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  • jullietwright 3:13 pm on October 26, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: On attending a Speed Awareness Course   

    26 October 2014

    There is a road in Cramlington; a stretch of straight dual-carriageway between the shops at Manor Walks and Cramlington Learning Village. Beware that stretch of road, ye motorists, it is a trap for the unwary, it has a 30 mph speed limit. So it was that a letter came through the post giving me the choice of a £60 fine with three points on my licence, attending a Speed Awareness course or appealing to Bedlington Magistrates’ Court about unfair treatment. The last wasn’t an option – an ex-colleague sits as a magistrate at said court and I don’t know which of us would be more embarrassed if I appeared before her. The points would bump up my insurance, so £84 and the course it was. An attempted whinge to lawyer son about only doing 35 mph in my ancient Micra had no effect – if I broke the law, I must face the consequences (and after all the sacrifices a mother makes …..).

    I took the last vacancy, and, on a balmy Tuesday evening, duly presented myself at an anonymous building near Annitsford. Identities were checked and the group, all of whom looked completely law-abiding, were directed upstairs and introduced to our course leader who was the personification of a retired policeman. His first word did not endear himself – he was pleased to be taking the evening course and the afternoon ones were full of OAPs – thanks a bunch! However, things looked up after that and I learned a lot. Did you know that the 20 mph limit on estates etc is unenforceable? Not that that is an excuse for doing 50 mph sending old ladies and small children running in terror for the pavement. I also failed the observation of hazzards as I recognized the film as being shot near where my stepdaughter lives in Ascot and was interested in identifying the shops, especially one where I bought some Chardonnay which tasted like battery acid – but that’s another story.

    Altogether, it was time well spent and it is amazing how many of my friends have admitted to attending similar courses, including a former vicar of St. Mark’s – since you ask, he did not wear his clerical collar for the occasion. I am also able to identify cars on that stretch of road; their drivers are all doing 28 mph in the inside lane, especially when the white van is sitting on the central grassy area.

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  • jullietwright 2:47 pm on October 22, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: On being editor of the church magazine   

    22 October 2014

    It’s time to produce another magazine. I’ve been doing this since 1983 when the then vicar of St. Mark’s, Shiremoor, Fr. (later Bishop) Nigel Stock, conned me into becoming editor. At the time, the magazine was called ‘The Marksman’ which confused some people as they thought it was about archery and a few of the peace brigade objected to references to weapons. Now it is ‘The St. Mark’s Messenger’

    Thank the Lord for modern technology! No more calling at the vicarage for the electric typewriter and transporting the pages to whoever was transcribing them that month and then having to paste the whole thing up for photocopying. God bless the computer, Publisher, Clipart and Email. I have had various assistants over the years; some of whom thought the whole thing would collapse when they left but it is just me now.

    About 80 people pay a subscription of £5 per year for 10 editions – a bargain if every I saw one. The key principle is not to include too much religion and to include as many photographs of church events as appropriate. People like to view photos of themselves. As a retired teacher, I often include a couple of educational pages – this month it is the Stasi – a sinister bunch if there ever was one. Humour is essential, and I have loyal group who send me articles they have found on the Internet, but the most monthly popular item is by our astrologer-in-residence, Madame Cholet, who joined the team in 2000. She makes a prediction for that month’s astrological sign and her friend, the Pythia of Delphi, has acted as occasional agony aunt. Next month, she will be reminding readers to buy their tin of salmon in time for Christmas. It is essential to have a tin of pink salmon in the cupboard in case unexpected visitors call over the festive season and there is nothing to offer them to eat.

     
  • jullietwright 2:26 pm on October 20, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    20 October 2014

    On North Tyneside’s building plans, Murton Village lies in the centre of a sea of blancmange pink. I have lived in the village for over 40 years and hope we are not going to be linked up with Shiremoor, New York or West Monkseaton. Apparently one of the fields shows evidence of medieval farming so that should be safe anyway. Our little community at the top of the village feels the same as I do; we were young mothers together and have grown old(er) together, most of us are grandmas now and a few of the original group are no longer with us. We miss them.

    About me. I have borrowed my blog name from one of my cats because I can’t stand mine. It is Greek but apparently even the Greeks don’t use it any more – very sensible of them. If asked to give a succinct description of my character, I can do no better than borrow the comment from Edie in ‘Last of the Summer Wine’s’ about Foggy Dewhurst’s mother – “a woman of a nervous disposition but a great believer in flannelette.’ That will do for now.

     
  • jullietwright 12:22 pm on October 19, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Sunday 

    Today Ken came to help me set up a blog

     
  • jullietwright 11:59 am on October 19, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    19 October 2014 

    Today is Sunny and we are going to the village pub for lunch

     
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