursery (now Partridge Way and Pheasant Way on the eastern side of Cirencester). The photo of the catalogue for the following season gives some idea of what they would have looked like.
The school holidays were always a time to look forward to, the freedom to do whatever I liked was great and we would certainly have some family days out to enjoy and a summer holiday away somewhere.
Mum’s birthday was on 5th, she was 32; mine was on 31st, my twelfth; Dad’s birthday was in June and he was now 34; Cindy was 8-years-old and about half way through her time at Querns School (juniors); while Ruth and Rachael had not yet started school at all being just four and three.
World events:Kwame Nkrumah became the first President of Ghana; and Francis Chichester won the first Single-Handed Trans-Atlantic Race aboard Gypsy Moth III taking 40 days.
My seventh birthday was the 31st of July in 1955. Mum and Dad gave me a somewhat faded red bike that was almost too big for me to ride, even with the saddle and handlebars set as low as possible. I found it quite daunting at first, but once I’d learned to ride it, I loved that bike. One thing you could do was fix a piece of flexible card to the rear frame so that it made contact with the spokes of the back wheel. Then it made a marvellous noise that rose in pitch the faster you went. Before long I was riding my bike to Querns School, though Dad came with me to make sure I was safe in all the town traffic. The photo shows our back garden at 17 Queen Anne’s Road where we lived at the time. It was taken in September 1960, but wouldn’t have changed very much since June 1955.
Mummy was 22-years-old on 5th July and I was two at the end of the month. I was admitted to Cirencester’s Memorial Hospital as a one-year-old (date unknown, so probably not July) and was apparently very taken with a large teddy bear they had on the ward. I was suffering from a serious bout of diarrhoea and, presumably, dehydration and was kept in for a week. The photo shows the hospital in 1950 (from the Facebook group, Old Ciren).
World events: North Korea’s Air Force was largely destroyed by anti-communist forces; and Uruguay beat Brazil 2–1, to win the 1950 World Cup.
A three watch system was started, and Mike spent a good deal of time writing and reading letters to and from Lilias, his family, old school friends, and RAF friends now at other stations. In one of her letters Lilias mentioned a problem with serious period pains, a cause of concern for them both.
Generally, RAF duties were rather light during July with the war in Europe now over. Mike mentions activities like cricket, softball, swimming and tennis as well as lectures on topics like returning to civilian life.
On 16th he was off to Staxton Wold radar station near Scarborough where there was rifle, machine gun, and hand grenade practice. Mike had a B+ Pass from the course at Staxton Wold. On 26th he was disappointed to learn that Labour had won a landslide victory in the General Election.
He spent Friday 27th travelling to Cirencester, Saturday with family and friends, and Sunday 29th travelling back to Skendleby and normal duties again with some new radar equipment. The picture shows a Midland Railway engine, probably still in use by the London, Midland, and Scottish (LMS) when Mike made his journey to Cirencester.
World events: Germany was divided between the Allied occupation forces; and the first atomic bomb test (Trinity), used 6 kg of plutonium to explode with the force of 22 million kg of TNT.
There’s not enough information to write something for every month in the 1940s. Dad’s diaries start in January 1943, so for January 1940 to December 1942 I’ll write about things I know, or draw on dated photos and documents. Sometimes I might use a photo or document with a guessed date.
Peace
For July 1940 I thought I’d write about the London Road Rose Nursery. This was a large field with a north facing slope, typical of hilly ground in the Cotswolds generally; it was limestone brash overlain by a shallow, stony subsoil and thin topsoil, by no means the most promising site for rose growing. Today it is an area of housing, Pheasant Way and Partridge Way. The field was owned by John Jefferies & Son and must have been bought by the company quite early.
To help keep the poor soil in reasonable condition a rotation was employed. It included a cereal crop, and roses the following year. I don’t know, but it’s possible (even likely) that a crop of mustard or some other nitrogen fixing choice would have been grown in a third year and ploughed in during the autumn to fertilise the soil and add organic matter. From the 1960s I recall stooks of corn (wheat or barley most likely) and the use of a threshing machine to separate and clean the seed for bagging and to produce straw. In 1940 it might have been done the same way or perhaps in those days there would have been more hand labour involved.
Corn seed would have gone to the Jefferies warehouse in Tower Street for further processing, cleaning and bagging for onward sale to local farmers for delivery in the autumn and sowing in the field in the autumn or the spring for early or later harvest. Straw was useful for packing plant orders for despatch in the winter months, and excess quantities could be sold to farmers and horse owners for bedding, or if long enough and of the right quality, sold for thatching.
See July 1960 above for more on the Jefferies roses. Wikipedia has a good background article on roses. The bloom in the image is a cultivar named Peace, the photo is taken from that article. It’s a hybrid tea rose with a good fragrance, presumably named shortly after the end of World War II. My father had two rose beds in the front garden at 17 Queen Anne’s Road, and the one nearest the front door was Peace.
Anything that appears in this section will be material that I believe belongs in this decade. Items will not be in sequence within the decade, but where I can make a good guess of the date I will do so.
