30 April 2016

Bluebells, wood anemone and wild garlic inm profusion in Claybury Woods












Claybury Woods and Park covers almost over 70 hectares, containing an ancient area of oak and hornbeam woodland (18 hectares) locally renowned for its variety of woodland spring flowers, including bluebells, veteran trees and fungi.
The park is made up of extensive meadows, wildlife ponds, wetland areas, managed scrub land and many ancient/veteran trees, the site being managed for nature conservation by the London Borough of Redbridge.
The park (formerly private estate of the former Claybury Hospital, which is now the gated housing estate, Repton Park) was initially arranged by famous landscape designer Sir Humphrey Repton, during the 18 Century.
For cyclists, horse riders and pedestrians the surfaced path provides a green traffic free route, linking the north west of the borough with Fairlop.
A natural play area, woodland art trail and outdoor gym are the latest attractions. A waymarked nature trail has already been established with corresponding leaflet.

My thanks to Chris Gannaway of the London Wildlife Trust and the Aldborough Hatch Defence Association who was my guide on Monday 25th April.

19 April 2016

The weekly white wash (with Glowhite of course!)


Far be it for me to boast, but as I plod towards 84 at a pace that is best suited to one of my age, I am rather proud of my weekly white wash. So proud, in fact, that at 8.21am today I ventured into the garden in my winter dressing gown and jim-jams to take these photographs. The tea towel is a Comic Relief number which amused me last year. All these items will be ironed ere nightfall and put away to be used in rotation.
The garden is beginning to take shape. I have spent two hours each morning and the same time in the afternoon over the past ten days or so. Given continued fine weather the rear garden should be sorted by the end of this week when I will move to the front. Yvonne's white lillies died back over the winter and are now springing up where they may be seen in the foreground. Last year we had over 60 blooms and hope for the same this year. The pond is sorted - thanks to Graham from Ramsgill, who who showed me how to open the electric box he fitted last year on the fence! New weed from Roger is giving the four goldfish a variety of food.
I guess Yvonne will be pleased to see the white wash!

17 April 2016

Fairlop Waters on a Sunny Spring Sunday








Once described at the 'Jewel in the Crown of Redbridge', Fairlop Waters Country Park was bathed in warm sunshine with puffy white clouds scudding overhead on Sunday afternoon 17th April as families enjoyed the wildfowl on the lake.

12 April 2016

Tis Springtime in my garden!





Tis Springtime in Aldborough Hatch!

One indoor plant on display in my porch here in sunny Aldborough Hatch for passers by to enjoy is the brilliant orange Ornithogalum dubium, commonly called Wonder Flower, Star of Bethlehem, Orange Star Flower or Snake Flower. It is a native of South Africa where it grows up to a foot tall and blooms with clusters of 15 to 20 blossoms each with six petals. It has been awarded the Royal Horticultural Society Award of Garden Merit. Mine was purchased at a local garden centre and will be nurtured with great care in the hope that it will continue to bloom each year.

Also coming into bloom in the Shubberries are the brilliant Bluebells - a sure that Spring has arrived.


As the two shots demonstrate, there is much to be done in my garden but I have made a start - the wildflower meadow (!) on the right in the first shot has been seeded and some self-seeded plants are already coming through. Wooden logs have been treated with preservative, whilst in some placed weeds are being cultivated for they are wild flowers in the wrong place. Corms dried over winter in the greenhouse are being potted up, whilst I have enough hanging basket tomato plants to serve all my neighbours and my own needs - the latter are considerable for I enjoy a tomato straight from the plant.

10 April 2016

St. Paul's to Greenwich and Home!















I cannot remember jokes. But I have now remembered two, both told at St. Paul’s Cathedral. The first was a Christmas joke. The second came today at Eucharist at the start of the Sermon by the Chancellor, Canon in Residence, Mark Oakley.
A parish had a very unpopular Vicar who was arrogant and generally unpleasant, whilst his sermons droned in for ever and ever and even long than that. The parochial church council finally plucked up the courage to ask him to leave. “I will leave when Jesus tells me to,” said the Vicar. A year passed and again the Vicar was asked to leave. “As I said last year, I will leave when Jesus tells me to do so,” said the Vicar. Another year passed and the Vicar announced at the beginning of the Service that he would be leaving next day, whereupon the organist burst into a hearty rendering of “What a friend we have in Jesus!”
Following the service at St. Paul’s, I caught the Number 15 bus to Tower Hill, a river boat to Greenwich and the Docklands Light Railway to Stratford. On the DLR, where there are driver-less trains operated by computers, I discovered that we no longer have train drivers or guards, for a notice informed me: “Please do not distract the Passenger Service Agent when the train is being operated from the front.” Passenger Service Agent, my foot!
But it was a good day in warm spring sunshine and with my Freedom pass the only transport cost was £3.50 on the river!

