Thursday, 2 October 2014

More Tea vicar?

The vicar  and his entourage waiting patiently for their rhubarb tarts

Every year after Harvest Festival, the Church holds a harvest lunch in the village hall to raise funds. 
They usually put on a hot pot and fruit pie to follow, so it's well,worth the small talk., especially as Church stalwart Christine Davies usually makes the pies, and she's a cracking pie maker. ( I'll get her to enter the cookery classes in the flower show if it kills me)
It's a beautiful sunny day today, and suddenly the village seems full of activity. There is a funeral at the Chapel with a burial in the graveyard next to the Ukrainian village and the Children from the school will be attending Church this afternoon for their harvest festival service. 
I also met the incredibly cheerful foreman overseeing the renovation of the houses on London Road, who strangely knew of my blog. He asked if I could dig out any historic photos of the houses for him, which I have done, I think he's been somewhat overwhelmed by people congratulating him for taking the job on.

The cooks in the village hall, Mrs Trellis is first right 

56 comments:

  1. how lovely to keep traditions alive.

    The foreman will be pleased with the photographs they will make his job easier and more matching to the village. He is obviously sensitive to the surroundings.

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    1. He must be a good guy...he and his wife had planned to come to our open day last year

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  2. There's no better cooks in the world than church ladies!

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    1. The stew was cracking too!

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  3. They're the best, those ladies!

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  4. Your vicar looks like Christopher Biggins (but don't tell him I said so).

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    1. He reads this blog Cro!

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    2. I hope he doesn't comment.

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    3. Well then I must warn him that a couple of these ladies seem to have their eye on him. I know their type... ladies of a certain age (i.e. old). He should beware.

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    4. Oh dear I can sense a talking to in the vestry coming on

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    5. I am sure the Reverend Biggins (as he will surely henceforth be known by all, once the news spreads) will have a sense of humour. He looks as if he has, anyway.

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    6. Yes Andrew he's a bit of a wag on the quiet

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    7. A WAG?

      As is Wife And Girlfriend?

      I am confused. But Trelawnyd seems unique (at least they way you tell about it).

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  5. A vicar with his very own entourage AND a rhubarb tart. What more could a man ask?

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    1. This man?
      Well I would ask for Russell Crowe

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    2. "What MORE..."?

      So... That would make, eh... Russel Crowe, a vicar with his very own entourange and a rhubarb tart. Quite an odd combination you asked for there, but perhaps you should be more careful and specific about what you wish for,

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    3. Andrew ...have you been drinking?

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    4. Sparkling mineral water from the Ochil Hills that rise a few yards behind my bed actually. I don't need anything stronger to seem insane and inane.

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    5. Lol good for you!

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  6. What is the Ukrainian village?

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  7. The nickname given to my collection of hen houses yael

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  8. Oh, what a merry bunch you all are! I can just hear Betty Marsden as baritone-voiced Fanny Haddock in 'Round the Horne' intoning - "Yes, Johnny really loves his tart!" (For which, here substitute 'vicar', which is even better).

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    1. Over my head.......lol I AM considerably younger than you

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    2. Must admit I was hoping you'd have just about been included in that era of silly and daring (for the time) double-entendres, J.G. Oh well. It was worth a try.

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  9. Everybody in the village probably reads your blog and then discusses what happened to the duvet.

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  10. Life is so much happier with rhubarb tarts!

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  11. Does this mean we now have an inside line on the reconstruction of those houses? Well done!

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    1. I'll keep you all posted

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  12. "The vicar and his entourage waiting patiently for their rhubarb tarts"

    Good to know that Brits can still keep calm in a crisis

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    1. ...the spirit that won the war!

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  13. My tourist radar is blinking over "a day in the life of a Village in Wales"
    I so want to be there talking to the Vicar while eating Rhubarb tarts !

    cheers, parsnip


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    1. He's a talented storyteller.....I am sure he would keep you entertained

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  14. Small talk versus rhubarb tart - no contest.

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  15. I love Mrs. Trellis!

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  16. Funerals are always so full of life.

    Love,
    Janie

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  17. I have never eaten rhubarb anything! It's not much of a southern thing. I guess life is passing me by!!

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    1. Just don't eat the leaves.

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    2. ...nor apparently ever if gathered in a month that has the letter R in it, to allow the poison that accumuated over autumn and winter to metabolise away, (allegedly)... Enjoy :)

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    3. Tut... I merely pass on the culinary and agricultural "wisdom" passed to me by an old personage of my own village (Your's is not the only Village of the Mad you know.)

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    4. ... although I do profusely apologise for that shocking aberrant apostrophe. Shameful. Goodnight.

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    5. Mad as a badger x

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    6. and a badger who suggests that final photo could be entitled "a box of frogs" (as in "as mad as..." Sorry ladies, just a hunch).

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  18. I like the look of your vicar - proper old-fashioned one. (I am ingratiating myself in case I ever meet him).

    Today is National Poetry Day, so here's a poetic riddle from way back when I was in short trousers:

    'What's long and thin, covered in skin, red in parts and goes in tarts?'

    (Rhubarb)

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    1. Lol.... Well we are having a summer wedding bash in the memorial hall in June if you can make it ?you can meet him then if he comes!

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  19. It takes a funeral to raise a village!! lol x

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  20. Mrs Trellis has a smile that lights up the room.

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    1. Beautifully put Judith. Btw you are my longest follower xxx

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    2. I'm only 5 foot three!

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    3. Boom boom! You got me curious so I did some checking. I've been reading your blog since around 2009, when you had a mere handful of followers. See how you've grown!

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  21. Kind of a "Father Brown" episode....what a great group of people in your village. I still believe it could be a great sitcom. Your stories sure bring it all to life for us! You are amazing and so is Trelawnyd.

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