Preparing for Clearing in an Onomatopoeic Sort of Way

I have been battling away at my horrid course work and not getting very far at all.  I have had almost two weeks away from work in the Enquiry Unit hoping that I would return to work with my professional development project pretty much in the bag.

Well it is not to be.  I have been going to sleep despairing in of it, waking up dreading another day working on it and dreaming of having some sort of amazing light bulb moment when all appears clear enabling me to whiz though it.  Instead, I feel more muddled than I did before and him-at- home is starting to look as miserable as I feel at my lack of progress.

It got so bad two weeks ago that I volunteered for ambassador work  figuring that if I was not going away on holidays and I was getting nowhere with my work, I may as well take a break and earn some money.  For two mornings last week I went out to Medway to do mock interviews in a sixth form college.  I had six students to spend a half hour with each:  15 minutes interview, 5 minutes verbal feedback then ten minutes to write up the feedback to be given to the student.  I really enjoyed this work and tried to give balanced feedback emphasising the positive aspects but explaining what could help the interviewees to improve.  Then on Friday I was off to east London to subject another batch of sixth formers to a one hour and a half finance talk.  It is hard to make uni finance into a really gripping presentation but I did my best to encourage the students to apply for uni, explaining how much I had benefitted from my higher education experience.

So after two gruelling days at home trying desperately to avoid implementing my well-honed procrastination skills, I am back here in the Enquiry Unit for three days until we move to the computer lab to start Early Clearing on Monday.

On arrival in the office all was in disarray as staff prepared to move sites for Clearing.  I mentioned that I was feeling rather discombobulated which led to a wonderful discussion about onomatopoeic words.  I’ve always loved these and discombobulation just sounds to me like its meaning.  I found a wonderful article by Dianne Saphiere (blog) entitled “Want to Feel Ukiuki, Pichipichi and Pinpin?” where she writes about the Japanese implementation of onamatopaeia to describe foods; their texture, and smell, eating them and preparing them.

Some of my favourites are shikishaki  for crisp, fuwafuwa for fluffy and korikori  for crunchy and crisp and the wonderful sound of chokichoki  for using preparation with a knife. I wonder what word the Japanese would come up with to describe my very much alive and fecund Herman friendship cake mixture, bubbling away very busily on my kitchen bench with its yeasty earthy smell and sticky almost elastic texture?

Sources:

Dog: http://blog.culturaldetective.com/2012/06/19/want-to-feel-ukiuki-pichipichi-and-pinpin-japanese-food-onomatopoeia/

Kapow: http://northernuproar.wordpress.com/2011/01/26/onomatopoeia/

John Soanes and Grayson Perry – Paintings, Pots, Frocks and Tapestry

One of the hidden treasure places I take visitors with an architectural, artistic or quirky bent is to the wonderful – and free- John Soane’s Museum in Lincolns Inn Field near Holborn.  This house began life as three houses that were almost totally demolished then rebuilt by their owner and architect John Soanes in the 18^th Century.  The web-site (http://www.soane.org) tells us that

Soane, born in 1753, was the son of a bricklayer who died in 1837 after a long and distinguished career. He designed this house to live in, but also as a setting for his antiquities and his works of art. After the death of his wife (1815), he lived here alone, constantly adding to and rearranging his collections. Having been deeply disappointed by the conduct of his two sons, one of whom survived him, he determined to establish the house as a museum to which ‘amateurs and students’ should have access.

This museum is a wonderful treasure trove of art, antiquities, and amazing architectural details.  There is even an Egyptian sarcophagus in the basement.  I always wondered how his wife tolerated living in a constant building site where Soanes didn’t just modernise the kitchen or knock down the occasional wall; he moved the staircase, rearranged the floors and ceiling heights, changed the entire roofline and filled the place with huge chunks of ancient Greek and Roman building, all gathering dust and too heavy to move without a crane or several burly men.  He must have been a nightmare to live with - but he has left us the most fabulous legacy.

Inside Sir John Soane’s Museum - imagine having to dust that lot!

Within these walls is an amazing collection of paintings.  One of my favourites is a series of eight paintings by Hogarth called The Rake’s Progress.  Completed in the early 19^th century, it tells of the rise and fall in the fortunes of a chap called Tom Rakewell and is a fascinating social commentary of those days**.

