Nuffield Place

Yesterday was E’s birthday so we had a family day out to Nuffield Place, near Nettlebed in Oxfordshire.  The estate was opened to the public by the National Trust in 2011.  It is the time-capsule home of the philanthropist William Morris, Lord Nuffield, the founder of Morris Motor Cars and one of the richest men in the world during his life time.  He lived in the house from 1933 until his death in 1963.

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Nuffield Place from the Back Lawn

Lord Nuffield gave much of his wealth to good causes (about £8 billion in today’s terms) and his house reflects a relatively modest lifestyle. Lord and Lady Nuffield’s personal possessions remain as they left them with the decor and furnishings intact, making it a perfect example of a complete 1930s country home.   I was amazed by the stories of his generosity, the fact that he never had the latest car to come off the Morris production line and what a modest lifestyle the Morris’ lived.  Truly inspirational.

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Inside the house, many of the rooms are open and full of the Morris’ own furniture.  It has the feel of a warm and loving house even though they never had any children.  I particularly liked the drawing room where they would have entertained their friends, and Lady Nuffield’s sewing room which had a sweet fireplace.

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Drawing Room

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Items in the Sewing Room

Sewing Room

Sewing Room

Sewing Room Fireplace

Sewing Room Fireplace

Outside the gardens are lovely and there were lots of alliums in flower

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I loved the succulents growing in the dry stone walls

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the relaxed topiary

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and finally..the Morris MG parked at the front door

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I bought some wild flowers – white clover, red campion and mallow to plant in my wild flower area at home and to remind me of such a lovely place full of visual inspiration and positive values.

A Right Royal Occasion

This week saw a trip to London to see our eldest son play with his School Brass Band at the Royal Albert Hall.  They were taking part in a concert called ‘Echoes 5’ organised by Bucks County Council Music Services, along with 59 other Primary Schools.  There was lots of singing, African Drums, Woodwind and Brass.  It was a truly amazing experience to see schools working together in such a great way after such limited rehearsal time – they all spent lots of time rehearsing their own parts in school, but only came together for one full rehearsal.

Great to see music in Schools being promoted and supported in such a positive way in a time where local government services are struggling with cuts.

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A tramp in the woods

Last weekend I took the older boys orienteering for the first time.  I hadn’t orienteered for approximately 20 years but since getting to know the lovely @gallop484 on Twitter who is mad keen on the sport I felt inspired to give it another go.

So with my rusty map reading skills and no compass we set off down the road from our house to an event in Bradenham Woods in the Chilterns which had been organised by the Thames Valley Orienteeing Club.  It is just one event of six which have been organised in our local area between now and August.

The event was really well organised and we were helped to register and decide which colour course to try (different colours equal different levels of difficulty with White being the easiest, through Yellow, Orange, Light Green and Green).  We were advised to go for the Yellow course which had 11 control points to find, all shown on a map

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You must find each control point in order and you are given an electronic punching card at the start which you use to register at each point. You can just see this in the top left of the photo. At the end of the course the information on the cars is downloaded to give you a print out of your overall time and split times between each point, and the next day you can see how you did compared to everyone else who did the same colour course by visiting the TVOC website.

We started off quite well finding Control Points 1 to 3 fairly easily.

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View from the Start

View from the Start

We were a roll. ‘This is easy’ said the boys. I was thinking we would be home within the hour drinking tea. Then we got hopelessly lost. 😦

Everywhere in the woods looked the same..
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We all got really disoriented and couldn’t work out where we were on the map. Forty minutes later after lots of moaning and ‘I want to go home’ we eventually worked out where we were and from then on in it was a breeze.

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Finding the control points really kept the boys engaged, it was good fun and getting lost meant we all got a lot of exercise. We didn’t even come last!! Next time though I will definitely be taking a compass.

Kirsty x

Willow Weaving

Last weekend I went on a willow weaving course run by Windrush Creative to learn how to make my own garden supports – wigwams for growing sweet peas and beans up; supports for perennials such as Delphiniums and Peonies etc.

The course took place at Cogges Manor Farm which is in Witney, Oxfordshire. Cogges is a Victorian Working Farm and is operated by a Heritage Trust who lease the farm from Oxfordshire County Council.  It is a magical place, great for a day out with children and where you can feed the animals and explore the beautiful Farm House.

