Many old St Peter’s Girls will remember Jennifer Shaw-Wheeler, with and happy memories. I don’t know the exact dates when she was at school but I would guess probably 1951/52 until roughly 1956.
I am afraid that I bring some very sad news, from her son, Andrew Parsons. Continue reading Jennifer Parsons, nee Shaw-Wheeler
Happy Mothering Sunday on this wonderfully sunny spring day to all mothers, grannies and great grannies, young and old.
Remembering of course that soon as one becomes a parent, one automatically moves into the ranks of ‘the older generation’, however young one feels or might actually be in years.
After all, what does age matter? Old age is what others attribute to you, not necessarily at all how you feel inside. Continue reading Saluting the ‘older’ generations
108 years ago today, on February 1st 1909, at exactly 2pm, a baby boy was born in a small village near Leicester.
His father, Lionel, records the event very briefly in his diary: Continue reading Remembering Douglas
Mine are not very good, when it comes to birdwatching…
Second question: What Colour is a Magpie?
I wonder how many of you have spotted that flash of blue on the wings? Continue reading How Sharp Are Your Eyes?
It might seem to be rather overdoing a point during the recent appalling weather to visit The Tempest, not once, but twice… Continue reading The Tempest
The Mother of the Bridegroom has a fairly minor role, in the scheme of things, but none of us wants to get it wrong, all the same. Continue reading Reaching out to all Mothers of the Bridegroom
I have so much to tell you, it is really hard to know where to begin, and hard not to be too gushy and over emotional. We have had the most wonderful long weekend celebrating Sam and Nick’s wedding. Continue reading The Wedding of Nick and Sam
What a year indeed…
In January Nick and Sam announced their engagement, in April we finally bought and moved into Crown Cottage.
In May the Problem of the Wall – about which more another day – reared its unwelcome head, so one way and another, we have spent many months unravelling, decluttering, downsizing… Continue reading Crowns, Weddings and Walls! What a year…
Still thinking about our schooldays…
‘After all, we’re raising you as future leaders of our country’ our nuns used to tell us, more than somewhat threateningly, when they felt the need to justify some harsh but apparently entirely necessary ruling.
So much for training up the country’s leaders, more frequently Continue reading Confessions…
So dreadful has been the news recently that, since lying awake nearly all night on November 8th listening to the news as the horror unfolded, I have hidden happily away from current affairs as best I can, absorbed in another, safer, world of books.
I have been reading – with great enjoyment – two very peaceful and charming books, as far removed from Trump (and even Brexit) as is remotely possible: ‘Excellent Women’ by Barbara Pym, and ‘Terms and Conditions’ by Ysenda Maxtone Graham. Continue reading Excellent Women?