Last week I visited the Victoria Miro Gallery near Old Street to see an exhibition featuring tapestries designed by one of my favourite artists, Grayson Perry, who refers to himself as the ‘tranny potter’.  He won the turner prize in 2003 for his very beautiful but disturbing pots and created waves by accepting the award dressed in a beautiful baby doll costume. 

Grayson Perry accepting his Turner Prize

Grayson Perry in his studio

Perry is famous for the large pots which he has been making and decorating for 30 years and it is relatively recently that he has branched out to include tapestry as a medium to express his unique take on life in the modern world.

One of his first is a 15 x 3 metre work called the Walthamstow Tapestry referencing the Bayeaux Tapestry but named after the area in which his studio is situated.

The Walthamstow Tapestry

His current exhibition is a series of six large tapestries exploring taste and class.  He produced three hour long documentaries entitled All in the Best Possible Taste with Grayson Perry shown weekly on Channel Four, the last one airing tonight at 10pm.  The first programme explored taste and the working class, the second middle class whilst the third will deal with the upper class.  He visited people in their homes, photographing their special items, attending special events with them and seeking to understand what constitutes good taste within their self-defined classes.  He then designed the tapestries which were woven on huge looms in Belgium.

In the tapestries he referenced The Rake’s Progress, naming his central character Tim Rakewell and also referred to other classical works although the tapestries are a completely modern social commentary - as were Hogarth’s so long ago.  I went with a friend and we spent ages studying the tapestries with their myriad details.  Just as I thought I had seen it all, I would notice another detail exquisitely executed.

Detail from Expulsion from No 8 Eden Close

Grayson Perry pictured in front of his tapestry ‘The Upper class at Bay’

It was a fantastic way of taking a break from my last course work. I have been I was pretty much in despair over it and just about giving up.  Then I checked the marks for my last two pieces of work only to find that I had achieved two firsts.  Prior to this news I had been moaning away to him- at- home that it was all too hard and wanting to hit him when he responded with “but you always say that”.  Now with these marks I can’t really give up so it is time to knuckle down.

Picture sources:

Inside Soanes museum: http://traveldk.com/london/bloomsbury-and-fitzrovia/dk/sir-john-soanes-museum#attraction-image

The Rakes Progress: http://janeaustensworld.wordpress.com/2011/10/20/the-rakes-progress-by-william-hogarth/

Grayson Perry as Claire: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/3298707.stm

 Grayson Perry in his studio: http://andrewhardman.wordpress.com/category/studios/

Tapestries at the Victoria Miro: http://thelittlegardenstudio.blogspot.co.uk/  

Expulsion from No 8: http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/charlottehigginsblog/2012/jun/06/hogarth-grayson-perry-tapestries  Also a great article about the works

 Walthamstow tapestry: http://www.blackratprojects.com/artists/biography/grayson-perry

The Upper Class at Bay: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/art/9321263/Grayson-Perry-What-class-am-I-All-three.html

**Link: http://www.soane.org/collections_legacy/the_soane_hogarths/rakes_progress

Herman the Friendship cake and Jess come to stay

A few weeks ago my friend Chris rang from Yorkshire asking if we could put her daughter up for a couple of weeks while she found a house share in London.  We were delighted to help out feeling it was payback time – fair exchange for when Chris had looked after my daughter up in Yorkshire a few years ago.  Jess arrived laden down with suitcases, a lovely bottle of wine and a plastic container containing a dubious bubbling substance.  That was our introduction to Herman, her friendship cake mixture which we were to empty into a bowl and nurture for ten days carefully following her special written instructions.

Herman baby

We set Herman up on the kitchen bench in a bowl covered with a tea towel and proceeded to stir him with a wooden spoon each time we passed, talking to him as instructed,  until the fourth day when we had to feed him with milk, sugar and flour, then continue the tlc for another four days. On the 9^th day we were to divide him into five little Hermans , four to give away and the last to cook into a cake.

Herman is as demanding as a pet but makes an absolutely delicious cake.  I took one into the Enquiry Unit last week for everyone to share.  People asked why it was called a friendship cake.  As I started to explain, the whole office became involved and it reminded me of Arlo Guthrie doing his 1967 monologue of Alice’s Restaurant.

It starts 

“This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the restaurant, 

but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, that's just the name

of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's Restaurant”  then 

meanders in the most wonderful fashion for a further 18 minutes.