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Because the weather was so lovely we worked outside which gave lots of visitors to the farm an opportunity to see what we were doing. Our lovely tutor Linda gave us lots of help and guidance and started us off making a willow wigwam. This involved using 8 strong willow uprights (straight willow branches) to form a circle, before beginning to weave thinner willow in and out of the uprights.
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It took me a while to get the hang of twisting the willow in and out of the uprights but once I got going I made my wigwam pretty quickly and also used Cornus to inject some red.
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You can use the same techniques for making a hurdle fence
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I had a lovely day and Windrush are so professional and lovely. They provided us with a gorgeous home made lunch of baked potatoes, home made salads, bread and cake and there was a selection of tea, coffee, water and biscuits available all day. The course ran from 10am until 4pm and for £69 including lunch I though it was fantastic value for money.

Kirsty x

Lancashire Lass

Last week I went ‘home’ to Lancashire to see my parents for a few days taking the 2 youngest boys along for a bit of a holiday.  I haven’t lived there for over 20 years, since I left University, but I still consider it to be home and am proud to be a Lancashire Lass who hasn’t lost her accent, or love for meat and potato pies and chips with gravy.

We spent quite a bit of time just chilling out at Mum and Dad’s, playing in the garden, swimming and doing local walks.  I went to visit my brother’s grave as it is nearly 3 years since he died.  He is in a lovely spot next to fields and it is a really peaceful place although it still upsets me to think that his life was so short; he died at the age of 37.

Towards the end of the week I took Mum and the Littlest to Sizergh Castle, a National Trust property on the edge of Kendal.  Sizergh is a medieval property set in beautiful countryside at the gateway to the Lake District.  It is still lived in by the Strickland Family and boasts a lot of ancient wood panelling some of which was in the V&A until it was returned to the house in 1999.  You aren’t allowed to take photos inside the house and although there were some interesting artefacts it wasn’t my favourite NT property.  I found it a bit dark and gloomy and it was very draughty.

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In the gardens there is a lot to see, and I would definitely recommend a visit during the Summer to see the Herbaceous Borders and the walled Kitchen Garden which looked very bare when we were there, because of the time of year.  However, Littlest loved the very scary Scarecrow 🙂

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He also loved pulling faces at his reflection in the water tank

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We loved the hens, especially the Lemon Cuckoo Neiderrheiner Cockerel who was strutting his stuff

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and generally running around to keep warm on what was a very cold day

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After lunch we went into Kendal to visit Williams Wools, a lovely wool shop on the High St which is owned by Adrienne Williams

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Th shop is a lovely haven of yarnie goods..there are local hand dyed yarns, as well as Rowan, Arancunia, Noro and many other brands. There is a really comfy sofa area in the middle of the shop and lots and lots of samples on display for inspiration

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I bought two skeins of Botany Lace to make a striping shawl, the variegated mustard yellow/grey in the middle and the solid mustard yellow on the right

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It was a lovely few days in a lovely part of the world.

Kirsty x

Vintage Rail..oh and Thomas the Tank Engine

Today saw a family day out to Bucks Railway Centre which is a Railway Preservation Centre based at what was Quainton Road Station near Aylesbury in South Buckinghamshire and about a 30 min drive from where we live.

The primary reason for going today was for the Littlest Collins to see Thomas.  He is completely mad on trains and really loves Thomas the Tank Engine, something we never really experienced with the two older boys.  We arrived for when the Centre opened at 10.30am and although busy it wasn’t so busy that there were long queues to ride on Thomas so we decided to do that first. Littlest one’s face on seeing Thomas when we got out of the car will stay with me for ever.  He was so so excited it actually made me cry..the lovely innocent joy of a nearly 3 year old.

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After this we went into the main museum. Quainton Road was opened as a station in 1868 and closed to passengers in 1963 under the Beeching report recommendations. It opened as a museum in 1969 and is run entirely by volunteers and has a number of steam locomotives on display

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Outside we find a loco that had been built in Glasgow to operate on the South African Railway

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The boys also had a blast on the Miniature Railway

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I found some great vintage advertising signs

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and some old suitcases and associated paraphernalia on the platform

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It was a great day and if you are ever in Buckinghamshire and fancy a visit you can find out more information here

Kirsty x

A few things about me you may not want to know…

Inspired by the lovely iMake blog (there seems to be a theme developing of me being inspired to write posts by others which makes me, amongst the things below, not very original) I thought I would share a few things about me and my life, nothing too personal such as my age or how much I weigh, (not that those are that interesting) but a few quirky things.  Here goes:

