tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post484435315213701052..comments2024-03-28T14:14:52.190+00:00Comments on Going Gently: Ash WednesdayJohn Going Gentlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-11466524177669750662012-02-23T16:08:10.144+00:002012-02-23T16:08:10.144+00:00I adore the fact that there is actually a lady cal...I adore the fact that there is actually a lady called Mrs Trellis - you couldn't make that one up.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-47495660708937204342012-02-23T13:12:33.619+00:002012-02-23T13:12:33.619+00:00Roll on the good weather for any reason...it's...Roll on the good weather for any reason...it's a sadness that village life is falling away...progress?Nota Benehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00969705852180234416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-8323893328674852342012-02-23T12:51:38.687+00:002012-02-23T12:51:38.687+00:00Hope the warmer weather arrives soon so your villa...Hope the warmer weather arrives soon so your village can spring back to life...Verahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13235143664894609891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-68205373356669963962012-02-23T12:20:02.474+00:002012-02-23T12:20:02.474+00:00I am with John D., I enjoy my country home with a ...I am with John D., I enjoy my country home with a Garden Centre, a farm & a retired couple as neighbours. Peaceful all for the traffic on the Highway in front when the Tourist & Fly season begins ... nice photo overlooking the grey morning light on the Village John Gray.Cindy@NorthofWiartonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00262513991016475701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-47644660019609363582012-02-23T05:51:47.282+00:002012-02-23T05:51:47.282+00:00No cleaners, or people prepared to undertake the i...No cleaners, or people prepared to undertake the ironing?Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-2025996056387726362012-02-23T02:43:25.105+00:002012-02-23T02:43:25.105+00:00Ash Wednesday has been appropriated by wildfire di...Ash Wednesday has been appropriated by wildfire disasters here. Unless they happened on a Saturday. For a moment when I read your post title, I got a bit of a fright for you and yours!sarah toahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12412812914705725798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-32683744474971170412012-02-22T21:50:57.286+00:002012-02-22T21:50:57.286+00:00I see you must really look forward to the warmer w...I see you must really look forward to the warmer weather and therefore more people. <br />I remember Ash Wednesday when I was a kid.....the competition was to have the darkest mark (+) on your forehead! I won one year!Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11199777195853274898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-6094648677081066812012-02-22T21:08:37.118+00:002012-02-22T21:08:37.118+00:00Thanks for sharing Trelawnyd....sounds beautiful!Thanks for sharing Trelawnyd....sounds beautiful!Sue @ Taylor Road Bee Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12655237287275374137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-77031014007461166662012-02-22T20:47:45.981+00:002012-02-22T20:47:45.981+00:00Funny thing its the same here when it is hot, evey...Funny thing its the same here when it is hot, eveyone is at the pool.cathy@homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10280998274935488909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-68842782570385547042012-02-22T20:25:11.920+00:002012-02-22T20:25:11.920+00:00I dunno - I kinda like the quiet towns - let the y...I dunno - I kinda like the quiet towns - let the young ones have the 'hustle and bustle' of the city.<br /><br /><i><b>Clancy of the Overflow</b><br /><br />I had written him a letter which I had, for want of better<br /> Knowledge, sent to where I met him down the Lachlan, years ago,<br />He was shearing when I knew him, so I sent the letter to him,<br /> Just "on spec", addressed as follows: "Clancy, of The Overflow".<br /><br />And an answer came directed in a writing unexpected,<br /> (And I think the same was written in a thumbnail dipped in tar)<br />'Twas his shearing mate who wrote it, and verbatim I will quote it:<br /> "Clancy's gone to Queensland droving, and we don't know where he are."<br /><br />In my wild erratic fancy visions come to me of Clancy<br /> Gone a-droving "down the Cooper" where the western drovers go;<br />As the stock are slowly stringing, Clancy rides behind them singing,<br /> For the drover's life has pleasures that the townsfolk never know.<br /><br />And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him<br /> In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,<br />And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,<br /> And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars.<br /><br />I am sitting in my dingy little office, where a stingy<br /> Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall,<br />And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty, dirty city<br /> Through the open window floating, spreads its foulness over all.<br /><br />And in place of lowing cattle, I can hear the fiendish rattle<br /> Of the tramways and the buses making hurry down the street,<br />And the language uninviting of the gutter children fighting,<br /> Comes fitfully and faintly through the ceaseless tramp of feet.<br /><br />And the hurrying people daunt me, and their pallid faces haunt me<br /> As they shoulder one another in their rush and nervous haste,<br />With their eager eyes and greedy, and their stunted forms and weedy,<br /> For townsfolk have no time to grow, they have no time to waste.<br /><br />And I somehow fancy that I'd like to change with Clancy,<br /> Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go,<br />While he faced the round eternal of the cashbook and the journal -<br /> But I doubt he'd suit the office, Clancy, of "The Overflow".<br />The Bulletin, 21 December 1889.