Alice's restaurant album cover 

As I explained how Herman was alive and needed lots of nurturing a debate arose about what was alive and what wasn’t.  Jo** started it by stating that Herman could not possibly be alive.  The conversation went something like this:

Jo: I mean he is not wandering around my house having a shower and helping himself to the contents of my fridge is he?

Me:   No but Jo – really … Is that tree outside alive?

Jo:  Yes but that is different.

Me:  No it’s not. It’s alive and it is not wandering around your house is it?

Jo:  Look you’re being silly.

Me:  …and an elephant is alive and it is not wandering around your house taking a shower and helping itself to the contents of your fridge.  Ants are alive and they are not either.

Jo: …but at least they have legs.

Me: …but a snake is alive and it doesn’t have legs and neither does a worm or a tree.

By this time I had enlisted my fellow pedant Cherie as staunch supporter while Steve, the sane and sensible one in the office who deals with the schools of science informed us of the link he had emailed us.  We opened it to an email entitled  ”ALIVE!” with the following link:

http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=watch-yeast-live-breathe

This explains how yeast is alive and gives full instructions for setting up an experiment to show  how it breathes.  Jo then went rather quiet but Cherie and I were not going to let him get away with it that easily.

Cherie and me:  There you go! See! See!

Jo:  How do you expect me to believe that – it’s American!

Now that was below the belt- I felt I had to defend my heritage but by this time Jo suddenly became very busy immersing himself in his work.  Then Anne, also very sane and sensible, announced that she had found a whole Herman website.  That was truly exciting especially with its world map showing all the people who had logged onto it and lots of new recipes for me to try.  If you aren’t lucky enough to be presented with a baby Herman, you can learn how to birth your own little one on this site:

http://www.hermanthegermanfriendshipcake.com

These are the instructions that came with my Herman:

…and while you are happily tending your little Herman you can listen to some more Arlo Guthrie.  I love his motorcycle song and happily sang it to my kids as they rode pillion on the back of my motorcycle trying not to fall asleep.

“I don’t want a pickle

I just want to ride on my motor cycle

I don’t want to die

I just want to ride on my motorcy ……cle.”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSrZ68JV3mY&feature=fvwrel

*If you do not know this great monologue from 1967 catch it here – it’s a classic! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m57gzA2JCcM&feature=fvwrel

** I have changed all names to prevent any undue embarrassment that may arise from the publication of this blog

Sources:

Herman baby: http://victoriapitkin.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/german-friendship-cake-baking-from.html

Alice’s Restaurant album cover:   en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Alice's_Restaurant.jpg

Diamond Jubilee with Bananagrams, Rolf Harris and rotten weather!

Where were you over the four days of the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee celebrations?  Did you decide to go the whole hog and immerse yourself in the full on experience?

...or were you trying to get as far away from it all as possible – expressing the sentiments of this banner?

We did a mixture by escaping London on Saturday morning for three days in Suffolk on the east coast – a rather chilling affair with extremely changeable weather all weekend – but joining some of the more laid back street celebrations and watching the Thames pageant on TV staying comfortable and dry.    We had a very warm family welcome which made up for the wind blowing directly off the North Sea accompanied by driving rain. We amused ourselves with good food and plenty of bubbly followed by a marathon of games playing.  Him-at-home hates games apart from crosswords and Soduko.  These don’t count as games in my book, so I am constantly on the lookout for others who share my enjoyment of them. The Suffolk part of the family fits the bill perfectly so I introduced them to Bananagrams. 

They all became quite addicted and I barely managed to drag them away long to play the odd set of Rummikub, to which they had introduced me at Christmas. As I have just discovered that there is a world championship contest for Rummikub, I need as much practice as I can get. 

The local Proms by the Sea almost became Proms in the Sea with the torrential rain and almost gale force winds but those sturdy Brits were not to be dissuaded from a good bout of Union Jack waving while jumping up and down to Land of Hope and Glory.  They turned out in force dressed appropriately for the occasion.

Proms by the Sea

As a lily-livered Oz accompanied by an opera-detesting Him-at-home, we waited until the rain slowed to a mere drizzle, the opera singing had finished and it was time for the last rousing choruses. We ended our evening watching the Aldebrugh crew putting the life boat away. This takes great skill; a tractor type machine with caterpillar treads has to manoeuvre the unwieldy boat on a trailer backwards up the shingly beach into quite a tight space.  Things get very exciting around Aldeburgh and we all held our breath until it was safely tucked up for the night without a single scrape on its immaculate paintwork!  I wish I could park my car that well.