1. I can ice skate backwards

2. I am petrified of flying

3. I love wearing head scarves

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4. I have 2 small dogs

5. I am a qualified Accountant but hated it so don’t do that any more

6. I love beach combing and making pictures from what I find

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Pieces of pottery washed up on the North Norfolk coast

7. I can’t sing

8. I am very short sighted

9. I love 1950’s inspired clothes especially dresses

10. I have met and had dinner with Alan Titchmarsh

Kirsty x

Three AM

Once again I am sat here  at 3′ o clock in the morning after waking up and being unable to get back to sleep.  I don’t know why this happens to me so often but it does so I accept it for what it is, some very quiet time in what is normally a very chaotic house. I knit, catch up on podcasts and drink herbal tea and am usually back in bed by 5am for a couple of hours sleep before the boys get up and the day starts with a bang.

Tonight I have caught up on the blogs that I follow and one of my favourites A Playful Day really got me thinking about my life.  She talked about the difficulties life can throw at you when you have a new baby, how ‘The Plan’ goes out of the window and that life is not perfect.  And it really  struck a chord.

I spend way too much time trying to have the perfect life; the perfect house, the perfect garden.  Trying with all my might to do everything to please everyone and be the perfect friend and you know, most of the time it just doesn’t happen and that then makes me feel miserable.

I always think that everyone else is living a charmed life and that they seem to be able to do it all, so why can’t I? A Playful Day’s very honest post, in a world of blogging, Twitter and Facebook where we can all pretend to be living the dream was refreshing to read.  In the main my life is great and I love most of it but it is never going to be 100% perfect and sometimes we all need reminding that that is actually ok.

Kirsty x

Living with Aspergers

THIS IS THE BLOG POST I ENTERED INTO THE http://www.countrywives.co.uk BLOG COMPETITION. IT WAS RUNNER UP AND HAS BEEN PUBLISHED ON THEIR BLOG:

I have thought for a long time about whether to post about how as a family we live with Aspergers Syndrome. Today, I went on a course for parents of children and have come away from it feeling that it is important for me to blog about it; to have a record of what it is, how it affects us as a family both positively and not so and also so that my eldest son, aged 10, who has the diagnosis, has something he can read which is written by me, his Mum and not by a Health Professional or Researcher.

Anyway, the boring blurb bit first, just in case you don’t know anything about it…

Aspergers Syndrome is a form of Autism and is part of a range of disorders under the umbrella of ‘Autistic Spectrum Disorders’.  Children diagnosed with Aspergers tend to be described as the ‘most able’ autistic children.  They are usually educated in main stream schools and do not have as many difficulties with language and learning as other autistic children.  It affects more boys than girls.

The main difficulties they do have are:

  • Socially – They struggle with getting on with people, making and keeping friends and being part of a group. My heart broke when I received an assessment report which had observed my son ‘wandering around the playground’ on his own during the lunch break looking completely lost.  They also tend to have difficulty relating to how other people are feeling which means they can be perceived as selfish or uncaring.  I will never forget the day my son told a workman in our house he was ‘fat’.  The workman left, never to return..or the day he walked into our friend’s house and said ‘it stinks in here’.  I was mortified but to these children, they are simply stating a fact, saying things how they see them.
  • Communication – They struggle with the wider aspects of language  such as understanding body language, people’s facial expressions and tone of voice and they find it hard to give their own body messages too.  They sometimes also find it difficult to put their thoughts into words and at other times they will talk about an area of interest over and over even if you are not interested in the subject.  They are however, unlikely to listen to what you may want to talk about.  So in our house we have lots of endless conversations about the relativity of time (yes truly my 10 year old son knows everything about this) but he never wants to listen to his brother chat about school or me talk about knitting (no surprise there really 🙂 )
  • Rigid Patterns of Behaviour – They can tend to like to arrange or do things in a particular way or have set routines which when changed or broken cause stress and anxiety.  My son struggles with the transitions at school moving from one term to the next, going on holiday somewhere unfamiliar or just going somewhere new.  After every school holiday he develops a stammer or facial tic such as constantly blinking.  This can go on for a number of weeks before it settles, by which time it’s nearly the holidays again.

