Three of the Sea Scribes had an enjoyable day at Salvington Windmill on Sunday. It was a craft fair and we were selling our books. I managed to sell two copies and gave out a lot of leaflets about my talks so I hope I get some more bookings for 2020.
The windmill is run by volunteers and actually does mill flour. I was quite pleased with myself as the climb up from the Gallops is very steep and I got to the top without too much effort, mainly by going very slowly. I was helped by the fact that the path had been improved and there is a metal handrail all the way to the top, although it changes sides on the zig zags,
I have no reply from the people I was hoping would be interested in my next book but as I keep thinking of ways to improve it I don’t really care. If it gets much longer it will be long enough for me to publish it as a novella. Meanwhile we are finding poems about ageing for the next folk night at Woodies. It won’t be difficult as we have written so many on the subject! I did have a great photo of the windmill but it won’t come up, even though I’ve tried to crop it.
Today is special as hubby and I have been married for 53 years. It seems like another world when we look back at 1966. Everyone nowadays treats it as part of a history lesson. When I wrote ” A Lesson for the Teacher” it was a struggle to remember how I felt so many years ago. Of course, being a schoolteacher we had the wedding in August and because my parents lived here we were married in the local church. We had the reception in a hotel that is still here but has changed a lot over the years. However we intend to have a meal out in the Chinese restaurant next door, tonight.
I really started this post to show how thoughtful hubby is, as he came back from the early morning dog walk with a bunch of flowers. The only treat I had prepared was a chocolate doughnut ( very naughty on a day that is supposed to be a slimming day – but it can’t be if we are out for a meal, can it?) I’ve been putting off the start of the editing for my next book but it is calling to me. Maybe tomorrow. Happy Days!
One son and his wife brought our granddaughter to see us yesterday. She is six. We went down to Worthing sea front where there was a fair and the new Big Wheel. I hoped we could get a family ticket but that only included two adults and up to three children not three adults and one child! Eventually the little girl went on with her father ( that cost £12) and the rest of us waited behind and then we all went for ice creams.
Later we went to the Wimpy for tea. The youngsters were surprised we suggested it but we know what they provide and we are always satisfied with the service and the cost. Worthing was busy for once, with people sitting on the cobbles, although I didn’t see anyone in the sea. I remember it in the 1950’s when it was our family holiday destination. Now it is concerning to see the big shops closing, the post office moving into Smiths and the proliferation of charity shops. Still, the pier and the sea are still there!
My trip into town to get the week’s housekeeping from the bank was followed by a detour to the beach. Worthing beach is very pebbly but the tide was well out so I removed my sandals and went for a paddle. I was very near the pier where some scaffolders were working – about half way along it and I heard one say ” You’d better come down, Dad, the tide’s coming in!” ” What, already?” was the reply and they began to dismantle the ladder ready to move the scaffolding up the beach.My picture doesn’t do it justice as the coloured windows looked beautiful in the sunshine but, as it was market day, the town looked as busy and vibrant as it had when I came here for holidays as a child. It is such a pity about the empty shops but there are still some lovely eateries and, of course, the new wheel. On a day like today it does seem a perfect holiday destination.
I was really looking forward to Broadwater Big Day out and had books to sell and a new game that I had invented so that everyone who had a go won a prize. As last time we were given a stall in the centre of the field backing onto the fenced off cricket pitch and most of the others were all round the outside. It was cloudy but promised to warm up so Elaine and I set out our table and hoped. We were next to a large gazebo which had to move because of the wind but it came back and set up on the other side. Unfortunately by 12o’clock the wind was gusting so badly it blew it over again and it fell on our bookstall. As very few people had ventured in our direction and it was still blowing we gave it up as a bad job and came home – having had one person look at our books but no sales. So many books are just ebooks now that it is difficult to know where to sell actual books, especially as one is competing with stalls selling second hand books for 50p.
Without a gazebo I don’t think we will do an outside event again, and even with one we would have to take note of the weather! It’s back to promoting on line and in person and to this end I’ll try to update my website in the next few weeks. http://www.juliecround.co.uk
I finally had my new crown put on my back tooth. Call me Jaws! It is shiny silver but it won’t stop me laughing.
To complete a happy day hubby and I went to the Willows folk club in Arundel to hear Jo and Graham ( pictured) and a lot of other musicians and I had the opportunity to read a couple of poems. I read the one on folk and one that Bryan Fletton had sent me that day and immediately someone asked for a copy of his poem so I had to ring him to ask permission. Then, when I sat down the fellow next to me suggested I put my poem to music. Some of my stuff has been called ‘lyrics’ before but I am no musician and couldn’t even start trying to invent a tune I hadn’t already heard.
Years ago I did collaborate with someone to make up a song about the Great Lines in Gillingham but in my head it was set to a tune I already knew, although he did write something different before it was made public.
It was a very enjoyable night and helped to lift my mood as this is quite a stressful week.
I was surprised and delighted to be asked by Geoff to read a poem at his great friend Angie’s memorial event, which unfortunately turned out to be a celebration of Mike Paine’s life as well. Geoff, of the Village Stage, Angmering fame, arranged a charity evening with 20 different performers who knew one or both of them, folk singers, country singers, groups and soloists and me – reading a couple of my poems. I read Mood Hues from ‘Coconut Ice’ and then a little verse I had penned for the occasion which I reproduce here. I may also have room for my reward sticker!
Throughout the ages men have sung of feelings felt and deeds well done
All history recorded by a song, to make one laugh or cry.
No matter what the singer’s choice, guitar or banjo, pipe or voice
To share and care we all combine to air our thoughts in tune and rhyme
For modern minstrels carry on traditions both of tales and song
Our common heritage awoke the bonds of friendship forged in Folk.