Fifteenth Anniversary

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This morning we set off on the Bisterne Scarecrow Festival Trail. At each end of the road through the village and its environs a town crier announced the event.

Various outlets sold leaflets listing the entries with a map showing their locations. The price was £1 in aid of the Village Hall. Most scarecrows sported a receptacle for donations to the same cause. We bought ours from Tyrell’s Ford Country Inn. As this was the last stop on the route, we carried on our search in reverse order, although my photographs are here presented starting at number 1.

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This was The Scarecrow with no Name!! outside Old School House. It didn’t look much like Clint Eastwood.

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24, Dragon Cottages was responsible for both no. 2, We’re all going on a Summer Holiday;

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and no. 3, We have gone to Pot.

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Gangsta Grannie resided at 23, Dragon Cottages. It was a neat touch to provide her with a walking frame.

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A punster was responsible for Country Life is in the Jean’s (sic).

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Charlie the Train was a recycling of Thomas the Tank Engine featured four years ago. An engineer stands in the cab;

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the prospective passenger behind him can be seen through a window;

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and a signalman waits outside. This exhibit was produced by the residents of 71, Lower Kingston.

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A subtle wit was employed for I’m just Cheese (Cheese straws – Get it?), at Clover Cottage, 16 Lower Kingston.

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It was particularly breezy at White House, Kingston, where Crow Farm was situated. The farmer had lost his hat and his wife swizzled on her stick.

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I picked up and replaced the hat (seen beside the wall in the first picture) and the wind righted the good lady. They seemed rather pleased.

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There was a Hive of Activity outside Iona, 18 Christchurch Road. Witticisms were written on tags attached to some of the bees,

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and other clever details, such a bridal couple.

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A leggy spider is Surfing the Web outside 221, Christchurch Road,

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while on the green across the road cheeky Peekaboo Pikachus enlivens the shrubbery.

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Admiral Lord Horatio Nelson peers from the garden of 6 New Road.

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By the cattlegrid in the forest on Charles Lane we have Not Forest Rangers it’s the Power Rangers.

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3 Little Pigs inhabit the brick sitting room outside Rose Cottage, 51 Bagnum. Mum’s photograph stands on the mantelpiece, and a notice asks visitors if they can find

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the Big Bad Wolf.

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At 37, Sandford, Country Fun portrays the television programme Country File. Each of the figures,

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for example John Craven, carries a photographic image of a presenter.

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On the big oak trees in Dragon Lane hang an explanatory notice about Whispering Wood

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and half a dozen pairs of eyes fashioned from car parts.

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A Tin Can Alley had been set up outside 39, Sandford, in Roll Up Roll Up.

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Another work that invites us to a further search is Noah’s Ark in the grounds of St Paul’s Church.

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We failed this one, because we only found five of the six pairs of animals.

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The Blue Planet appears somewhat out of its element outside the driveway to the Stable Family Trust.

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Wonder Woman had lost one of her amulets in the grass of Garden Cottage,

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while another unlikely American symbol, Humpty Trumpty, sat on a wall

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in the grounds of Tyrell’s Ford, above a snoozing Mexican.

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A fifteenth wedding anniversary was being celebrated outside Lower Bisterne Farm.

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Having completed our tour we just had time for lunch in The Three Tuns at Bransgore.

Jackie enjoyed a burger, chips, and salad; while I chose superb Mudeford haddock and sea bass in an excellent sauce served with a crisp range of vegetables. My lady drank Peroni while I drank Ringwood’s best bitter. As usual, this rendered an evening meal unnecessary.

 

Lovelocks

Last night Jackie researched the history of Bisterne on the Internet.  Emma historian, in her blog featured this year’s Scarecrow Festival, photographing the exhibits as I did.  She had this to say about The Village Hall and The Old School House: ‘The Village Hall was built in 1840 to house the local school and is adjacent to a thatched building which was once the old schoolhouse.  Following its closure in 1946, the two buildings were given to Bisterne and Crow to be used as a Village Hall.’  In his 1958 article ‘Journeying through Bisterne’, Roy Hodges adds: ‘a picturesque cottage, once the home of the village schoolmistress when the hall was a school’ as a description of the house we viewed yesterday.

This afternoon Jackie drove me to Southampton Parkway for a London trip to visit Carol at her flat in Rochester Row.  If anything interesting happened on the journey I missed it because I slept most of the way.

Westminster Bridge

On this beautiful balmy Autumn day tourists, as usual thronged Westminster Bridge.  Some of them, perhaps, had indulged in leaving tokens of their love for each other in a less vandalising manner than is generally applied. Lovelock Locked in place on the supports for the handrails lining the steps leading up to the bridge were a row of tiny padlocks bearing the coupled lovers’ names.  I thought of them as lovelocks. Love seat Normal examples adorned a seat in Westminster Tower Gardens, alongside the Houses of Parliament. Grafitto on plant 3.04 Lovers in Barbados, as I discovered in 2004, use a less permanent platform on which to inscribe their names.  Thick succulent leaves sufficed for them.

My reason for entering the gardens as a slight diversion from my route to my friend’s flat had been once more to admire the work of Auguste Rodin.  That great French sculptor’s ‘Monument to The Burghers of Calais’ has always intrigued me, and sometime in the 1970s I had made a series of large black and white prints.  Had I been able to find the negatives this evening I would have illustrated this post with one.  So, why didn’t I use today’s photos?  You may well ask.  I didn’t take any.  Why not? Rodin poster Because the work was away on loan.  There is something elusive about Rodin for me.  When Julia Graham, one of my Area Manager colleagues in Westminster Social Services, about the time I was taking the aforementioned photographs, had asked me to bring her a poster back from the Musee Rodin in Paris, that establishment had been closed on the occasion of my visit.  I was able, on a subsequent trip, to rectify the situation, so maybe I’ll get to find my negatives.

In order to purchase the lifting of the siege of Calais by England’s Edward III, six burghers were willing to sacrifice their lives.  This is the theme of the dramatic sculptural group.  They were saved by the intervention of the English Queen, Philippa of Hainault. Richard Coeur de Lion The crowns of England and France were pretty interchangeable in those days, as exemplified by Richard, Coeur de Lion, featured two days ago.  Today, he still sits astride his horse, sword raised, about to send his motorised transport into battle from the Houses of Parliament car park.

Lambeth Palace

Lambeth Palace, which I would pass on the 507 bus back to Waterloo, stands on the opposite bank of the Thames, vying with the vast modern buildings alongside, the tallest of which blends with it rather well.

Dean's Yard

I walked through Dean’s Yard, where the ornamental trees were beginning to rival the splendour of the Parliamentary gilt in the background.

Jackie met me at Southampton after I made my usual journey back there, drove me home, and fed me with a superb sausage and bacon casserole followed by apple crumble, with which I finished the Kumala begun a few days ago.