My son probably showed signs of having Aspergers from an early age..I just didn’t recognise it.  He was my first child and I just thought he was incredibly hard work.  He never played with toys or amused himself; I could never take him to the hairdressers..he would have the most enormous meltdown, the hairdresser would say that she couldn’t cut his hair and we would leave the salon.  Eventually he did allow my lovely next door neighbour, who had been a hairdresser before she retired, to cut it as long as she did it very quickly. I am so grateful that I didn’t have to resort to cutting it while he was asleep; he would have ended up with scarecrow hair 🙂  Now he still doesn’t like the hairdressers but he will go as long as he doesn’t have to have too much cut.  He also does not like having his nails cut as he says it hurts.  Lots of children with Aspergers display these hypersensitivites to sound, light, smell, and texture which can cause them problems with eating food.  He also hated getting new shoes or putting on new clothes when he was little and his tantrums could last for 2 hours over putting on his coat.  Eventually I used to sit and read a book while I waited for him to ride it out.

Now he’s older, we don’t have tantrums and it is easier to reason with him about why he needs to do certain socially acceptable things such as showering, washing hair and changing clothes regularly.  He doesn’t see the point but understands that to be part of society you need to do these things.  However, we are hitting puberty and he has become very argumentative and gets very angry, so we are now facing battles over homework which he sees as belonging to his school day and not something to be undertaken at home. Those with Aspergers tend to live their life in separate compartments and find it difficult when things lap over between these various aspects of their day to day lives.  He has also always struggled with friendships; we have never had friends over from school and he struggles in groups.  He gets called ‘weird’ at school and appears eccentric because he wants to talk about some of the most off the wall subjects.  However, he has recently become friendly with a boy in his class and I hope that when he moves up to High School where the peer group is much larger he will find his niche.

He is also the most loving boy with a strong sense of what is right and wrong, extremely bright and a very talented violin player.  Life will always be more difficult for him that most of his peer group but I know that with our help and support he will hopefully thrive and be happy.

Further information is available through the National Autistic Society who can also put you in touch with local groups that can offer support. Their website is

http://www.autism.org.uk

Such Very British Behaviour

After another rude encounter with a delivery driver this afternoon when I ended up apologising for him being unable to find our house even though he had the correct postcode, I am sitting here feeling really cross with no one to shout at except for the dog or the children which is hardly fair when none of them have done anything wrong (for once).

It has got me thinking about the occasions when people may take their frustrations out on us and we just stand there and take it….One of the accounts I follow on Twitter is @SoVeryBritish and it tweets about those Very British Problems we can all relate to such as ‘saying you’re pleased with your haircut despite the deep inner sadness it’s causing you’ and always apologising for everything even when it is clearly not your fault, such as when you don’t like food in a restaurant but instead of complaining you mutter ‘Sorry I’m not that hungry’ as the waiter removes your plate. You then make it worse by paying the full bill as well as leaving a tip.

So today was a classic example of such behaviour..I order a TV through Amazon which is fulfilled by a 3rd Party who do not put our whole Amazon Database address on the delivery note; the delivery driver struggles to find us, even though he has been here before and he shouts at me saying I had not given my full address or a contact telephone number  and he had wasted an hour and a half trying to find the house.  He shakes his pen at me in a threatening way and I apologise profusely.  Only when I get back into the house and he has gone on his merry way do I think that there are only 6 houses in my Postcode and even if he had knocked on each of the doors it would not have taken him more than 10 mins.

Why did I not have this witty riposte at the ready when confronted or maybe I should have stuck my knitting needles up his nose.

And there also seems to be a theme with me and Postal/ Parcel workers. Once I was told by a Postman that I had too many brochures and  glossy magazines delivered and that I should think about cancelling some of them as they were a pain to deliver.  Once again I apologised and said I would look into it (he was a particularly grumpy character) when I had no intention of doing such a thing given that most of them were sent to me without asking and the rest I actually enjoyed flicking through over a cup of tea  What I really wanted to say was ‘It’s got nothing to do with you, if I do get 4 copies of the Boden Catalogue every other week..would you like to try getting your name removed from mailing lists or trying to get companies to recognise they are sending multiple copies of the same literature to one address’.  Instead I smile sweetly and apologise.

And it was the same when he bumped into the side of my car while reversing down the lane at top speed just as I was pulling out of our driveway.  Again,  I found myself apologising and saying ‘Don’t worry..it’s only a small dent’.

But in the end, I have decided that I would rather continue to be this way safe in the knowledge that I haven’t got embroiled in a slanging match or lost control.  As they say:

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