The Wonder Flower




In B & Q this week I happened to spot a single potted organge flowered plant. It caught my eye, so much so that I bought it on the spot, repotted it and have been treating it with loving care every since. It is called Ornithogalum dubium - common name Wonder Flower. I took it into the garden this morning to take this photograph in brilliant early morning sunshine. Not a good photograph, in fact, but it looks almost like a painting in this light

9 April 2016

St. Peter's in ESSEX LIFE



The May issue of ESSEX LIFE Magazine is published. It carries a photograph of St. Peter's Aldborough Hatch over a double spread in full colour. Readers of my blog will have to ihe two shots are joined at the hip! Sorry - but I do not have an A3 scanner!

The photograph was taken in early March when the Tete a Tete Narcissus (Daffodils to you and me!) were just bursting into bloom, together with the crocus. A later photograph - two weeks on - shows all the bulbs in flower - and this is the one I am using for the limited edition A3 framed photograph. Inset is a shot from the gate showing the bulb planting in progress last October. The brief test mentions the new garden in the churchyard.

I have scanned the two pages. This is the fifth set of photographs of St. Peter's that have appeared in ESSEX LIFE since December 2013.

New FREE publication!

Yes, a new FREE publication is about to go into production from the Ron Jeffries Publications stable! Under the Title Coping with Old People, with the sub-title A Guide for Young People written by an Old Person, this sets out to offer an easy to read selection of helpful hints for Young People on how to cope with the ever increasing population of Old People.
Indeed, the BBC must start to take the blame for some of this for during the past week a new two-part series on BBC One found Angela Ripon crossing her legs, sitting down and getting up again - all without using her hands - as part of a programme to help us all to get older more easily.
This is all very well, let it be said, but as more and more Old People populate this green and pleasant land, Young People will need a hand in dealing with them (us) for we (I) can be cantankerous, annoying, irascible and downright difficult.
And so I have come to their rescue with a 16-page booklet which I am publishing privately here at the Old Homestead and printing on my brand new Epson Stylus Photo 1500W (which prints in colour up to A3 but this booklet is A5 and black and white). Furthermore, it is being given away free for if I charge I have to involve the Tax Man and that has its own complications which produce stress (and at my age I am not to be stressed under any circumstances).
This joins three other FREE booklets - all of 16-pages - under the titles:
Fables for the twenty-first century
Dancing in the Rain
Yet more Dancing in the Rain
I am reliably informed that the earlier three booklets produced some chuckling, smiles and even hilarity in some quarters. So we can but hope that Coping will hit similar pressure points.
To whet your appetite, I will append herewith and heretofore a brief extract. If you wish to have your own personal copy of Coping, please contact me during daylight hours, but not between 9pm and 5am for Socks and I like to sleep in that time of darkness. 

The following is from Chapter 3 - Buses

It is at the approach of a bus – or three, if they happen to enjoy travelling in convoy, which many do – that the Young Person needs to be alert and ready for anything that might be thrown at them. Whilst waiting for the bus to arrive, the Old Person may be either asleep (or seemingly so) or engaged in murmured dialogue with another Old Person, giving the impression that they are frail and comely and kindly beings. This will all change in an instant (or the twinkling of an eye, as they say) as a bus draws up and flings open its doors.

Here Old People exert the rights that they firmly believe come with Old Age, moving with frightening speed at a rate of knots to the front of any queue, elbowing out of their way anyone who dares to impede their progress toward the open door of the bus. Clambering aboard with much huffing and puffing, the Old Person will then begin the ritual search for the Freedom Pass. Men will feel in outer garment pockets, struggle to unzip so that inner recesses may also be examined – only to find that they have the pass in their hand all the time, Silly Billies that they are, to be sure!

Searching for the Freedom Pass will take Old Ladies much, much longer. They will delve into voluminous handbags, fishing amongst purses, wallets, lipsticks, makeup bags, tissues (both unused and used), packets of opened biscuits, toffees, bingo cards, carrier bags – before remembering that the Freedom Pass is in their shopping bag all the time. Why, I ask myself so often, is it that Old People do not have their Freedom Pass handy before they board the bus?