Monday, 4 September 2023

I'M MOVING INTO YOUTUBE VIDEO MAKING!

I'm diversifying with my recording of tourist attractions, and moving into vlogging!

Aside from hoping to monetise, I also want to direct more traffic towards this blog- the written word will always be my first love.💜

I have taken a couple of online courses, but still have a lot to learn in terms of filming and editing the moving image.  There have been a couple of disasters (which I prefer to call "learning curves") but I'm persevering and hope to have videos up and running soon.

This is my self-designed YouTube banner, featuring Porthcressa Beach in the Isles of Scilly, my moniker and flower logo...

Note: I have since changed my banner...

...And added a watermark...
It reads M:E, short for Miss Elaineous, but it comes across as a tad conceited...
...And I love it!
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And here is my standard phizog portrait...

Wish me luck in my endeavours, and I hope you'll all come over and support me by hitting the like and subscribe buttons once I'm up and running.
Here's my channel link:-

Until then,

TTFN,

Miss Elaineous.

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Sunday, 3 September 2023

THE SMUGGLER'S GIRL by JENNIE FELTON

 THE SMUGGLER'S GIRL

by

JENNIE FELTON


THE BLURB:

Cecile has been raised to a life of privilege at Polruan House, by her widowed father and aunt. Now she's of age, they are determined that she make a proper match, but Cecile's heart belongs to their coachman, Sam- most definitely not suitable marriage material.


When Sam turns to his friend, smuggler Zach carver, for help eloping with Cecile, Zach tells of a recent encounter with Lise, a beautiful but poor girl in St Ives, who is the mirror image of Cecile.


And so a daring plan is born to briefly swap the girls. But bringing Cecile and Lise together will uncover an astonishing family secret of a bold escape from a loveless marriage, a treacherous shipwreck and a sister lost to the sea long ago.


THE REALITY:

Penzance, St Ives, Marazion, Cambourne, Mount's Bay... These are all parts of the area of Cornwall I shall be seeing soon, as I'm going to be visiting there. It was a bit of a coincidence that I read this book at exactly this time, as they all get mentioned (although the novel is set in a fictional town).


Featuring (spoiler alert!) a long-lost twin sister, the theme of identical twins is something that's frowned upon by a certain magazine in its list of guidelines for the submission of short stories. Why on earth is that? It's as viable a theme as any, and its use in this story made for a poignant read, with cleverly crafted sister characters, whose personalities clearly reflected their different upbringings. I did like that this novel had a good mix of good and bad characters, and I liked that sometimes you didn't quite know who possessed true nasty character traits and who was about to redeem themselves, as in the case of (another spoiler alert!) Aaron and Godfrey. Sometimes things weren't quite as they seem throughout, and this made for an exciting read. The historical feel for the area really came to life through the accents of the working class mothers, and maternal natures really shone through as a recurring theme throughout this read- especially Marguerite's, whose back tale was dramatic but reassuring. I did wonder, however, if the idea behind this novel came from the modern television adaption of Poldark- a heroine with long, flowing red locks? Another hero (Jean- Claude) with a scar down his face? Hmmm...


Although I struggled to start this novel (timing), it must have had something going for it as I flattened it in two days. I enjoyed the evocative way the area was depicted, liked the way the differences between the classes were described through food and clothing and loved reading about the smugglers, hiding places and certain pilfered trophies. I also liked that happy endings seemed to abound for the “goodies” and that the addition of religion soothed rather than jarred (isn't that what religions are supposed to do?)  But the one character who stood head and shoulders above the rest was the wicked Cordelia- every book needs a villain and I'm glad the main protagonist here was a woman, although there were clues as to her nature throughout. A nod to being a woman who was undoubtedly in a man's world at the time (18th century), I like how she rebelled and set herself free from the mould that was set out for her, not necessarily keeping her family happy. Everybody likes a renegade! But one as wicked as this? She made for good copy, but I'm glad she met with a dramatic comeuppance. Read it and see what I mean for yourselves!



Wednesday, 16 August 2023

MISS ELAINEOUS VISITS STEPHENS HOUSE & GARDENS...

 This is a bit of a misnomer, as only people attending events can actually go inside Stephens House- I just went for a meander around the gardens.  It's free to enter and we walked from Finchley Central station and entered through the Holmwood Gate.

Stephens House (also known as Avenue House) was built in 1859.  It was acquired in 1874, by Conservative politician and ink magnate Henry Charles "Inky" Stephens (1841-1918).  His father, Dr Henry Stephens (1796-1864) had, in 1832, invented what became known as "Stephens' Ink"- an indelible blue-black writing fluid.

