Visiting Stoke on Trent

Thinking of potbanks and the Dorothy Clive garden.

There’s lots to visit like the local potteries, Gladstone in Longton, Middleport in Middleport, Emma Bridgewater pottery near Hanley, Stafford pottery in Burslem. Moreland pottery near Cobridge.

Then there are parks and gardens like Trentham Gardens and monkey park, Biddulph Grange, park hall nature reserve between Bentillee and Weston Coyney, and there is Westport lake.

Then railway days out at the Foxfeild light railway and the Churnet valley railway at Cheddleton. There is also a flint mill there which has a working water wheel and Etruria Industrial museum where they are having the canal festival on 1st and 2nd June. Oh and the potteries museum and art gallery. Spode visitors centre in Stoke. Lots more to see and do. Just investigate. Plus outside the city there are places like Rode Hall, Biddulph Grange, Little Moreton Hall, Mow Cop. Not forgetting Ford Green Hall at Sneyd Green I think…

Him

Every day I think about him, and frequently apologise to him for not looking after him better. I know I have lots of friends and I try to keep active, but the tears come and I think of what I would be saying to him, or where we could go. The bubble of trouble and fun that was him has gone. All I have is memories.

Esther Chiltons weekly prompt “books”

Books. I have so many, I counted them once and when I got to 1000 I gave up.

Many were my hubbys, trains, planes and bicycles, autobiographies, war and history. Stories about Rommel or Rome. My books are science fiction or fact, mysteries, art and illustration. We shared a love of JRR Tolkien and Ursula K Le’Guin and other writers such as Terry Pratchett. All our books are intermingled, it’s hard to see where ones obsession ends and the other starts.

Books are a library, some I’ve read over and over again, sometimes overnight, finishing the last page as the sun rises. Others I’ve savoured over months. Some bored me, but I still wanted to finish them. 

But now? Can I let some go, like puppies to a new home? I might never read them. If anyone knows of a book charity for schools let me know?

I’m glad Esther posted this prompt, it’s made me think about things.

Glass paperweights

Do you have any collections?

It started small, two paperweights in blue and red with gold and silver leaf surrounded by clear glass globes. I loved the way the centres were embedded and I’ve always thought they look like small planets.

The skill and attention of the glass blowers that made them sparked an interest that has stayed with me, so every so often I will treat myself to a new one.

They have to be sturdy because the windowledge they are on to catch the light is also my cats favourite sun trap, so they have been knocked off onto the floor a few times “thud”, but no breakages luckily.

Also luckily they have not acted as lenses and heated up or set fire to anything! Always check it’s safe to place them. I wouldn’t put them where they can act as magnifying glasses to focus bright sunlight. My window is shaded by trees.

I have other collections but this could get quite boring!

Pneumonia

Six years ago I had to go to hospital. But I still wanted to draw.

A drawing I did when I was in hospital 6 years ago with pneumonia. Even when  I’m not well I still want to do art. I was in for a few days. When the antibiotics kicked in I started to feel better and got very bored, so I asked my hubby (bless him) to bring me a sketch pad and some pencils. It helped that I was in a side room and I had a view out across the valley with hospital buildings, houses and trees. I was a bit annoyed with the thick window frames that blocked a lot of the view but I guess they need to be sturdy. I hope I don’t have to go through that again, but if I do I will be asking for art materials!

Art

What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

I draw, paint, create digital images, do set decoration. I am an artist and always will be.

My legacy is a house full and more of this stuff. Where will it go when I die? Will it be welcomed by my relatives or just seen as clutter? Should I will it to them or give some away to my local art gallery? Does it have any intrinsic value.

My art is in my memories, but some pieces are lost. Either mentally or physically. Sometimes I’m surprised when I see work from several years ago that I don’t even remember doing or having the ability to do it. My manual dexterity and sight have started to deteriorate. May I continue to create till I finally lay down my paintbrushes!

Tired

I’ve been to two choir sessions today, both are slighty different groups. So we learn different songs although the warm up is usually the same. I love singing different songs and it lifts me when I am feeling down.

I go to choir because I’ve been going for between 15 and 20 years. It’s my rock I can cling onto in a raging river of life. If I didn’t go I would be seriously lost. It helps my mental health and I believe it’s also good for my physical health but it’s getting harder and harder to keep going. I need to rest between songs and I get tired quicker. Also I have to drive to get to the groups and I have to be careful that I am safe to drive. I can think about all the journeys I used to make but I can no longer do them. That diminished possibility hurts me.

I like it

How do you feel about cold weather?

I like cold weather as long as I can get warm when I need to. I like cold, clear, frosty days. Days when trees look like white sculptures, where hoar frosts build crystals of ice on leaves and twigs. Where spiders webs festoon hedges.

I don’t like warm wet winters, where you go out and your feet feel wet all  day. Where the rain blows into your coat hood and trickles down your neck. Cats drive past and spray you with water from the gutter.

I don’t like too hot summers. I can’t cool my house down enough. I feel like I’m melting. Cold showers or an electric fan with a bottle of frozen water in front of it (not too close) are methods to keep cool.

Britain can get very cold and very hot but it rarely stays the same every day. Sometimes we have short heatwaves and cold snaps, but the weather has changed over the last few years. Those mild wet winters are confusing the plants and insects. Life is trying to keep up with man made climate change and I don’t think we are doing enough.

Should I keep blogging?

I wanted to review my blog so I decided to ask what people think?

I used to try and write short stories on here and I also wrote more about art and science. So my question is, is this blog getting boring? I don’t seem to have enough time to blog although I don’t feel like I am doing that much. I just want to know if I should try and change things? What do you think? What would you like to see here?