Pear Tree Log: I started this blog to keep my son, Jonny, in touch with life in Lincolnshire, while he spends a year working in China. It is a patchwork quilt of some of the things I enjoy - life in rural Lincolnshire, our animals, architecture, books, the gardens, and things of passing interest...

Sunday, 3 June 2012

Alford, Links to America

Our nearest market town is very small and often very sleepy, but it is packed with history;  it used to be a centre for smuggling sheep wool!    I have teased out a couple links to America, which I hope you will enjoy.
The road which I take to town leads us in past the very fine five-sailed windmill which was built in 1837.    It is a working mill with a tea-room alongside, which sells cakes and scones made with their freshly ground flours.


St Wilfrid's Church, which I'll post about separately, is over 650 years old.  The room over the south porch (where the flags are) is the Parvis room, which was used as the first grammar school, in the town, during Elizabethan times.

In 2007 there were celebrations to remember John Smith, the explorer,  a  former pupil of the school.  He was saved from death by Pocahontas!
John Smith became Virginia's first Governor.

The road sweeps around the church and we come to a fork - the right hand road leads to the Manor House and on out of town, we'll take the left hand road into the small market square.


This is, without doubt, George's favourite shop.  It is a good old fashioned establishment which sells all those essentials like screws, nails, bolts, door handles, fork handles, candles, cookware and kettles.

You can see that they have trimmed the place, to celebrate the Queen's Diamond Jubilee, with bunting and balloons.


There are cute little alleyways with useful businesses, like the fish and chip shop and the laundrette.

The market square is very small, when there isn't a market being held it is used for car parking.

Writing this post has taught me another lesson... I am, yet again, found guilty of judging a book by its cover, or in this case a building by its facade.

To the left of this photograph you can see part of The Windmill Hotel.  My eye has always skimmed over it, simply because of the enormous lettering proclaiming "The Windmill Family & Commercial Hotel".  It has always looked seedy and down at heel to me.

However, upon doing my research I discover that it has a fascinating history.  The present building dates from the late 18th century, although there has been an inn on the site for much longer.  In the 18th century it not only offered accommodation to travellers and families, but it was the civic centre for the town and held the Magistrates Court.

Thomas Paine worked as an excise officer in what is now room 105,  the Bridal Suite... the bay window on the first floor of the lemon coloured building to the left of the photograph.  Paine emigrated to America in 1774 and became an influential writer (Common Sense)  and became good friends with Benjamin Franklin and George Washington.   He later wrote "The Rights of Man" and "The Age of Reason", both of which are still published today.

Another link is Anne Hutchinson, born in Alford in 1591.  Her husband Will, was a tailor in the market place;  they had 14 children.  The Hutchinson family sailed to America in 1634 with their 11 surviving children.   Deeply religious,  Anne became one of America's first women preachers.  In 1643 the settlement where Anne lived was attacked by Indians and Anne and six of her children were killed.  Her daughter Susanna aged 9 was captured and held for 4 years, but was eventually returned.
This is a little snap showing just the tiniest bit of Alford Manor House which is believed to be the largest thatched manor house in England.  It was built in 1611 in a traditional H shape.  It has the bunting out to celebrate the Jubilee, the tents are there because the well regarded Craft Market is also being held this weekend.
The shops have put on special little window displays - but other than a few stretches of bunting, Alford Town hasn't really done much to dress the town for the celebrations.


This is a window of one of the antique shops - the rooms and spaces are rented to individual dealers. and I think this dealer has been squirrelling suitable items away for this occasion.  It looks lovely.






This road leads out, past the thatched houses which I showed you a few days ago.  The town may look quiet - but that is because these photos were taken at about 6am on Saturday morning,  I wanted to beat the traffic so you could see the buildings.


Thursday, 31 May 2012

Friday's Fence - Between Owl Wood & Arnold

Anyone who knows me will tell you that I rather like ramshackle, imperfect things.  Like this fence.  I love the broken and wobbly lines of it.  Perfect, it wouldn't have half the appeal.


I see it every single day as I walk Toby, my old dog, around Owl Wood.



The fence belongs to next door.


You can see the Owl Wood fence to the bottom of the photograph.


Although I could have taken the photographs from their garden, I chose to take the photographs over the fence of Owl Wood, looking towards the neighbours fence.  




Beyond that fence is something very dear to my heart.

It is dear old Arnold.  
The hedge and trees which you can see behind him are the hedging and trees in the photographs.   This was taken before he lost his winter coat.     He looks very much the dandy now with his gleaming summer coat.

I am very happy to be joining in with Friday's Fences with Jan and Jer.  
You will find lots of wonderful fences if you follow the link.

Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Thatched Houses

One of the things I really enjoy about blogging, is the way it has made me really look at my day-to-day world.  I have come to see that things which I take for granted, scarcely notice any more, may interest my blogging friends.
Like these pretty thatched cottages which line the main road through our nearest market town, Alford.
I know nothing of their age, but I do know they are very old - just check out how small the white door of the end cottage is.  Designed and built when people were built differently from today.
I particularly like this one - just check out the brick work on the ground floor (click to enlarge the photograph)  where windows and arches have been changed at some time.
This white one is very attractive - again, see how
small the door is.  The sign on the front of the house is a sale board, full details can be found here...