On our return we found London still in a festive mood – full of tourists and children on half term. Walking through Soho, the bunting in Chinatown consisted of alternating Union Jacks with Chinese flags – an interesting mix! We visited the Old Vic tunnels to view the free pop-up exhibition Rolf Paints the Jubilee.  The night before we had watched a TV programme about him and Anneka Rice working with 60 artists creating works to represent the six decades of Her Maj.  I am a great Rolf Harris fan.  He is an incredibly skilled artist, musician and brilliant entertainer who never patronises his audience.

It took a while to find the tunnels tucked under Waterloo station but it was well worth the effort. It’s a great space - so atmospheric with bare brick walls and the occasional drips from the roof and the smell of … well … old railway tunnels!  I took loads of pics but then I found the BBC website had much better ones (http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b01jms1g/galleries).  Rolf had done a large painting of Windsor Castle in the style of his “Can you tell what it is yet?” paintings that used to captivate me as a child watching his TV programmes.

Rolf Paints the Jubilee

Rolf's Windsor castle

He also painted a very atmospheric, almost impressionist, view of the golden coach in the 1950s coronation arriving in the morning mist. That painting was one of my favourites.

Coronation

We wandered home after a very enjoyable afternoon that only cost us the price of our fares.

A week later and I am now ready to see no more bunting at least until the Olympics , so any of you out there with your bunting still up – please give it a rest.  Take it down!

Sources:

Keep to the left: http://theefaction.wordpress.com/2012/05/31/where-to-stick-your-jubilee-bunting/

Jubilee bunting: http://www.promotionalmerchandise.co.uk/Jubilee-Bunting,p-19114,450.html

Bananagrams:  http://sweetspotstrategy.com/bananagrams-innovation-through-easing-scrabbles-pain-points

Rummikub: http://www.flevodo.nl/page80.php

Proms by the sea: http://www.tonypickphotography.co.uk/

Rolf paints the Jubilee: http://www.sixtyplusurfers.co.uk/life.html

Flapjacks and nuisance calls

If you are coming to work with us in Clearing you will need to be very careful about switching off your phone before starting work.  If it rings you are fined cake!  That means bringing cake for the whole office and if you leave it too long it turns into a pizza debt.

The most unfortunate timing for me occurred on the day I brought in a cake just because I felt like it and then my phone went off at 5.29pm – a minute before the office closed. We are not allowed to ‘bank’ cake points so I still had to bring in a cake my next shift.  Even worse was finding out that it was an unsolicited call – aaahhhh!

We were talking in the office about making all potential candidates bring in a cake as part of the interview process to assess their suitability for joining our teams but then thought it may be a little mean. 

Last week I paid my fine with flapjacks.  They are incredibly easy to make and contain lots of goodies.

Flapjacks

75g (3oz) butter or block margarine

50g (2oz) soft brown sugar

30ml (2 level tbsp) golden syrup

175g (6oz) rolled oats

Grease a shallow 7” (18cm) square cake tin

Melt the butter, sugar and syrup together in a saucepan over a low heat, then pour it onto the rolled oats, Mix well, turn the mixture into the prepared tin and press down well.

Bake in the oven at 180^c C (350^oF) gas mark 4 for about 20 minutes, until golden brown.  Cool slightly in the tin, mark into fingers with a sharp knife and loosen around the edges.

When firm remove from the tin, and cool on a wire rack, then break into fingers.  The flapjacks may be stored in an airtight container for up to a week.

I added a handful of coconut and another of raisins – quite delicious!

As I was searching for pics of flapjacks I came across a great article entitled “How to cook perfect flapjacks” by Felicity Cloake.  For any aficionados out there I would thoroughly recommend it as a sound bit of research (see link below).

…and speaking of unsolicited calls I was watching an item on the news about it last week and viewers sent in various tips for dealing with them.  My favourite was from the viewer who hands the phone to her toddler who enjoys a good chat.

When I am not highly irate at being interrupted once again, I may decide to have a little fun with  my responses.  These are some:

If they ask for Mrs ……. I may reply that “Sorry she’s dead” – a bit macabre but it works!

