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Richard Madeley and the Polperro Music Festival Auction

9 Nov


I live in a pretty little place called Polperro situated in Cornwall.

The Outer Harbour

The Outer Harbour




Every Year a music festival is held there and in order to be able to afford an impressive fortnight of music with equally impressive musicians, the village needs to raise money. This year there will be an auction held at the British Legion with presenter Richard Madeley as Auctioneer.

He is donating a lunch at the Talland Bay Hotel for three people.

I am giving one of my handmade dolls.


and one of my Kookaburra Cottage Quilts.


There will be lots of other goodies too. So whether you are a fan of Richard Madeley, want a quilt or doll you cannot get anywhere else or just fancy a trip to a beautiful place, come along.

November 30th at 8:30pm at the British Legion in Landaviddy Lane Polperro. Park in the car park and take a short walk down into the village as there is no parking in the village. Don’t forget parking is free for the evening.

Put it in your diary and see you there.


Another Day Another Cake

15 Jul

I must have been blogging for about a year as I distinctly remember blogging about BC’s birthday last year and the cake produced by Daughter Number One. This year she has produced another one.

I think she could have found a new interest.

The whole family arrived for BC’s birthday and we had an excellent meal at Neville’s Restaurant in Little Green. It was, as always very, very good. I thought BC deserved a meal out as he always does the cooking. If you are ever in Polperro you really should try this restaurant. You will not be disappointed.

Just in case you don’t know what else there is to come here for, have a look at our restored lifeboat. Don’t worry it’s not used for saving lives any more. We may have many ancient traditions but we do have a modern lifeboat.

Some more boats.The outer harbour.

See how I suffer.

I have finished another quilt but not taken a photograph as yet. Watch this space.

In case you are interested I made BC a card using Loralie designs ‘Senior Prom’ embroidery collection.

I love her designs, embroidery and fabric but the embroideries are so well digitised they are a pleasure to use.

What Shall We Do with the Drunken Sailor.

21 Jul

As I was taking my constitutional up along the cliffs, I suddenly thought you might like to see what I saw. Today has been the first really lovely day all week and we decided to go for a walk. What I didn’t realise was that we were doing Land’s End to John o’ Groats. At least that’s what it felt like.  Mind you I did get treated to an icecream at the three quarter point. That would be gooseberry if you’re interested although I’m not sure why you would be. Anyway this is the view as you descend into the village. It was taken before the hoards started to appear so not too populated.

Whilst we are on the subject and bearing in mind the title of this blog let me also show you a picture of the Big Cheese’s boat complete with Daughter number one. I’m not sure if she has the sun in her eyes or is doing the ‘I see no ships’ thing. By the way I am not suggesting that any sailor was even slightly inebriated during the taking of this photograph. It just seemed like a good title for a seasidey blog.

You’ll have to excuse the seagulls. As you can see they are not house trained. They ruin everything. I can’t even hang washing out in case they decide to reenact the Battle of Britain and ack- ack the whole lot as they zoom down the line. The noise is worse. They seem to think that if I walk past a window in my own house it is a cue to screech. I have even caught myself reasoning in conversation with a seagull that as the house is mine I am entitled to walk past a window with impunity. I’m not saying they were the exact words but you catch my drift. Anyway, I used to like the sound of seagulls but I hate the little devils with a vengeance now I live amongst them. You would think twenty years would be long enough to get used to it but I’ve got news for you. They also stand in line at the chip shop waiting for someone to drop a chip or lurk outside ready to attack the unwary and pinch a whole fish supper. I saw someone lose a saveloy right before my eyes one evening whilst listening to  the fishermen’s Choir. Still the tourists seem to like them and they say if they bomb you from a great height it’s lucky. Well they’d have to say that wouldn’t they.

Here’s another view from a different angle. See the big fishing boats. The village is still a working fishing village so boats can be seen going in and out of the harbour when the tide is right.

I’ll be back with more on applique in the next few days.