An illustration from the book
When Tigger (my father) was about six or seven (a guess) his father, my Grandpa, wrote a little story for him. His mother (Nor) had a hand in this too for the book is machine stitched. I well remember her treadle sewing-machine from the 1950s when I was a child, clearly he had asked her to use it to stitch along the central fold of the sheets of paper making up the book.
The book has the title ‘Mr Fizwig, his monkey, and their adventures’ and was ‘Written for Tigger’. The illustrations have been coloured, mostly by a child of Tigger’s age, and a list of page numbers added along with the word ‘chapter’. Taken as a whole this provides a touching insight into family life around 1932 at ‘Churnside’, 37 Victoria Road, Cirencester.
You can read the book if you want to, it will open in a new browser tab. I’ve assumed a date of Christmas Day 1932, but it might have been written at any time and was not necessarily a birthday or Christmas gift. After a few years it was most likely forgotten, but never discarded. But now it’s here for anyone to read.
World events (July 1932): The Dow Jones reached its lowest level of the Great Depression, at 41.22; and Norway annexed northern Greenland.
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Mar 2025 (3 months before publishing this article)
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I walked the Thames and Severn Canal from the tunnel portal at Sapperton (Daneway Inn) to the other end at Coates (Tunnel House) and then followed the towpath where possible to Siddington and back along the Cirencester arm to meet Donna for a coffee before walking home again. Including some detours to view additional pieces of canal it amounted to about 15 miles in all.
Coates portal
The main photo shows Cotswold countryside, with Hailey Wood on the horizon. The footpath through this field is part of the Thames Way, and on the far side of the woodland is the southern canal tunnel entrance at Coates.
Several years ago I set up the Friends of the Gumstool Brook website for a friend, and after some difficulty I was able to hand it over fully to him. I’m not as nimble with the technical side as I once was, and I feel more comfortable not having the responsibility any longer.
We drove to York to exchange Christmas gifts with Debbie, Beth and their families. You can see Christmas paper debris in this shot but don’t ask what else is going on! Fern is probably creating really good artwork on her tablet. Paz and Debbie are having a sensible conversation. We did have an excellent time, and it’s always good to catch up.
Westonbirt School
Donna ran in a 10 km event at Westonbirt School, it was a big event with a lot of runners (she competed as 3390) and it involved two loops of a 5 km course circling around the grounds and local roads. She did really well, finishing the course and being far from the last runner home.
We visited Lydiard Park near Swindon. It’s owned by Swindon Corporation who look after it well – a bit like a National Trust property. The grounds serve as a public park with play equipment, a cafe/restaurant, and places for ball games and so forth.
The house has an interesting history and is well worth a visit. It’s available as a conference centre and for weddings and other events, and includes accommodation for guests.
Weston-s-Mare
We also spent a week in Weston-super-Mare, looking after the dogs for Donna’s brother Paul and his wife Vanessa. The photo shows Knightstone Harbour, with Brean Down beyond on the left and far beyond that, on the right, is Exmoor.
The highlight this month was our expedition to northern Scotland for the North Coast 500. We flew from Lulsgate to Aberdeen Airport while Isobel had a week in Weston-super-Mare with Paul and Vanessa; our journey out was on 17th June and we returned on 26th.
On our third day we visited John O’Groats, it had something of a Land’s End feel to it which is, I suppose, entirely to be expected. But looking towards the sea instead of the crowd-focused gift shops and cafes, you see the old harbour from which many an Orkney or Shetland ferry will have left or landed and small fishing vessels come in to land a catch.
Museum
Earlier the same day we’d explored Wick, once famous for the large scale of its famous herring fishing industry. The town has fallen on hard times with the loss of its major source of income, but tourism is beginning to bring some income back, aided by a really great fishing museum.
Paul and Vanessa visited us on 7th, and Tony’s funeral was on 17th at Cheltenham Crematorium. The lady who presented the address was very good indeed and everything went well. There were quite a lot of guests, Tony’s brother Ken with his wife Anne and their daughters and families, Paul and Vanessa of course, and more.
Fine weather made it better and we were able to chat outside, spaced according to the COVID rules though it didn’t seem too bad as each family could gather more closely within their own bubble.
We were having email problems with our web hosting company and as they were unable to fix the issue I decided to move to a Swedish company, one.com. It took a little time to get everything moved over, but it resolved the email difficulties and I soon had scilla.org.uk moved over and all the DNS aliases set up for jhm, chris, photo, and so on.
World events: The number of COVID cases worldwide passed 7 million on 8th June and 10 million on 28th; and there were border skirmishes between China and India.
I visited Thorganby on 13th, driving up through heavy rain most of the way. Donna couldn’t make it this time, but it was a good day. We visited Elvington for Aidan’s football awards day which included some sheep racing as well as football! In the evening Beth and the girls came over and finally I drove back home.
And I met my sister, Rachael, for coffee and lunch at Bosworth’s Garden Centre in Burton Latimer; it’s conveniently about half way between St Neots and Rugby.
Donna bought a new, purple HP laptop at PC World in Bedford. I suggested she spend a bit more on a higher spec device but she wanted the purple one!
