Posts tagged ‘Upper Snodding’

July 10, 2012

Stuff and nonsense

by 3arn0wl

Liz Bannister wanted to bake a Victoria Sponge for tea. She didn’t have all the ingredients though,  so she sent Graeme to the Farmers’ Market with a shopping list:

Well, for some reason Ella Miller wasn’t there, so he couldn’t get the flour.

Phil didn’t have any eggs left either.

And so, in the best traditions of the professional supermarket shopper,  he substituted a packet of Roger Moore’s biscuits for the flour,  and a carton of Minnie Driver’s cream cheese for the eggs.

He’d got everything else though, so that was good. He was sure Liz would be pleased too. 😀

June 5, 2012

Hey Day

by 3arn0wl

All the tractors have been out lowering: making hay whist the sun shines.

Winskill’s coming on apace: Bob’s laid the underfloor heating in the limecrete foundations and the steel frame’s in place. The glass walls arrive later this week, and then he’ll get the solar tiles on. They’ll be topping off in no time at all.

Meanwhile Grace Merryweather has been making a careful note of all creatures great and small in her garden.

June 4, 2012

Masses at Snodding Hall

by 3arn0wl

On what has been a most glorious weekend, it was inevitable that large numbers of people would make their way up to Lord Rupert’s estate.

With the trees and borders resplendent with their Springtime adornment, the gardens were looking magnificent.  Many made the most of the weather; enjoying a picnic or a barbecue amidst the “Capably landscaped grounds”.  A few teenagers (and more than one dog) splashed in the lake, whilst others languished under the dappled shade of the trees, drinking Chianti fiasco, and reading the Romantic poets to their lovers.

Lots of people went inside the historic hall – “Remodelled during The Restoration by Barry” – and marvelled at the opulent splendour of the lobby.  Lord Rupert was particularly excited to show off his Priest’s Hole.

All in all, an excellent day of bird watching, Chianti-drinking and Sun-burning.

May 29, 2012

Shocking

by 3arn0wl

Have women’s accessories been offended?

Heaven forbid a sexist slur!

No, it’s just a typo – ‘Insulted bags’ were available at the Farmers’ Market today to convey home battered chickens.

May 26, 2012

New directions

by 3arn0wl

Chorley University undergraduate, Ali Moany, is studying for the bar.  She decided to make the most of the glorious weather and took the Blue Riband along the recently completed extension to Upper Snodding. From there she walked up to the trig point way above Winskill with her tablet and spent the day reading.

Rosie Barriclough’s decree absolute plopped through the door,  somewhat ironically.  She went for a walk to clear her mixed emotions.

And Percy, weighed down by the judgement he’d been considering for some time, decided to don his Chauhan’s boots and amble up the hill for some fresh air.

May 21, 2012

A kiddlytivytoo

by 3arn0wl

D’oh!  I kid you not – Poppy & Andy have really got their hands full with the Waste Disposal Unit they got from the (live)stock market last month.

They’ve been giving her everything the book says she needs:  goat feed, hay and water.  But she will insist on her supplements. She’s:

  • Neatly trimmed all the bushes;
  • Helped herself to their dinners. Twice;
  • Nibbled half the awning and
May 12, 2012

Supply & demand

by 3arn0wl

There’s trouble up at ‘ mill:

It’s National Mills Weekend, and there’s cracking weather for once,  which always brings out loads of tourists eager to part with their hard-earned.

But there’s no wind.  Not even a breath.  So no chance to mill any flour:  No opportunity to show the mill in action.

“Still.  They’ll be able to get a closer look at all the workings,” said Geoff.

And we can still send them home from the mill with a bag or two of locally produced flour, Ella thought rye-ly.