This thatched cottage looks as though it is peering over the hedge.
It was originally a row of shops and cottages, which have now been converted into just one house.

I have tried a few times to get a photograph of the house with the gates open - but no luck.

The white building which you can see  next door to it is the rear of the white thatched house in photograph 4 - very cosy!

Alford is a beautiful little market town.  I am planning a post on it, so I won't reveal too many details now.  It has a working windmill, beautiful old shop frontages, almshouses, a very nice market square, etc and is well known for the regular craft fairs which are held throughout the summer on on most Bank Holiday weekends.

I hope you have enjoyed this tiny taste of what will be on offer.

This is a bonus photograph - it is not in Alford and I have shown it before.  It is here simply because it is thatched and I really like it!




Tuesday, 29 May 2012

I Was Out Walking Toby When..

..I looked down and saw a four-leaf clover.











Then I spotted another..
and another..




I didn't have my glasses with me and I hadn't gone out looking for them - they just seemed to jump into my sight and eventually I ended up with...

twelve four-leaf clovers.
click to enlarge!


This is the clump of clover, if you look there are lots in there.

Toby stood still for all of two minutes and was anxious to be on his way - so I muttered a "Thank you"  to the four-leaf clover fairy and followed him.

I hadn't gone looking for them, they just waved at me.

My family will tell you that this is not an unusual occurrence for me.  I can be walking along, head in the clouds, glance down and hey presto!  It probably just means that my brain is very good at picking out that particular pattern amongst all the regular clover leaves.

Traditionally four-leaf clovers are supposed to symbolise good luck, especially if found accidentally...  The first leaf is said to represent faith, the second hope, the third  is for love, and the fourth for luck.

I have yet to win the lottery, but I do consider myself to have been lucky in so many ways.

I would love to share these clovers amongst you, but I have read that it is unlucky to do so... I suppose the next best thing would be to offer to show you where this clump of clover is, then you can see for yourself.



Sunday, 27 May 2012

Cow Parsley in the Owl Wood

I love the month of May - it is normally the month when the hedgerows burst into life and there is so much  hawthorn blossom that it looks as though the hedges have been sprinkled with snow.



In Owl Wood there is a different magic.





Ivy marches across the pathways and up the trees, if left unchecked.




The bluebells are past their best, still beautiful...but fading.






A beautiful white froth of cow parsley seems to spring up overnight,  to compete with the marching ivy.














Most of it grows to about four feet high, in places it grows to almost six feet...so you can imagine what fun that makes walking with Harry.  He scurries away and is hidden from sight.

Toby and the cats get swallowed up by it only to reappear unexpectedly.  Little Red Hen disappears into it for hours at a time.

The trees are surrounded by white foamy flowers.  The effect is quite wonderful.  I keep making excuses to walk Toby and Harry in the Owl Wood; wicked woman that I am it is mainly for the pleasure of walking through the cow parsley.




It changes the quality of the light and looking across the woodland things are viewed as though through gauze.  It is quite magical.






Cow parsley is easily confused with several other similar looking, but poisonous plants - Hemlock being one of them.

I need to get my plant identification book out and study it closely!

Saturday, 26 May 2012

Two Bears on the Back of a Lorry...

Luckily I had my camera with me when I saw these two large bears on the back of a small lorry...












Andy Barton, of Chainsaw Carvings, created these beauties and was kind enough to let me photograph them - my initial thought being to show Grandson Harry - but then I thought why not share them with a wider audience?





I would like to think they made a few people grin as they were driven to their new home.





They certainly made George and I smile.





They are carved from Sequoia wood.



I bet Harry would love to find a couple of these in the Owl Wood...so would I.

Friday, 25 May 2012

Friday's Fences



My daily dog walks frequently take me past this fence.  It leads on to something really special and very beautiful.
I had to take all the photographs from the far side of the fence - I didn't have any money on me to buy admission as I was dog-walking -  so these are pictures of a fence, taken over a fence.










There is a collection of wildfowl, an exhibition area and a tearoom.
There is a lot of water... with fencing to discourage young children from taking a dip.








There is a mill chase...
with a beautiful resident.











This is the main entrance...
Image borrowed from terry moore
of Claythorpe Watermill which was built as a corn mill in 1720.  It was largely rebuilt in the 19th century.   In 1890 the top floor was destroyed by fire and was rebuilt again ...fire being an ever present threat in a mill.

It was originally powered by a water wheel.  It was the last regularly working watermill in Lincolnshire, but has not been in use since 1977.

One day I really must hand over my entrance money and pay an official visit.

Once again, I am pleased to be joining in Friday's Fences with Jan and Jer - check out some links to lots of  brilliant Friday's Fences here.