Discover Challenge: Transcript – an Essay from my dad.

I have a very old school Excercise book from my dad who passed away last year at the age of 100 years and 7 months. He lived in Stratford in the East end of London.

Dad exercise book

Dad composition

Dad Compisition

It seems my dad visited a football match played between West Ham United and Burnley with his brother on Good Friday, and he wrote a compositon for school dated 9th November, 1929 when he was 14 years old.

This is what he wrote:

“How I spent Good Friday on the morning of Good Friday

I began the day by getting in the Hot Cross Buns, for our breakfast. All the morning I played a game of cricket, with my brother and some other boys. When it was two ‘o clock my brother and I went to the West Ham football ground, seeing a good game between West Ham and Burnley (resulting) in a win for the Hammers.

West Ham started off, as if to be sure of a ten none victory. A great combination between Earl and Ruffell enabled the last mentioned player to find the net with a great left drive. Immediately after the centre the Hammers gave Burnley a real lesson in football.They passed the ball accurately from man to man, but a mistake on Watson’s part, enabled the right back of Burnley to clear with a fierce drive. It was then Burnley’s turn to attack, and Hufton was kept busy for ten minutes. Before half time Watson, and Ruffell, put in two further goals.

In the next half both goalies were kept busy, Hurfton especially. Yews continually beat both backs only to find no one in the centre. Play was very even, and more than three times did Biel the centre forwards of Burnley, cut through the backs to be foiled by Hufton.Two minutes from the end Gibbins scored through a neat pass by Ruffell.That brought the score to four for West Ham. Soon after, the whistle went for full time.

We went from Upton Park to the Princess Alice, then a short walk from there brought us to the Hats Fair. Both of us enjoyed ourselves immensly on the coconut shies, darts, ringboards and alkl the other things. At half past nine we went home claiming between us two boxes of chocolates, three coconuts and a packet of cigarettes.”

I would mention that I never met my dad’s brother, who would have become my uncle Harry. He died at the age of 21 after falling into a lift shaft where he was working on a repair.

I really treasure this little exercise book. I do not have a lot of memories from dad’s childhood, just a few photos, but his is definitely one of them.

Discover Challenge: Transcript – An Essay from my dad

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Sculptures, Statues, Carvings

Champions Statue

My football team in London, West Ham United. I took this photo outside the ground on a visit to London. It shows Geoff Hurst, Martin Peters and Ray Wilson holding Bobby Moore aloft at Green Street, Upton Park. Bobby Moore was a legend at West Ham. He was captain of the team for many years, unfortunately passed away in 1993 at the age of 52. I saw him play his first game in the first team at West Ham.

Statue in solothurn cemetary
This young lady is in our local cemetery in Solothurn, Switzerland

This statue was from a park in Rheinfelden in Switzerland. The park was full of various statues from children’s stories, and I think this one has something to do with a Goose Girl story.

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Sculptures, Statues, Carvings

Colour Your World: Sepia

Sepia & bw wheat field

One of my photo shop experiements

Sissinghurst farm

I could not resist showing this photo.It was taken probably at the turn of the century or beginning of the 20th century at the farm at Sissinghurst castle where my grandmother grew up. It shows the people picking the hops for making beer. Whether my grandmother is on the photo I am not sure, but it could be the little girl on the left. She had it in her photo collection in any case. The family were farm labourers, and she grew up in the priest’s house at the castle. As a young lady her first work was probably in the diary at the castle.  Later on the castle was taken over by the Sackville West family and Vita Sackville West converted the land surrounding the castle into gardens, which are still a popular place to visit today in England.

Colour Your World: Sepia

Daily Prompt: There is going to be a big change around here – Someday

Not today, or tomorrow, but one day there will be big change around here. This was one of my mum’s favourite sayings, casting a glance in my direction when she said it to emphasize it was my fault to bring about the great change. Probably I had made a mess in my room, or decided to do something that did not fall into her diciplinary laws. Do not worry, mum was forgetful and so the big change was programmed for someday in the unforeseen future, so it never happened.