I uploaded a new, revised version of Jesus, Disciple, Mission, Church (JDMC), a booklet on following Jesus based partly on the work of Alan Hirsch. I was very active in church life at this time, working with Several groups of people in and around St Neots. One of these was an Open Door Church small group run by our friends Roger and Carolyn. We met once a week for prayer, to sing, and to listen to the Holy Spirit’s guidance. Normally we would meet at the Church office.
World events:Lithuania officially adopted the euro as its currency; and the Kobanî massacre was one of three ISIL atrocities during Ramadan.
We began work refurbishing the old sports shop in Cambridge Road, St Neots, to turn it into a coffee and book shop. The old place had become dreary and old-fashioned inside and out, but we were confident that a new, fresh, bright colour scheme would make a very considerable difference. The major tasks would be to install a small kitchen where the changing cubicles had been, and build a service counter with coffee machine and display for cakes and so forth.
Aidan’s party
On 13th we visited Thorganby for Aidan’s 4th birthday party; dinosaurs and their footprints were everywhere, and Aidan was impressively knowledgeable about the different species. The food was dinosaur-themed too.
We visited our friends Geoff and Dawn who live in Corfu, Dawn’s daughter married a Greek so they have grandchildren in Corfu, and it’s a lovely climate. We spent a week with them using a little guest room in their garden for sleeping but eating and spending all day with them at home and around the island.
Mum’s note
Rosie and Richard were married (Rosie is my niece, Rachael’s daughter). Here’s something my Mum wrote for Rosie when she was born and brought it along to present at the reception! It’s so typical of my Mum.
At work at Unilever Research, I helped with some aspects of developing the Lipton intranet site and was helping set up new PCs for Knowledge and Information Systems (KIS).
World events:Wikipedia was featured in TIME Magazine; and there were protests in several European cities against software patents.
Unilever’s Colworth Web Team was set up, I was a part of this and worked for the team for almost all my years at the company..
Our friends Tony and Faith came to visit and we took a look at the Monk’s Wood Reserve that they wanted to see.
Ripon
We had a holiday in Yorkshire, hiring a cottage in the picturesque little town of Masham and visiting the surrounding countryside. We loved Masham itself, and also Ripon which I’d never visited before. We did a tour of the Black Sheep Brewery, right in Masham itself, really interesting and good fun as well.
June was definitely a good month, but also a busy month.
The photo shows Beth and Grandad (Judy’s Dad) at Hilcot, between Cheltenham and Cirencester. Grandad’s dog, Skip, is in the water and would probably have got himself hosed down when they arrived home in Charlton Kings!
Judy was beginning to lose a little weight at this time though was still fit and well and not in any discomfort. She had read somewhere that drinking vegetable juices might help with cancer so we bought a juicer and submitted all sorts of vegetables to its noisy, destructive action.
Beth must have been sitting A level exams this month, while Debbie was busy with her finals at the University of the West of England in Bristol. These were important times for them both, with significant implications for the future depending on the results.
World events: A US F-16 fighter was shot down over Bosnia; and Space Shuttle Atlantis docked with Russia’s Mir space station.
I chatted with Bill Giles the BBC weather forecaster at the Bath and West Show where I was working on the Long Aston Research Station (LARS) display.
At the allotments
A few days later, we drove to Charlton Kings, Cheltenham to visit Donna’s Mum and Dad, Madeline and Ron. Ron had an allotment nearby and he took us up to take a look at it. Like everything Ron did it was impeccable, not a weed in sight, all the plants raised in the greenhouse in his back garden, everything in dead straight rows. Quite regimented, really; but growing well. The allotment in the photo is not his, in the only one I have of him on his own plot, he’s far away and there’s no detail.
Larchmount
Towards the end of June, Debbie took a leading role in the Larchmount Players summer comedy in which bombs were transported on the London Underground and the other passengers made life extremely difficult!
World events: JK Rowling had the initial idea for Harry Potter; and the 14th FIFA World Cup was transmitted from Italy to Spain in high-definition TV.
There was country dancing at the Yatton Junior School Fete. Beth was involved in this and there were a lot of families and friends watching. I think I missed the fun because I was at work.
Fancy dress
Debbie and Beth also took part in the fancy dress carnival procession through the village. Here they were setting off, still in the school grounds at this point. Beth was wearing a clown costume made by her great-grandmother, Nor. I believe it was originally for my Uncle Dick to wear!
World events: The Schengen Area was created by five European states; and Route 66 was officially decommissioned.
Debbie and Beth went on an expedition with Mum to climb the stone stairs to the top of Yatton’s church tower. It must have seemed a lot of steps, and then all of them to do again to get back down. At two-years-old I dare say Beth might have been carried, but Debbie must have climbed up and down the entire way.
In Clifton
Here we are later in the month, crossing the Clifton Suspension Bridge in Bristol. It was clearly a hot day (flaming June), we were a very typical young family, Judy and I were still both thirty-one-years-old when she took this photo.
Debbie was three-months-old around the middle of the month and was probably able to hold things by herself. I’m guessing about the date of this photo, it might have been taken in July.