On his death Stephens bequeathed the estate to Finchley Urban District Council.  Commercially, the ten acre garden and house have been known as Stephens House and Gardens since 2014.
Events frequently happen here, and the house can be hired for wedding celebrations, parties, conferences and meetings.
This shot was taken by the SuperDean.

We stumbled across the water tower, which is a magnificently statuesque construction- albeit in a derelict state- dating from 1880.  It is octagonal in shape with a crenelated top and once serviced the house.

The first thing we did was enter the Bothy Gardens, as they're only open for a limited amount of time (Friday mornings only).  As you can see, it was a brilliantly sunny morning.
The building behind houses the Terapia.  No, it's not a spot where terrapins live(!)  Rather, it is a provider of training for psychotherapeutic services.

The walls are castellated, like those of the water tower, and both are early examples of the use of reinforced concrete.  You can spot roses rambling around the arbour even though the photo is in silhouette. 

The Bothy site was originally designed by Robert Marnock and constructed between 1878 and 1882.
Some of the flowers planted here are just lovely, like these purple delphiniums, although I'm not sure what their droopy little white friends at the bottom are...

Mini-fountain spouting from the stone rockery in this flower bed.
The area was considered experimental; in that Henry Stephens strived for the whole estate to be self-sufficient.

A pretty, rustic seat, and the gardeners were hard at work irrigating the Bothy...

The Bothy site was intended as a kitchen garden serving the house, but at one time fish ponds, glasshouses, a dairy, a section for farriers and housing for estate workers could all be found within it.


As well as a stable of horses, the estate also housed a flock of sheep and a herd of highland cattle; hence the additional need for an abattoir.  The farm ceased being after Stephens' death in 1918, and became the park keeper's accommodation.

Badly neglected since 1984, when the last keeper left, and now purely aesthetic, the Bothy is now maintained by dedicated volunteers. 

Alliums bowing down in the brilliant sunshine...

We walked through the Middle Green towards Monkey Hill- although I didn't see any monkeys there...😉
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Monkey Hill makes up part of the arboretum, and a huge variety of trees thrive in the gardens...

Rambling stairs, and a lot of the species of trees were brought here by Henry "Inky" Stephens himself, as opposed to being included by Robert Marnock, the garden's designer.

The wild view from the steepest part of Monkey Hill, and the gloomy greenness here is wonderfully cooling on a hot day.

The Lower Green is a wonderful place on which to exercise, or just sit and relax.  It was quite quiet when we visited.

It's hard to read the plaque with this statue that sits near the café, but it looks like it's called Loving Grace, and is fairly new; dating from 2018.

A pretty rose pergola, taken from the café veranda...

The café- situated in what was formerly the stables- serves a pleasant variety of food and drink, although we weren't hungry so didn't bother hanging around...

The little wooden jetty overlooking the pond, and we sat here just the other side of the railings relaxing on a bench.  I always find being near water very calming.

Peer hard and you might just be able to make out the fish twirling around in the pond...

We strolled around the pond, with evidence of maintenance being carried out.  Indeed, the gardens are very well cared for and a credit to their team. 

Lily pads on the pond.  Off-subject but still on the topic of water, there is known to be a well in the basement of the house.  It is 14m deep, and I would relish the chance to go inside the house and nosey around! 

The perfectly groomed Rockery...

This cascade from an area known as the Dell- which was once a Bog Garden fed from their Water Tower harvesting and irrigation system- feeds the pond...

Walking up stone steps to the Dell.  This was another beautifully cool area.

One of the reasons its previous incarnation is known is because a Swamp Cypress Tree thrives here, and this is particularly tolerant of very damp sites... 

The aim is to reintroduce the irrigation system so that it operates as intended by "Inky" Stephens...

This area was once permanently damp, so the plants which thrived here would have had to have been of the moisture-loving variety.
This was another part of the garden which was peaceful, with sunlight shooting through the trees...

At the top of the rumbling Dell cascade...


Scenic, modern steps down towards the pond...

A Conversation With Spike, 2014, by John Somerville sits in the gardens.
Terence Alan "Spike" Milligan (1918-2002) was considered the godfather of alternative comedy, and this statue was put in the gardens by The Finchley Society, of which Spike was president.

The bench contains seven elements related to this comic genius's work and personality.
The elephants on the arms of the bench refer to the fact that Spike was born in India, whilst his father was a sergeant major in the British Indian Army.  He also lived in British Burma.