</i>JohnDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00608216150220329902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-30041784124298840812012-02-22T19:46:07.412+00:002012-02-22T19:46:07.412+00:00maybe the real life 'walking dead' scenari...maybe the real life 'walking dead' scenario has started in Trelawnyd...<br /><br />...make sure you decapitate Mrs Trellis properlyChrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11487456386841182116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-45099685393023614932012-02-22T18:55:32.149+00:002012-02-22T18:55:32.149+00:00I've been away for the weekend so am just catc...I've been away for the weekend so am just catching up on your blog, poor Sorrel, but lots going on in the farmyard. With Donna asking after B and Bs in a dormitory village, wouldn't it be funny/strange if your blog opened up Trelawnyd as an international holiday destination!Lady Mondegreen's Secret Gardenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07638813551209321151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-40456336155576692302012-02-22T17:25:08.408+00:002012-02-22T17:25:08.408+00:00Living in a busy town like Brighton, your situatio...Living in a busy town like Brighton, your situation sounds like heaven to me.<br />Briony<br />xcrafty cat cornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06251582085392890533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-4529068375080121232012-02-22T17:00:56.825+00:002012-02-22T17:00:56.825+00:00When we lived in Caerwent, Wales the only people o...When we lived in Caerwent, Wales the only people out and about during the day were the milkman and the postman, although when the sun went down, the pub was full ;)<br />What a lovely view of your village !<br />~JoA Brit in Tennesseehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16080644141670903160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-70485036385008041662012-02-22T16:35:26.989+00:002012-02-22T16:35:26.989+00:00What's sad is when a village dies completely, ...What's sad is when a village dies completely, with all the oldies dying, nobody else moving in, and all the shops gradually closing. Hopefully Trelawnyd isn't going in that direction....nickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10472673041193755894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-75410105728393594132012-02-22T16:30:00.825+00:002012-02-22T16:30:00.825+00:00Pud
you need to stop watching those "special&...Pud<br />you need to stop watching those "special" 1980 videosJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-18497074394359708892012-02-22T16:07:19.318+00:002012-02-22T16:07:19.318+00:00"...the workers caught buses down to the like..."...the workers caught buses down to the likes of Rhyl" - Why? What had they done wrong?<br />"... housewives going about their daily business" - By that I presume you mean - the seduction of window cleaners and Betterware salesmen?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-69160067318193176382012-02-22T15:31:24.638+00:002012-02-22T15:31:24.638+00:00Yes, it is Ash Wed and this odd sod Catholic needs...Yes, it is Ash Wed and this odd sod Catholic needs to decide what to focus on this Lent. We're not suppossed to "give up" anything anymore, we are instead to focus on others and their needs. I think I shall pack up and come to Trelawynd and do some charity work. It looks so lovely there John. Who has the best B and B?Donna OShaughnessyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08266654110280149719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-29043233552797180902012-02-22T15:28:25.191+00:002012-02-22T15:28:25.191+00:00No church bells here, as the church nearest my hou...No church bells here, as the church nearest my house is a Baptist one. Decided lack of smudged foreheads today as well.<br /><br />meganmegan blogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04555646904983619596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-53891456898578080762012-02-22T14:06:33.292+00:002012-02-22T14:06:33.292+00:00Have a wonderful afternoon, John.Have a wonderful afternoon, John.LindaGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12203719919661519350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-52841750961253205492012-02-22T14:01:53.347+00:002012-02-22T14:01:53.347+00:00Here`s to warm weather!Here`s to warm weather!V.L. Loceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07412184990781515157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-67319818643770759862012-02-22T13:47:19.887+00:002012-02-22T13:47:19.887+00:00When I was younger I used to live on a stretch of ...When I was younger I used to live on a stretch of road with only three houses and nothing else for miles and miles around. My nearest neighbours were an ancient elderly couple that I never saw, a Cree mother and her six children and a bunch of cows. I hated it.Mary Ann Tatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06064111648107079739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-91261688267212431272012-02-22T13:26:31.076+00:002012-02-22T13:26:31.076+00:00to warm weather!to warm weather!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-88674255924675395492012-02-22T13:16:15.777+00:002012-02-22T13:16:15.777+00:00I'd forgotten all about Ash Wednesday.
When I ...I'd forgotten all about Ash Wednesday.<br />When I was a kid it was pancakes on the Tuesday and on Wednesday we had 'hash', which my Mum made with the leftover meat from Sunday dinner. I loved her hash.Little Blue Mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13616392505984609128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-51031456579980863832012-02-22T13:12:48.537+00:002012-02-22T13:12:48.537+00:00Here's wishing you some of the lovely bright b...Here's wishing you some of the lovely bright blue skies we're having at the moment.<br />Charnizay counts 502 - we're the 2 - in the whole [wide] parish; but the nursery school has healthy and growing numbers. Kids go to the next village for the primary.Niall & Antoinettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12699304108340257145noreply@blogger.com