We hadn’t moved into our new home in Yatton yet, but the paperwork was all being processed. We didn’t move, I think until July or August, but at least by this time we probably had a definite date and would have given our landlord at the Belmont Road flat notice of our leaving date.
Exciting times!
World events: The Suez Canal reopened after the Six-Day War; and military rule ended in Greece with the formation of the Hellenic Republic.
This month spelled finals for Judy in Aber (Aberystwyth), and for me in Bath. As usual, for me this meant working in a hot exam room for hours and hours while suffering from a heavy dose of hay-fever. It was really not helpful!
I’d been studying Horticulture in year 4, while Judy was studying Biochemistry in year 3. The photo shows the Bath campus from the air around 1968. The large, pale construction site towards the upper right is the new maths and computing centre which was complete and in use by the time I graduated.
World events:Soyuz 9 carried a two-man crew for a record nearly 18 day spaceflight; and Brazil defeated Italy 4–1 to win the 1970 FIFA World Cup.
This month, Rachael had her 8th birthday and Ruth had her 9th, both of them were finishing an academic year at Querns School. Dad’s 39th birthday was also in June. If you want to see the riddles and their answers you’ll have to read the card.
I climbed Cirencester’s Parish Church tower and took some photos from the top, and also visited the World Gliding Championships at South Cerney with Dad and Günter, a German exchange student living with us at the time.
The school term ended in June, and that was also the end of my first year at Cirencester Grammar School. This is the main front entrance inside the lobby; turning first right led to the imaginatively named, two-storey ‘Red Brick Building’, second left was the Music Room, and right was the Library. Outside is a view across Victoria Road. (I took the photo in 1966, but nothing significant had changed.)
Ruth’s fourth and Rachael’s third birthdays were in June, Cindy was eight-years-old and I was still eleven (but only just).
This photo shows the corner of Cricklade Street (left) and Castle Street (right) in Cirencester. It’s based on a photo on the Wilts & Glos website.
The end of the school year was approaching as the second half of the summer term slipped by. I knew we’d have the long summer holiday and when we came back to school in September I’d be in my third year, not the second year any more. I was six-years-old at the time, but I’d be seven when we went back to school.
We went to Weston-super-Mare with Granny and Grandpa and stayed in one of the old hotels at the northern end of the front. I remember being fascinated by the waiter opening the doors on the wooden gramophone cabinet to make the music louder. We also visited Wells Cathedral on this trip.
(I know I remembered the gramophone from just two years old because I asked Mum and Dad about it much later when visiting them from Yatton. They were astonished and told me when and where it had happened. They remembered the name of the hotel we’d stayed in: The Lauriston).
At the end of May Dad travelled to Northern Ireland on leave and with some difficulties made it to Coagh on 29th. On 1st June they visited his old Ballinderry radar site and found it to be ’empty and derelict’. On 2nd they travelled to Belfast and had lunch with Mum’s Aunt Annie and her husband, Uncle Samuel. They sat in the sun outside City Hall and an American took their photo for them. After saying ‘Goodbye’ Dad caught the train to Larne, boarded the ferry, and was back in Stranraer in the evening, he wrote in his diary, ‘Horrible to leave Lilias’.
He then spent the rest of his leave in Cirencester catching up with the family and by the 10th he was back at camp in Alford. On 16th he spent a lot of time at the Butlins fun fair with others from camp. Radar duties continued 24/7 but with Germany defeated, the likelihood of hostile aircraft would have been zero.
There’s not enough information to write something for every month in the 1940s. Dad’s diaries start in January 1943, so for January 1940 to December 1942 I’ll write about things I know, or draw on dated photos and documents. Sometimes I might use a photo or document with a guessed date.
Dad was fourteen-years-old on 4th June, and most likely at school at Rendcomb College just north of Cirencester on the Cheltenham Road. The family home was ‘Churnside’ at 37 Victoria Road on the eastern edge of Cirencester. Mum was still eleven and living with her parents in Coagh, just inside County Tyrone on the border of Londonderry.
Tower St Nursery
One of the Jefferies’ nurseries was at Tower Street, this was on a plot of land that had once been very much larger and in the countryside on the southern edge of the town, but the town had expanded and the nursery was now surrounded by newer development; large parts had been sold off over the years, no doubt at a good profit.
The small piece that remained contained the Warehouse where seed-cleaning machinery occupied the top floor. The lower floors and the cellar were used for storage and processing of horticultural supplies and implements of all kinds. There were a number of greenhouses used for plant propagation and growing on in pots of various sizes. These were heated by a coke boiler feeding warm water through large bore pipes; during the winter months the boiler had to be tended and recharged with coke at roughly twelve hour intervals, usually around eight in the morning and then again around eight in the evening.
There was a packing shed in use all year round. Plants and sundries ordered by customers were packed in wood wool, tied up with raffia,and wrapped in sacking as required to protect them on their journeys; then delivered by horse and cart to local destinations in Cirencester and nearby villages, or taken to the nearby Cirencester Town Station for longer journeys by rail.