Someday I might stop blogging. It often happens, when the time arrives after my Golden Oldie sleep, that I pump up the jam on my computer, see the title of the daily prompt and find, no, that is not for me. And then suddenly a spark ignites in tbe dark atomosphere of my brain (yes I have one). The cobwebs are burnt away and a spotlight encircles me as I sit at my desk, and I begin to write. Sometimes you can also a choir singing in the background.  I did a check today and discovered my first blog for WordPress, according to the statistics, was on 11th September, 2009, although I was then transcribing them from Blogger, so I probably began blogging in 2007. I was in another site, Multiply, for about 2 years or more until the site was disbanded. I was also in blogger. I am still in blogger, but only for a weekly “Picture This” Challenge belonging to my blogging collegue Mitch. And so the life of a blogger continues.

Someday I might stop blogging, if I run out of things to say. Mr. Swiss finds I never run out of things to say – on the contrary, I have an answer to everything, and apart from Blogging, talking is also one of my favourite pasttimes. I thought of  a day without blogging. If I did not blog on my computer, I would have an hour in the afternoon to do what I want to do. After my blogging session I usually spend time on uploading photos, which I can use for my blogs. I seem to live in a Catch22 situation, a vicious circle is surrounding my existence. When I am not blogging, I am doing things to apply to my blogs. Are situations in life blogworthy? Take a photo of this and that, you can definitely use it in your next challenge.

From 6 in the evening until 8 I would also be searching for a purpose in my  blogless life as I then deal with various blogging challenges. How would I fill the void in my life, if I did not blog. What would I do with my spare time.

Of course, I could begin to knit again. Perhaps I could collect stamps, even coffee cream lids – an explanation. We get our coffee cream in little plastic pots and there is a theme on the metallic lid. You can collect the lids to have a complete set of perhaps flowers, cars, trees etc. There are even albums made to fit the lids. The lids used to be made of real aluminium, but now are made in a plastic lookalike, so no longer interesting. Perhaps this is only a Swiss thing – no idea. Anyhow no danger, I will not begin to collect them – no I am a blogger and probably will remain a blogger until someday, whatever.

Today I reached 4,991 followers on my WordPress blog, so anything could happen. How could I stop blogging, blogging carries responsibility with it.. My followers would despair, and perhaps even jump off the  Empire State building out of desparation screaming “The AngloSwiss blog is no more”. There would be headlines in the national newspapers. CNN would report daily on the progress of the non-existence of the Anglo Swiss blog. Donald Trump would stop tweeting in sympathy.

No fellow bloggers, fans and disciples, do not worry, I will continued to the bitter end, until the blogging/music dies.

Daily Prompt: There is going to be a big change around here – Someday

Good Morning

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This was the road as we were leaving our place yesterday morning. We are now living in a snowy world, but thank goodness someone cleared the road surface. If you look ahead in the photo you can see the outline of the spire on our cathedral. Not the spire on the right, that is a local church, but in the middle, there is a tower which is the cathedral in our local town of Solothurn, so we are not so far from civilisation.

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Took this on the road to the supermarket yesterday, a real Winter Wonderland. The roads had already been cleared so we could relax in the car with no icy slippery surfaces. That is the good side of the snowy days. This morning the snow was thinning in most places and we could see the ground in our garden again. It seems that temperature rose during the night and it began to rain. I really thought the snow was here to stay and was taking photos everywhere. Now I am glad as today there will be no more snow photos to take.

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This magpie hid himself well in the background of the snow covered tree, a real camouflage. You would think the birds would pounce on the food we leave outside for them in the colder days, but either they have had enough to eat, or snow affects their appetite. We did not even have to fill the birdhouse with food yesterday.

Otherwise life goes on as usual. Today was bed linen change day, a co-operative project between Mr.Swiss and I. Yesterday when shopping in the supermarket we had our shopping lists on our phones in a cloud which is such a good idea.Unfortunately Mr.Swiss made a false manipulation and deleted half of the list on his phone, which naturally deleted it on my phone as well – one of the disadvantages of shopping lists in a cloud. We remembered most of what he deleted, but a few items went to the happy hunting grounds of forgetfulness in the golden oldie brains, so he will again be embarking on a excursion to the supermarket to rediscover the lost items – or is he fleeing from my exertions in cleaning windows. I have my suspicions.

The church bells are ringing again and I am surrounded by their noise. They do seem to have continuous celebrations in the catholic churches at the moment. I remember when No. 2 son was in the cathedral boys choir and now and again they had to assemble at the early hours of the morning for some sort of service.

I now have places to go and things to do – within my own four walls. See you around some time later.

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