Spike (who called himself Spike because he disliked his first name) named himself after Spike Jones, an American musician and bandleader, after hearing him on the radio.  Spike Jones' vocal style was quite outlandish, and his music featured popular ballads with the addition of whistles, gunshots, burps and hiccups (amongst other things!) 
This fairy represents the fact that Spike had a lifelong fascination with fairies.

The soldiers represent Spike's time in the army, during World War II.  The heads of the four main Goons characters: Eccles, Bluebottle, Major Bloodnok and Eddie Seagoon all sit along the bottom of the backrest.

The comedy and tragedy masks are not just for theatrical reference.  They represent the fact that although Spike was a comedian, he suffered from manic depression for most of his life.

The three characters at the bottom are Spike with his Goon Show co-stars Harry Secombe and Peter Sellers.

A close-up of the funny trio.  This doesn't quite show all three of them- oh well, there's my excuse to go back sorted!😁

 The letter Q sits on both ends of the bench, crafted like foliage, to represent several BBC series of that name made by Spike.
As its title suggests, the statue invites you to sit with Spike, and chat awhile...

Leaving the gardens, and you can tell this area was once the stables.  I quite like the "witchy" turret- gothic little moi would!

The SPIKE FOR PRIME MINISTER photo (displayed in the window as we left) comes from an early 1960s advertisement for Dairy Crunch chocolate bars.  In what is considered a valid satirical point, Spike Milligan took the view that the world was run by idiots!  

The Catcher In The Rye pub, which we passed as we made our way back to the Tube station.  Named after the novel, I've never read J.D. Salinger's homage to adolescent angst and alienation, but maybe I should- it's a theme that has certainly inspired my stories.

Stephens Gardens, I will return, and I'd love the opportunity to go inside Stephens House one day.

Until then,

TTFN

Miss Elaineous

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Tuesday, 1 August 2023

BUTLIN'S: 75 YEARS OF FUN! by SYLVIA ENDACOTT and SHIRLEY LEWIS

 BUTLIN'S
75 YEARS OF FUN!
by
SYLVIA ENDACOTT and SHIRLEY LEWIS


THE BLURB:

After successfully developing a series of funfairs, Billy Butlin progressed to opening holiday centres and hotels across the UK to provide families with an inexpensive but entertaining holiday. Over the years the centres first expanded and then declined in number due to changes in our preferences for types of holiday. Now boasting spa hotels, the resorts are very different from the chalets of yesteryear. However, the original slogan “Our True Intent is all for Your Delight” is fondly remembered by all of the original holidaymakers, whether they enjoyed one trip to a holiday centre or still make an annual pilgrimage with their families.

This nostalgic selection of images, many published here for the first time, illustrates the history of the various camps and hotels, including all of the things we associate with this most British of establishments. From Redcoats to water worlds, and from the Glamorous Grandmothers competitions to National Talent contests, this book provides an enjoyable and nostalgic trip down memory lane for all who know and love Butlin's, allowing us a glimpse into the social history of this quintessential British holiday.

THE REALITY:

I bought this as, at the time I was chasing after this book below, which is named FILEY- Thanks for the Memories, which raised its head on eBay...

...But for some reason I wasn't allowed to do a last minute snipe. Oh well- they can go for as much as £70-80 (although this particular book went for something like £13 to the lucky buyer) and I wasn't prepared to pay too much. I then saw the book at Filey Museum and had a happy root through so didn't need to buy a copy after all! I've blogged about the museum and here's the link:-

This book was only a few quid and did what it said on the tin, which was provide me with a wonderful selection of photographs of all nine of the camps (I've visited seven), plus its Butlin's hotels and overseas resorts. I also learnt some new things; such as Billy Butlin owning smaller resorts- mostly in Cornwall- which were called Freshfields, and were part of his Small Centre Division. I also learnt about the success of School Venture Weeks, where Butlin's hosted school and youth visits. Kids could even gain nationally recognised certificates at these times- cycling proficiency and learning to swim being only two of many skills on offer, and they could also participate in the Duke of Edinburgh's Award Scheme. I know a fair bit about Butlin's, so it was nice to find out more- and I wish Billy's revolving Top of the Tower Restaurant, which was 150 metres high in the sky at the top of the BT Tower in London still existed- I'd just have to pay it a visit!

My only gripe was that the print was very small. No, I don't have problems with my eyes, thankfully, but it made reading the book tedious. The best thing was the wonderful selection of photographs.  A must for any Butlin's fan wanting a trip down memory lane.