The photo is from a cine film taken in September 1960. The sign reads ‘Royal Nurseries, J Jefferies & Son Ltd, Cirencester’, but that aside, the greenhouses, pathway and warehouse would have changed little since 1940.
Anything that appears in this section will be material that I believe belongs in this decade. Items will not be in sequence within the decade, but where I can make a good guess of the date I will do so.
Stamp removed
This is an item that can be dated precisely. It mentions a nine-year-old, and other items with it as well as use of the name ‘Tigger’ show that it was part of a birthday present trail of clues for my Dad (he was known as Tigger by close family). As he was born on 4th June 1926, it’s almost certain that this trail was laid on 4th June 1935. It’s in my grandfather’s hand writing so we also know who laid the trail. And the stone steps and sharp right turn to a dark room describe the access to the concrete air-raid shelter where a step ladder must have been stored at the time. This little piece of paper tells us so much!
World events (June 1931): French industries warned that the US Smoot-Hawley bill would trigger an international tariff war; and the Dow Jones tumbled to its lowest level of the year due to anxiety over the Smoot-Hawley bill.
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What’s in an image? Sometimes quite a lot, more than meets the eye. I’m posting an image every few days.
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What’s in an image? And indeed what’s in a field? Let’s take it a stage at a time.
The Abbey
The grass in the foreground is part of one of Cirencester’s public parks, the Abbey Grounds. As the name suggests, this is part of the medieval abbey; the abbey buildings and the great abbey church are out of sight behind you in this view. All of those abbey remains are invisible, remaining as only foundations. After the dissolution of the abbeys by Henry VIII, the stonework was pulled down and re-used as building material as the town developed.
You are looking north-east. The first thing you can see beyond the grassed area is a stretch of water. This was dug by the monks to widen and deepen a branch of the River Churn to form a lake to supply fish. You will need to expand the image to see it clearly, it’s marked by benches, life buoys and low vegetation. The two figures in the extreme right are a good guide, they are just our side of the lake.
Abbey House
Also behind us in this view stood Abbey House, demolished in the 1960s. The Abbey land was later owned by the Chester-Master family who built the house, and the park was their private garden. There is one remaining structure from that time in the photo; the large mound at the extreme right covers the ice house built and used by the Chester-Masters.
The Romans
Cirencester is the site of Britain’s second city in Roman times – Corinium, or to give it its full name, Corinium Dobunnorum. The row of trees beyond the lake is close to the Roman city wall. Roman stone was also robbed to build structures in the later town, but out of site to the right of the ice house is a substantial bank and underlying that, the remaining Roman masonry. Some of it has been excavated and remains visible today. If you are visiting the town it’s well worth a look.
While we’re thinking of the Romans, the Abbey Grounds lie entirely within the Roman city and there’s almost certainly more to be discovered here. Just beyond the row of trees mentioned above is another branch of the River Churn. This, and the city wall would together have formed a barrier sufficient to force all traffic in and out of the city through the five large city gates.
Tar Barrow Field
The rising land beyond the line of trees up to the woodland along the sky line is known locally as Tar Barrow Field. ‘Tar’ is probably a corruption of ‘Thor’. The barrows would have been Neolithic or possibly Saxon, but the Medieval inhabitants clearly thought the Norse god Thor was involved in some way. There was also a Roman temple in this field and that would have been reached by a road or footpath from the Roman gate over what is today London Road.
Take a look yourself
If you are visiting Cirencester and interested in the town’s background and history, consider visiting the Corinium Museum (linked below). In addition to checking out the museum itself, you can pick up leaflets about historical sites to visit around the town.
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The faded warm colour of the sky, the stark blackness of the skeletal trees, and rising mist make a scene I just had to capture. I had only my phone with me, but for wide-field, distant views that’s good enough.
What’s in an image? Sometimes quite a lot, more than meets the eye. I’m posting an image every day or so.
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This photo was taken from the Gloucester Road, between Cirencester and the village of Stratton a mile to the north. It was the 15th of January 2025, at nearly five in the evening. The sun had already set so the air was cooling after a mild day with good sunshine and the moist air above the grass in the fields was condensing as mist.
The faded warm colour of the sky, the stark blackness of the skeletal trees, and rising mist make a scene I just had to capture. I had only my phone with me, but for wide-field, distant views that’s good enough. There’s a hint of mystery here too, we can only guess what might be hidden in the most misty areas.
And I couldn’t help thinking about the parallels with people. Before birth we are hidden, like the darkness before the dawn (you need to imagine a country dawn, not a city dawn, no streetlights, no artificial light). After birth we are visible to all and we change, growing in size, growing in knowledge, growing too in wisdom – hopefully. Most of our life is lived in the full light of day. We have a job, we raise a family, we interact with others as friends, or family, or perhaps sometimes even as enemies.
Lives, like days, begin, run their course, and then become evening. In the evening of life, the pace slows, there are memories that may be well-defined, or sometimes, like the mist, our memories hide things from us. The light fades, and when we die we enter darkness like the night.
