Winter Riverwatch

Another enthralling tale from the bankc of the River Wissey

The day had never started. There was little difference between night and day. It was dark and overcast – it was cold and miserable and forlorn. Now it was afternoon and a faint impression of the moon still hung overhead like a beady watchful eye. All about was a sense of gloom and our fur and feather friends obviously refused to play any part and were nowhere to be seen! I was completely alone alongside the river Wissey and a strange peace ruled. There was a nice ripple on the water and with the heavy cloud it was perfect for piking. I had already enjoyed a good morning with a beautiful fish and was reluctant to go home.

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Werreham news

Update on Wereham village activities

Harvest Supper

Our harvest festivals this year were made doubly special as we welcomed our new Priest-in-Charge the Rev Barbara Burton and celebrated the end of the interregnum. The Group Harvest Supper will this year was prepared by St Margaret’s Church and our talented PCC created a truly festive mood of celebration and a most enjoyable combination of home-made food and good music.

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Ian looks at Kid’s technology and how thing have changed over the past few years

December 2010.

KIDS’ TECHNOLOGY – The intransigent pushchair and its mates, the kiddie car seats!

When our kids were small, they rode up and down the length of the country in what were effectively cardboard boxes, bundled into the car between all the luggage. The oblong body of the pushchair was either placed in the oblong metal frame on four wheels or lifted out of the frame and stashed somewhere in the car. Calum once travelled from Birkenhead to Sussex, lying in his “box” on top of a chest of drawers, his nose only inches from the roof of the car. When a child became old enough, he graduated to a car seat. Ours was a square of canvas attached to a couple of metal hooks which hooked over the rear of the bench car seat. There were no restraining straps but the seat, when carried into the lunchtime cafe, doubled as a high chair when hooked over the back of a wooden chair. Once again, our kids travelled thousands of miles in this precarious arrangement, happily without incident. Later, when we had estate cars, it was not unusual to carry four kids in the back seat with another three sitting in the rear of the vehicle. These days, such behaviour would be totally unacceptable and, of course, extremely dangerous. The kids would be at risk and there would be so many exploding social workers vapourising by the roadside that they would become an endangered species (mmm).

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