– 2018/51 – old finds

There is nothing that sends my heart racing like finding some really interesting/beautiful/old piece of fabric… I find them practically irresistible.  It would be easy to blame my hoarding tendency but the truth is that I love old things and I love fabric and when the two universes collide, well… it’s hard to turn and […]

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– 2018/46 – postcards from Tewkesbury

I’m still here.  A little snowbound, a little frozen, burst pipes and beef stews, living a slow life with a friend visiting from sunny California… (I think she’s the happiest person in England with all this snow and cold she normally never sees or experiences!). Yesterday though we wrapped up warm and drove the short […]

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– 2018/7 – look around

You may or may not have picked up on the fact that my parents have left Italy and moved to England a couple of months ago.  Very brave move at their age, but also one that has had unexpected consequences for me on two fronts.  First, and I’ve mentioned this already, I feel like I […]

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– 162 – postcards from New York –

… So… up early for a long subway ride and a short ferry journey to Ellis Island (we visited the ‘big lady’ on our previous visit so this time we just waved as we sailed past) On Ellis Island we took a ‘hard hat’ tour  and went ‘behind the scene’ into all the abandoned buildings […]

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– 83 – local history

Grace Billings was the first woman GP to set up a practice here in Cheltenham in 1899.  One hundred and 118 years ago.  And we’re still fighting for equality… geesh… “When she first came to the town there were already forty doctors there; she was the forty-first, and the first woman. She has related how […]

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– 50 – local history

My daily walks with Lilli the ferocious beast are a slow affair. She sniffs everything.  I remember specifically asking for a female dog because I didn’t want one that stopped at every lamppost, if you know what I mean… and karma rewarded me with one that has to smell every blade of grass, every gate […]

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– 38 – local history

Charles Sturt was born on 28 April 1795 in India, the eldest of 8 boys – and I struggle with 3…-  his father was a judge under the East India Co in Bengal.  When he was 5yrs old was sent back to England to study – so that’s how you deal with 8 boys… – […]

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