Or do we? People have discussed what happens after death, every generation that has lived has wondered about this. Some people are certain that the darkness of death is the end of all sensation. And they are right, of course. But might there be other possibilities? Every generation has also held untestable ideas. Is there a God? If so, what is he/she like? Answers to untestable questions are not wrong, they are just not capable of being tested.
It has always seemed quite sensible to me to live my life as if what I do matters during the night of my life as well as during its day. But also, the teaching of Jesus is very logically sound, not testable but also, as far as I can see, internally coherent and free of self contradiction. That quality amazes me, I believe his claims to be true, testable or not. He has convinced me. Maybe he has convinced you too, or maybe not. We have that freedom, and we cannot persuade one another using the scientific approach, good as that is for studying more measurable and therefore testable matters.
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The rest of the week we might have left-over meat from Sunday, often minced and made into cottage pie or shepherd’s pie. And we had non-meat days in the week as well, perhaps macaroni cheese, or kippers. or baked beans on toast, or cod.
What’s in an image? Sometimes quite a lot, more than meets the eye. I’m posting an image every day or so.
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As a child I remember that we had a joint of meat on Sunday. And we usually had a fried breakfast on Sunday too, bacon, egg, fried bread, and perhaps a sausage as well. Sunday was a good day, a day to look forward to! The Sunday joint was sometimes mutton, sometimes pork, and just now and again, beef. But hardly ever chicken because chicken was too expensive. I also recall whale meat on at least one occasion. The rest of the week we might have left-over meat from Sunday, often minced and made into cottage pie or shepherd’s pie. And we had non-meat days in the week as well, perhaps macaroni cheese, or kippers. or baked beans on toast, or cod.
Today’s photo is from a house entrance in Cirencester’s Sheep Street. The house is not really a cottage at all. Hand sawn stone (known as ashlar) was an expensive material, so a genuine cottage would have probably have been built of undressed Cotswold stone straight from the quarry. Mutton (sometimes on a Sunday) is the meat of a mature sheep, tougher than lamb and needing more cooking time.
Why these references to sheep?
That’s easy to answer if you know something about the history of the Cotswolds! The land in this region is very good for farming sheep and in Medieval times wool was much in demand throughout Europe. Woollen cloth was still a major industry in early Victorian times, and the wealth created from the sale of unprocessed wool and woollen fabrics paid for many fine churches and merchant’s houses in towns across the region. Cirencester was no different, the famous Parish Church of St John the Baptist was built on wool money, and the many merchants’ houses in the centre of the town were funded in the same way. One of them, in Coxwell Street, still has its counting house attached.
That explains the references to sheep. You’ll find others, there’s the ‘Wool Market’, the ‘Fleece Hotel and Restaurant’, and Shepherd’s Way to name just three.
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Some of you might know what these two, rectangular holes are for, but many might not. Holes like these can be found all around Cirencester, usually along the main roads leading into or out of the town.
They date back to the dark days of World War Two when Britain faced invasion by German forces. The invasion never took place because Germany was unable to defeat the RAF and air dominance was essential before the invasion fleet could be launched.
The holes in these walls, if you haven’t already guessed, are sniper or machine gun positions to enable the defenders to fire on German forces from behind the temporary safety of masonry. One round from a German tank would been more than enough to destroy the wall, of course.
When I was young, nobody took the trouble to fill these holes again, but these days they’re probably protected as historical curiosities. A reminder if one is needed, that war can come visiting at short notice (as in Ukraine) and that no nation should assume it will always be safe.
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Beth was 1¾ this month, and Debbie was almost 5-years-old. We were living at 22 Rectory Drive in Yatton at that time and Debbie would have settled in at the Infants School and made a fair number of friends. (1980)
August 2024 (6 months before publishing this article)
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We were on our annual family holiday, this time at Portrush in Northern Ireland. On 5th of the month we drove to the Giant’s Causeway and spent a very interesting time looking around. Then we visited the Carrick-a-Rede rope bridge. This was quite an experience as well.
On the evening of 5th, Paz cooked steak for those who wanted it, and later I strolled around the harbour. The sunset was magnificent and I took a lot of photos, including the view of birds heading home as the sun sets.
Gas mains were being replaced in Cirencester. A team was going around, street by street, digging up the roads and pavements and fitting large bore, yellow, plastic pipes – where possible passing them through the old metal pipework they are replacing. Disruption was considerable for a week or two until the work was done and the team moved to a another street. Each property lost gas for only a few hours. Overall the work continued for months.
Cavendish House in Cheltenham closed down in February. Shopping has moved on these days and department stores are dying. I remember going to Cavendish house with my parents as a child, with my first wife before and after we were married, and noting that it was still trading much more recently – but now, it’s gone!
And we visited ‘Nature in Art‘ at Twigworth this month, too; a lovely old house with art exhibits indoors, but also many interesting installations in the gardens.
We drove up to York for a visit and to watch the Fulford School musical, ‘Beauty and the Beast’. Meredith was the beast, Verity played the part of Belle’s father, and Sara was one of the young lady ‘hangers on’ of the villain of the piece, Gaston.
