Posts tagged ‘Bill Wainwright’

July 6, 2012

Come on Andy!

by 3arn0wl

Andy wanted a hand in Winskill,  and so he’d decided he’d fit the kitchen.

Admittedly he was coming at the sink from an unusual angle,  but thinking he was turning the nuts counter-clockwise,  he’d spent the best part of an hour tightening them! :/

Poppy phoned di godfather, but he said that Gerry was busy forging at the moment and so couldn’t do any counter fitting.

However!  Just at that moment Phil Anyould appeared (sporting a chicken under his arm)  to deliver a tray of eggs.  And during this rather strange hen-counter,  he stuck his head under the sink,  to give handy Andy a handy.

June 17, 2012

Father’s Day

by 3arn0wl

& Fr. Jamesbrother came to visit.  They reminisced about their late father and had crumpets for tea.

Poppy’s nipped over to di godfather’s with her kid.  He’s asked her to sit for him.

Justin Case gave his granddad the pole tacks he’d found whilst panning in the Bredy last Tuesday.

Rose Wood presented Dawn Redwood to her father.  He really wasn’t expecting a family tree.

And as Lord Rupert ascended the staircase in the Great Hall, he admired once more each of the paintings of his …. …..!

April 7, 2012


by 3arn0wl

In the hiatus of Easter Saturday, vendors are hoping to separate punters from their hard-earned.

As La Belle glides up and down the Burbling offering lunch and afternoon tea, with the lure of an Easter Bunny crèche, the Blue Riband chugs along the Biscuit Line to find a story telling Paddington Bear at Tooting Halt.

There’s a Treasure Hunt in Poppleton Park, where teams are encouraged to find the ‘golden eggs’.

Lord Rupert’s hosting an egg-decorating workshop, led by Bill Wainwright and Antonín Biskup. The W.I. are there too, selling their cakes and preserves.

And Gawthrop Farm’s open to visitors – children love to pet the animals of course, and there’s always a chance of seeing a lambing. With egg tossing and egg rolling games and a hayride on offer, it’s a good job there’s some Scrum-P available for the adults.

December 19, 2011

Dance of the stars

by 3arn0wl

Bill Wainwright had produced a wonderful series of stills, which had been planted at short intervals along the A440, such that, if you drove Westward at 40mph, it shows a pair of dancers performing a pirouette.

It was advertising a pro – (minor)sleb evening of ballroom and Latin American dancing at the leisure centre.

Staff at the leisure centre had erected a huge, illuminated star, which doubled as their contribution to Poppleton’s celebration of lights.  Undertaker, and St. Nick’s Acolyte, Paul Bearer, noticed it as he was going to evensong. As he stood at the town hall, the star looked as if it was standing over the stables at the Dew Drop Inn.

November 23, 2011

Be there…

by 3arn0wl

Of course he’d do it for her. He’s her godfather after all. A purely honorary title, you understand, since what does an atheist like him know about “bringing her up in the faith”?

Actually, he’d done very little for the title, and it wasn’t as if she was asking very much of him now:  a few strokes of a paint brush and a bit of calligraphy.

But why were farmers so… prolific?  She seemed to be related in some way to practically everyone in the area! And they were all being sent… well one would normally say an invitation, but this was more like a summons:

August 19, 2011


by 3arn0wl

Police raided the Old Forge in Upper Snodding early this morning.

It remains unclear what they were looking for, but witnesses say that they carried away some very large, metal objects, and a number of boxes of paperwork.

“We were acting on a tip-off,” Sgt. John Constable, from the Fraud Squad said. “Apparently there are some detailed replicas in circulation, and our source maintains they emanate from here.”

Artists, Bill and Gerry Wainwright, have lived and worked at the Old Forge for the last five years.  Both her sculpture and his water-colours are extremely collectible and sales have been very good.

“I can’t think what the police want with a load of scrap iron,” a neighbour mused, “but at least they’ve cleaned that back yard up.”

July 17, 2011

Craft Market

by 3arn0wl

Disparate artisans congregate in the market square each Sunday to put their craft on sale.

Leather and metal workers,  potters and painters,  furniture makers and wood sculptorsknitters and quilters,  and jewellers and toy makers all busying themselves – setting up stall with their goods.

Punters come to appraise their wares,  and readily pass over notes in exchange for aesthetic and ergonomic pleasure.

And so Sunday morning gears up in Poppleton – a different pace for this normally bustling,  pretty,  confident,  historic market town.