If they ask if I am the householder, or Mrs …., I say “Sorry I’m only the cleaner”

If they want to repair my computer I ask what a computer is and say I haven’t got one.

If they want to double glaze the house, I say that I really like it cold.

  

Sources: 

Flapjack recipe:  Good Housekeeping Cookery Book (1992) Ebury Press

Unsolicited calls: http://www.91mobiles.com/blog/4471/TRAI+on+Unsolicited+commercial+calls++UCC+.html

Not another telemarketer cartoon: http://www.cliffshomette.com/unsolicited-phone-calls/

Flapjacks research:   http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/wordofmouth/2011/mar/10/how-to-cook-perfect-flapjacks 
Flapjack pic: http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/1430/golden-orange-and-walnut-flapjacks

Working in Clearing

You may have been attacked by the Clearing recruiters on campus lately just when you thought it was safe to settle down to a lovely meal in the café or a stroll on the lawn.

When I applied to join the Clearing team two years ago, mine was one of 600 applications.  Luckily no one told me until after I got the job or I would have given up any hope of being considered!

At the interview I was asked a few questions about working in a team, working under pressure and being reliable.  I wondered if running a midwifery practice as a single parent on call for home births and dealing  with emergencies on a fairly regular basis while juggling  quite an erratic lifestyle was sufficient.  We then had skills testing where we had to do data entry, sort a list of names into alphabetical order and then do a phone test.  My hair kept flopping in my eyes during the data entry making me so much slower than the person sitting next to me, then the sorting into alphabetical order seemed okay but when it got to the phone test any sense of calm just flew out the window.  We were given the prospectus to look through and then told that we would be phoned up and asked questions about the courses in them.  I was sure I had done everything wrong and convinced myself I had failed so it was quite a surprise to receive the acceptance letter.

I attended the three day training in August and by the end of it I felt that my head was bursting with information.

 The first person I met on the course was Nicola and we have both now worked together for two Clearings and we often meet up for lunch on the days we work in the Enquiry Unit together.

Everyone is allocated to a team with a leader and the newbies all have special buddies to help and support them.  These ‘buddies’ are fellow students who have already worked at least one, often two Clearings and are invaluable to the whole team.  As the weeks progress, the members of each team became closer and closer and a fierce rivalry develops. It is very hard work and we are trained to always respond courteously no matter what mood the caller is in.

 The phones ring constantly with anxious callers worrying about finding a place at university or the progress of their applications so working closely together with team mates is vital.  In between all that hard work, we do have lots of fun and a sense of humour helps tremendously. It all culminates in our Theme Your Team event where, in between calls and during our breaks we decorate our team bay ready for judging on the last day.  Our team came second last year with our Twister Party theme.  You can read all about it and check out the pics in my August September 2011 blogs. Here is a reminder:

Team Uzma: 

Our Clearing 2011 Early Clearing team

Twister Party theme

                        

 The winners:  Pac man theme

The recruitment drive is for the main clearing period starting 13 August and ending 7 September. During A Level week there is overtime available especially on A Level Results Day when the phones are going from 8am until 10 pm.  We oldies will be working in early clearing from June and late clearing closes at the end of September. 

This work has been so welcome to help pay the bills and my tuition fees.  I have also learnt a lot.  I had been self employed most of my working life so it was quite strange to be employed and working as a team in an office.  I enjoy the interaction with the staff and my fellow students and, having grown up with quill pens and being chased by sabre tooth tigers, find myself on the receiving end of much hilarity in the office when I discover a new amazing thing about computers that is second nature to the younger ones.  My latest was finding out what the print screen button was for.  The ‘reference’ tool in word that Katrina taught me was almost life changing whilst learning about the tab key increased my data entry timing from stone-age-slow to almost bronze-age-meandering pace.

That weird button I have been ignoring for so long

…so you see working in Clearing that first summer not only left me with money in my pocket but helped me acquire  loads of new skills and led onto two years of regular part-time work that I could fit in around my studies. 