It was very well done by everyone; we were highly impressed. I’d have loved to take some photos, but these days it’s not permitted.
The day after the musical we explored the city centre including All Saints Church and the Museum Gardens. The photo, taken in the Gardens, shows part of the Roman fort dated to 107-108 CE, along with a surviving tower, ‘The Multangular Tower’. The Roman masonry consists of small blocks of stone and the red strip of Roman brick. The much larger stones above are medieval. Click the photo for a clearer view of these details.
On 11th it was clear that there had been more than a thousand coronavirus deaths in China, and although the rate of infection had been reduced it was still around 6% per day. This all seemed rather worrying. By 19th the virus was being called COVID-19 and it seemed to me that we were on a knife-edge between containing the infection or facing a world-wide endemic disease like a very serious kind of flu.
I was pulled over by the police after missing an exit on a roundabout in Gloucester and braking hard. They were very nice about it. After checking my licence and finding it clean they wished me a nice day and sent me on my way.
My sister Cindy held a book signing event in Cirencester at a local bookshop; in the photo she is squeezed between copies of her latest book and various toys and other items. (Find a copy of Cindy’s novel.)
During the month I met often with my friends Mo and Sue Urbano at their home in Eynesbury, and also with a group of friends at local coffee shops. These were useful times of growing together in following Jesus to the best of our abilities. There were other people too and there are snippets of the conversations in my journal. This was a busy period in my life.
We visited Broadstone to stay with Donna’s parents, and Paul and Vanessa came down from Weston-super-Mare as well. We walked on the beach with them at Sandbanks to get some exercise.
We were living in St Neots at this time, in the old village of Eaton Ford, once in Befordshire but now incorporated into the town as part of Cambridgeshire.
Unilever Colworth’s Christian Union (CU) met every Monday lunchtime and of course the meetings were not denominational in any way since we were all from different places and denominations (or in my case from no denomination at all). This was one of the features that made it so good.
Peter Farmer visited us and stayed the night on 6th, in 2009 he had been visiting one region of Britain every month to find out how people were meeting and reaching out. Quite a project! The following day we had a great meeting at Moggerhanger House.
Driving cross country, I visited Debbie and Steve in Chipping Sodbury; Debbie and I walked to the nearby Iron Age hill fort which is very well-preserved. I didn’t even know it was there! There’s a double mound and a deep ditch between them; in the photo Debbie is standing in the entrance across one of the earthworks.
I had recently bought a new Nokia 6230 phone. It seems primitive indeed as I write this in 2025, but at the time it was an impressive little device. The iPhone appeared in 2007 and changed phones forever.
World events:North Korea announced it had nuclear weapons; and YouTube was founded (but not yet operating).
This is the kitchen, still as it was when we moved into our new home in Eaton Ford, St Neots. One of the things we’ll always remember is that the earthing on the cooker was faulty and it was sometimes possible to get a bit of a jolt from a metal pan handle. Renewing the kitchen was high on our to-do list and a few days after this photo was taken, we began taking down the old units and redecorating ready for the kitchen fitters to start work.
Near Calais
Towards the end of the month we travelled to Calais with the Open Door Church Small Group we were part of. Here we are walking along the coast path south-west of the town, I think. It was a good weekend break and fun to all be together. I can recommend it as a way to cement friendships, doing anything together is helpful.
Despite Judy’s best intentions, she had to give up working at Cotham Grammar School because of the stress and demanding hours. She was still not fully fit after some issues with chemotherapy in late 1994. Apart from her teaching job she was in really good shape and able to live perfectly normally.
For the first time in ages we were able to spend time together as a family in the evenings and weekends and that was a real joy for me and our daughters, Debbie and Beth, now 20 and 17 years old.
World events:Steve Fossett landed in Canada, the first person to fly solo across the Pacific by balloon; and Barings Bank in the UK collapsed.
On 10th of the month Debbie took a leading role in the Larchmount Players pantomime production of Tom the Piper’s Son in Yatton Methodist Church Hall. She did really well, a great performance. There were two further performances the following Saturday.
On the 20th we visited Judy’s parents in Cheltenham during the day and mine in Cirencester in the evening before driving back home.
We were living at 22 Rectory Drive in Yatton, between Bristol and Weston-super-Mare. Debbie was nearly ten years old and Beth still six.
My Uncle Dick received a letter (image above) about a book published in Cirencester in 1911. Nobody seemed to want this book at the time and my Dad gave it to me in February 1985, I was working as a microscopist and the book is about microscopy. In January 2017, I asked again if the Corinium Museum would like to have it, and this time they were interested so that’s where it can be found today. If you wish, you can read the letter, the book, and the museum form online.
Beth was 1¾ this month, and Debbie was almost 5-years-old. We were living at 22 Rectory Drive in Yatton at that time and Debbie would have settled in at the Infants School and made a fair number of friends. Judy was at home, looking after the house and I was working at Long Ashton Research Station.
I was considering ways to localise the plant hormone family of gibberellins in sections of plant tissue. The Pomology Division in which I worked was being closed down and the options were redundancy or a move to East Malling Research Station in Kent where pomology research was to continue.
