Category Archives: Cheshire

Hiatus

It’s possible the more observant amongst you may have noticed a recent blogging hiatus.

I moved house.

HURRAH!

Now I live near here:

Shropshire Union Canal

Shropshire Union Canal

 

And take the dog for walks here:

Pedro at Wharton Locks

Pedro at Wharton Locks

In the countryside. Proper rural. With mud and tractors and a real pub.

And I can see the stars at night. So many stars. In a vast inky sky.

I love it.

Where is your favourite dog walk?

And if you don’t have a little canine pal, where is your favourite walk that involves a proper pub?

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Dream On

 

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My house is currently on the market.

For Sale. On the crest of the housing market boom. In the bubble.

Hubble bubble toil and trouble.

There’s an offer on the table. HOORAH. It’s a paltry offer. BOO.

Meagre. Scanty. It wouldn’t even buy me the chimney stacks on the Old Parsonage. The pretty, perfect Parsonage with its pilasters and pediment, its Flemish bricks and fossil finials. I want to live here. In a real life Doll’s House, with its sexy symmetry and glamorous garden. Why can’t I live here? Why shouldn’t I aspire to neo-classical neatness and Georgian Gorgeousness?

Because, peeps, because I suffer from the joint diseases of  impecuniosity and proletarianism. I wasn’t born with a silver spoon shoved where the sun don’t shine. All I’ll inherit is a very dubious Ercol dining suite. But one can dream, and one can pretend, which is why we ended up at The Old Parsonage in Arley, Cheshire, last Sunday.

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The National Garden Scheme – Yellow Book –  features gardens in the UK not normally open to the public. Perfect if you are nosey like me.

Or like plants.

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Or flowers.

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Or afternoon tea.

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Or quirkiness.

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Or ponds.

 

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Not so perfect if you are moving house and have ridiculous delusions of grandeur. Sitting on the terrace of a garden bulging with begonias and poppies and peonies and roses and putting off the evil hour when you have to leave through the quaint little gate in the quaint little hedge and return to your not so quaint little house on a not so quaint little street in a positively un-quaint Northern Town.

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Dream on.

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June 4, 2014 · 8:05 pm

Dee-lightful!

Dee-lightful!

The Dee estuary, viewed from Hilbre Island, on the Wirral.

This is a beautiful spot on the North West coast of England.

Also one of the most polluted places in Western Europe.

Well worth a visit. But not on  a Bank Holiday.

Never seen so many Wannabe Wags in One Place.

Fascinating.

 

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May 27, 2014 · 6:51 pm

Cheshire Cherry Blossom

Cheshire Cherry Blossom

“Rather than turning over a new leaf, prune your tree so that new leaves continue to blossom.”

Photograph taken this morning at Denzell Gardens in Cheshire.
Click on the photo for an interesting read about North West England’s heritage.

Let me know if you recognise the species… some kind of Cherry?

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April 9, 2014 · 7:44 pm

Del Boy and Rodney – eat your heart out!

What is the female equivalent of Del Boy and Rodders?

I think we might be it @altvtgmarket

Alty Market Flo

Alty Market Flo

Lots of browsers. Lots of rain. Lots of wafting fried onion from the bbq chicken stand. Lots of people buying grub and booze. Lots of angst from the guitarist.

Next year we’re doing Christmas fudge and mulled wine.

Defo where the dollar is.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Extreme knitting!

That's not knitting!

That’s not knitting!

Back to the Artisan market on Sunday. Who knew Altrincham had such allure?

Busy and buzzy, some fabulous produce, Troffel truffles were to die for, Farmer’s Wife was dishing out amazing looking hot dogs, and we couldn’t resist the hot cider and calvados stall – no wonder these two are smiling, the fumes alone could knock you out at 40 paces:

Hot Cider

Hot Cider

 

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Altrincham Artisans

Charming Sunday Artisan Market at the old Market Place in Altrincham, Cheshire.

Smell: Cloves in cider and Farmer’s Wife sausages.

See: Leather suitcases and miles of bunting.

Touch: Hyacinth bulbs and ancient marbles.

Taste: Hot cheddar cheese and Rhubarb Flapjacks.

Hear: Vintage jazz and Pedro woofing.

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