Monday, 28 September 2015

Lurching Towards Jerusalem

The blog absence is due to unpacking. The good thing about moving stuff between the garage and studio is that I am definitely getting fitter - and thinner. These are bonuses. Shelves have been erected and books have been installed. The office is looking normal - except that the desktop computer is in intensive care. I started warping up the Meyer on Saturday but did not get far. But things are definitely improving.
And now I am going to relive the weekend in Aberdeen. I did not take my camera and so any photos in this blog are due to Anne and her trusty iPhone. We visited two castles and a crafts village and had a bit of spare time on Sunday evening before making for the airport. Oh boy has the airport changed. I recall it in the 60s before oil when the airport was a wooden shed on the edge of the runway and, when the three planes which came in per day were not due, the shed was locked up. Today it has the weirdest adverts I have seen in any airport. The biggest billboard on the way in, advertises refurbishing your oilrigs! Inside there are adverts for strange chemicals which do something for the machinery. Helicopter firms show off their wares and Chevron is noticeable by hogging lots of billboards. This is by way of introduction to our previous stay in Aberdeen. It was the first house we had ever bought. It cost all of £6000.00 and had central heating which cost us an extra £500.00. It was in Bieldside, West from Aberdeen along the river.
So I suggested that we could visit the house and see how it had changed. Bear it mind that it is 43 years since we left. I managed to find it and
here it is. Anne and I walked up and down the pavement, taking pictures. The house has not changed but the front garden has. While doing this, the owner spotted us and sallied forth. I started to explain when he interrupted and said, 'I know you. You are Mrs Foster. We bought this house from you'. I was flabbergasted and even more when he reminded me of how he had bought the house. Michael had been appointed Professor of Computing at Essex University and most of the estate knew this. He was looking for a house on the estate and a friend told him we must be leaving soon. So he knocked on the door and stood there and offered us £12000.00 Well it had not been put on the market, indeed we had not been to see the lawyer. So we went the next day and 24 hours later he had bought the house.

He insisted on showing us the back garden because of Sorbus cashmiriana ( a sort of rowan) which I had raised  from seed ( picked up from the ground in Westonbirt). When we left it was 7 ft high and had masses of white/pink berries.

Here is the same tree, 43 years later. I was pleased to see it so healthy.

And here are the two owners of the house. He said something interesting. I said that the place was perfect for children in our day and every house seemed to have at least two. He said that people had not moved away and it had become a very quiet elderly persons' estate.

It left me feeling good. The back garden was unchanged and they thought the shrubs I had put in were great.

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I am weaver and - -. I dye my yarns with acid dyes, I paint my warps, put fabric collages and stencils on my weaving. I have three looms, a 12 inch wide, 12 shaft Meyer for demos and courses, a 30 inch Louet Kombo which is nominally portable but has a stand, two extra beams and a home-made device containing a fan reed. And last a 32 shaft Louet Megado which is computer controlled, has a sectional warp and a second warp beam and I am the proud owner of an AVL warping wheel which I love to bits and started by drilling holes in. I inserted a device for putting a cross in. I have just acquired an inkle loom and had a lesson from an expert so I can watch TV and weave at the same time. I am interested in weaving with silk mostly 60/2 although I do quite a bit with 90/2 silk. I also count myself as a bookbinder with a special interest in Coptic binding.