Judy was looking (and feeling) very pregnant by this time. But she was in good health and there were no issues. The ante-natal classes had been helpful and we’d accumulated a lot of freebies and gifts and had bought necessary items ourselves as well. There were baby clothes and blankets, little booties and sterilising kits and bottles and teats and all the other things we thought we’d need. All this stuff fitted neatly in the basketwork crib Judy had made.
My MSc thesis was with the binders at this point. It was good to have all that paperwork and typing and drawing of diagrams (see photo) and charts behind me before the baby arrived!
I can’t be certain, but I believe this photo was taken by Judy on her way home from Aberystwyth (where she was at university) to Cheltenham, probably on a Black and White coach. That would be appropriate as the countryside looks black and white as well! I was in my final term at Bath University, and we were both working towards our finals.
World events: Tourists died in an avalanche at Val-d’Isère, France; and Richard Branson founded the Virgin Group as a discount mail-order record retailer.
Cousin Sue had her 21st birthday party on 6th of the month and Granny-in-Ireland’s 67th birthday was on 9th (she was my Mum’s mother).
School continued through February, it was my second term in the Lower Sixth, studying for A levels in Biology, Chemistry and Physics. My sister Cindy was also at the Grammar School, in the third year I think. Ruth and Rachael were still at junior school (Querns School).
World events:The Gambia became independent of the UK; and Ranger 8 crashed on the Moon after photographing possible astronaut landing sites.
One of my favourite toys at this time was Meccano; I’d had small amounts of this as birthday and Christmas presents. There were red bendy steel sheets in various sizes, green strips, dozens of nuts and bolts, wheels, axles – what fun for an eleven-year-old! But around this time I was given large quantities of second-hand Meccano parts, hand-me-downs from my cousins Tim and Jeremy. That was so exciting!
World events: The first CERN particle accelerator became operational in Geneva; and the Hollywood Walk of Fame was established.
We were living at 17 Queen Anne’s Road on Cirencester’s Beeches Estate. There were two conifers, one outside our house and another outside our next door neighbours, the Watts family.
There had been more of these trees, planted when the estate was built; but children being children the young trees had been tweaked and pulled about and most had eventually died. Mum and Mrs Watts would run out and chase the boys away, and had managed to save our two trees.
I was six-years-old and my sister Cindy was three.
We were a little family in our own, rented council house on the Beeches estate. I had a cardboard box, open at the top, containing my toys. I remember (from later) that there was a nesting stack of bakelite pots in different colours.
You could put them inside each other (I probably watched Mum or Dad do this) or you could make a tower with them (and I’m sure I enjoyed pushing the tower over).
World events:Chiang Kai-shek was re-elected president of the Republic of China; and in New York a credit card (Diners Club) was first used.
On 3rd February Dad travelled back to Skendleby, in Lincolnshire where he was a radar operator on a Chain Home RAF site. It was about a mile north-east of the village, but is not marked on the map, of course.
Mum and Dad continued to write often, on 17th he was troubled to learn that she was unwell and might need surgery that would result in her not being able to have children. On 24th he heard that she would not need the operation after all. He writes in his diary, expressing his extreme relief; and had she needed that op, I wouldn’t be here to write this now!
World events: An oral version of penicillin was announced; and Roosevelt, Churchill and Stalin met at the Yalta Conference.
John Jefferies & Son Ltd had a florists shop on the corner of Cirencester Market Place and Castle Street, now the Vodafone shop. In February 1940 we can assume the vegetable-seed trade was good as the wartime population would have been growing their own produce on every available scrap of land. The ‘Dig for Victory‘ campaign would have encouraged this.
Entering the front door on the corner, there was a space for customers, with a service counter on the right and a private door opposite the shop’s display windows. Through the door and turning right, was a small, almost triangular outdoor space where buckets of cut flowers were stored, and there was always a smell of cooking emanating from the kitchens of Viner’s Restaurant next door in Castle Street.
Turning left instead brought you to a wooden staircase leading to offices on the floor above. There were also steps (possibly stone) leading down to the cellar.
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The tree was topped, the branches trimmed off, and [the sculptor] was asked to work on the standing trunk in situ. He rose to this challenge and came up trumps, the photo shows some of the detail.
Image 124 – What’s in an image? Sometimes quite a lot, more than meets the eye. I’m posting an image every day or so.
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We have a skilled sculptor in Cirencester who specialises in carving large pieces of timber. He was called in work on a tree that had died in Cirencester Park. But instead of felling the tree and then asking him to work on the horizontal trunk (something he’s done to great effect in the past), this time the tree was topped, the branches trimmed off, and he was asked to work on the standing trunk in situ. He rose to this challenge and came up trumps, the photo shows some of the detail.
I never cease to be astonished at the way an artist can imagine a finished work before it exists and bring it to life in any medium – oil paint, watercolour, wood, stone. It’s a kind of magic. The human brain is so creative. People have been doing this kind of thing for many generations; think of Michelangelo, or the stone and bronze artists of Greece and Rome. No animal is capable of converting material into an image like this, or even imagining that such a thing is possible.
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