Sources: Phone instructions http://www.ragestache.com/view/comic/53985

                Print screen http://scrapbookdimensions.com/online/easy-and-free-printscreen-program

                Phone ringing  http://adrenalinereginasports.com/feature-regina-sk/a-shot-of-adrenaline-if-the-phone-rings-it%E2%80%99ll-be-for-me

The Simple Things in Life

I am sitting here on a Sunday afternoon feeling such a sense of achievement.  I had three pieces of work to complete before the end of the academic year, two due in this Tuesday and one the next.  The first was writing up the feedback from my case presentation last week while the other two were self assessment reflective pieces – my least favourite sort of writing! These are part of my clinical file which includes placement reports from supervisors and managers, feedback sheets from skills training in college and self reflection sheets.  Everything has to be done in duplicate and if I am not careful, I end up feeling like I am drowning in paperwork and overwhelmed by it all.

However I spread it all out across two rooms and sorted it into neat little piles and labelled each one.

It is now 4.15 pm and it is all done – all three written, one submitted electronically as per instructions, the others all ready to take in tomorrow, one day ahead of one deadline and eight days ahead of the other.  That is how I like to work but have rarely achieved it this year so I am really thrilled.  I also had on my list to write this blog but before I could start just had to do some clearing up first.  I tidied up my office, got out poor neglected Henry Hoover and just about blew him up with the amount of dust and rubbish he had to contend with.  I swear my rug has changed colour – I forgot how bright it is!

Whenever I complete a deadline I feel like this.  Before I can settle to anything new I need to do a clear out – as though  I am changing the energy of the room and preparing for the next task.  It has become a sort of lovely ritual for me and I am sure my little office is breathing a sigh of relief and saying “Whew I needed that!”  Now that I have finished this work I can focus on my final 8000 word project due in on October 1^st.  I do not want it dragging on over the Summer so after I have a bit of a break this week I will begin to seriously plan it and let you know how well I do it.

Last weekend when I was feeling bogged down at the prospect of this work Him-at-Home and I went for a walk to Greenwich and back.  It takes an hour each way and we have a special route so I can look at all my favourite things.  About ten minutes away is Manor Park.  In the middle of the lake is a beautiful old spreading willow tree.  Up in the branches are several nests occupied by families of herons.  It is characteristic for herons to build nests in a group.  We call it a heronry – I don’t know what the herons call it!

Anyway, it is a local tourist attraction and we are always joined by others when we to stop to count the babies and watch them grooming each other and stretching their wings, strengthening them ready for flight.  Sometimes we catch the parents fishing in the lake or returning from raiding someone’s pond for fish to feed their youngsters.  At the last count we could only spot three babies. Then we wandered through to Black Heath via my favourite houses/gardens route (favourite stained glass route if it is at night!).  I am terrible for peering into people’s houses to see how they are decorated but I figure it is fair game if there are no net curtains. 

After wandering through Blackheath Village checking out my favourite shops (kitchen, stationery, chocolate, shoe, coffee) we get to Blackheath proper. Lots of things happen here – kite flying, circuses, fairs, parties, football and people just hanging out.  Last weekend was very exciting because we came across the rocket launches in position ready for the Olympics. 

Rocket launchers

The gun bits seemed to keep rotating as though they were following us and I wondered whether they knew something we didn’t.  Crossing the heath we wandered down to Greenwich past the free Fan Museum.  As I have never been to it, I wanted to drop in but thought it would be best to go without himself – who was so NOT interested!

The market in Greenwich was in full swing and wandering down to the river we got to peer in through the new glassy bit round the Cutty Sark to admire the amazing restoration work.  A bit further on we encountered another crowd all watching the aircraft carrier berthed in the river practising manoeuvres ready to deal with any probs at the Olympics.  It was ever so exciting – and really noisy - watching the helicopters take off from the deck and the fighters roaring past overhead.

Aircraft carrier

We wandered back through the market stopping for a perfect cup of coffee and truly scrumptious cake in a new coffee shop just off the main market square.  Refreshed and rejuvenated, we hiked up the hill to the observatory noting how poshed up the park is looking.  Up at the top we had splendid views of the stands being built in front of the Queens house ready for the Olympic equestrian events before we wandered back to Hither Green taking an alternative route to peer in different people’s windows and gardens.

This is one of my favourite things to do – just go for a long walk and find pleasure in simple things.  It costs nothing (except for the coffee and cake!) and is good for the soul!

Sources:

Rocket launcher:  http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-17934042

Herons: http://bodysoulandspirit.blogspot.co.uk/2009/04/heronry.html