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Still No Snow

It looks like we’ve dodged it for the time being. It isn’t even raining at the moment, though it is grey, damp and cold. No, not as cold as those of you who live in Canada and the northern US, or many other places. I watch Aussie Gold Hunters and am constantly amazed at the amount of snow I see on that. Actually, I’m amazed to see any. Australia in my mind is a desert surrounded by beaches. It’s beyond me why anyone would live in a bit where it snows. If it happened to me I would load up the car and drive somewhere warmer.

The main anecdote of the day. A mother and son with limited English entered the shop. It got off to a bad start because we were (a) busy and (b) working to a deadline. They didn’t have an appointment and they left the front door open.

Silver Britannia coin

Then they took a load of rammel out of a bag and heaped it up on the counter, wanting us to bid on it. Even from several yards away I could tell that the cameo was plastic – shells don’t come in bright red – and plastic is not usually mounted in gold. The ones in the link are exceptional – a normal average cameo brooch is more like £75 – £100. Sometimes, though, it’s nice to look at a bit of quality.

They actually had nothing we wanted to buy, a most of it was either base metal, fake or very low value. Eventually the mother pulled her ear ring out – it had a coin mounted on it and was bent and worn. It was probably also a jeweller’s copy and they are generally 9 carat gold copies of 22 carat originals. It definitely wasn’t a collectable coin.

I suppose I should have admired their enterprise, but instead I felt resentful that they stole half an hour from us. It’s probably time I retired . . .

Silver Britannia coin

Watching Olympics and Cheering for Australia

I’ve just been watching the Beach Volleyball at the Olympics. You can tell I’m getting old, because I was actually watching it for the sporting contest rather than the the women in swimwear. It was the Women’s Final between Australia and the USA and it really messed with my head.

Athletes may talk about the pressure of competition, but they have, in most countries, an extensive support system and they have been preparing for the Olympics for four (or five) years. The UK has Lottery Funding, the USA has a college system which pumps out an endless supply of athletes and the Russian Olympic Committee has the benefit of a state-supported doping system (remember that even if they are clean now, most of them are still using the advantages gained from years of doping before they were caught). But what does the average sports viewer get?

I was completely unprepared for the Olympics, following so close on the heels of the football. I hadn’t had time to get up to speed with all the stories, hadn’t had time to plan my snacking regime, and was completely unprepared mentally. When the USA and Australia stepped out on to the court, I was, to say the least, conflicted.

For much of my life the Olympics was just a continuation of the Cold War by another means, as the Eastern Bloc athletes, who all seemed to be in the army, went about the business of winning gold medals in a joyless and efficient manner. At this time, the USA stood firm against Communism on the sports field. So, I still have a part of my heart that cheers for the USA.

However, there are limits, and one of those is that I am incapable of supporting the USA against members of the Commonwealth. Although we all have shared history, the USA decided to opt out in 1776 and the Australians stuck with us. It was with mixed emotions that I found myself shouting for Australia. The problem was that we are very close in medals on the medal table, and one more gold would be enough for Australia to overtake us (at time of writing).

I had much the same problem with the women’s hockey bronze medal match this morning – I wanted the Indians to win their first ever Olympic hockey medal  (their men having already taken their first medal in 41 years) but I also wanted the England women to win. It was a great match, where the lead swapped several times and it was a shame that anyone had to lose.

Which gets us back to the Australia versus USA problem. Fate stepped in and the USA won. This was disappointing. Was it as disappointing as Australia overtaking us in the medal table? I’ll let you answer that one for yourselves.

Just for interest (I’m not going to step into any contentious areas if I can help it) look at this. It seems that while the German gymnasts are actively working against the trend to sexualise women’s sporting outfits, the beach volleyball teams already have a choice of attire and generally opt for the swimwear.

Sing a Song of Sixpence

1787 Sixpence Size Comparison

1787 Sixpence Size Comparison

This sixpence is one of my favourite coins, and is pictured above with a current penny coin and a US cent for size comparison.

The sixpence was first issued in 1551 – the reign of Edward VI. He was the sickly son of Henry VIII and Jane Seymour, the King’s third wife. It continued in production in subsequent reigns, though it was not produced every year. One of the issues of George II was designed by John Sigismund Tanner, which is why those of you old enough to remember the 6d coin are all saying “Ah!” at the moment. Yes, that’s why it was known as a “tanner”.

Unfortunately, the Royal Mint website says that the name probably dates from the early 1800s and comes from the Romany “tawno”, meaning “small one”, which confuses things. Why the sixpence should be the small one when we had silver 4d and 3d coins at that time, is not explained, but let’s just say that I don’t consider the Royal Mint website to be 100% correct in all things.

There was a break in sixpence production between 1758 and 1787. This was partly due to a world shortage of silver, and partly due to the madness of King George, who was unable to authorise new issues. This led to the issue of unofficial token coins by local tradesmen, and the use of foreign silver coins as substitutes for the crown (five shillings) and half crown. The Bank of England also issued coins of  3 shillings and 1/6d, selecting these denominations to avoid conflict with the King’s coinage.

The design features a bust of the King wearing Roman-style armour and a wreath of laurels. He was not, as you can see, a handsome man. Looking at him brings stories of Princesses kissing frogs. The reverse has four shields representing the King’s claims to England/Scotland on one, and France, Hanover and Ireland on the others. He’d have been better off forgetting France and hanging on to America.

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In 1787 the average working wage was £15 – £20 a year – or around a shilling a day (working a six day week). A low level domestic servant could be on as little as £3 a year and a footman could earn £8 (about 6d a day) Servants were also given food, lodgings and clothing. It’s never easy comparing the cost of living, but this article is quite interesting.

So, what was happening in 1787?

February – in the newly independent America – Shay’s Rebellion fails. This was a rebellion by Massachusetts residents against government taxation policies. This seems familiar…

There would be two more rebellions a few years later – the Whiskey Rebellion and Fries’s Rebellion. Until I started writing about 1787 I had no idea American history could be so interesting.

On May 13 the Ships of the First Fleet left Portsmouth for Australia with around 700 convicts and 300 crew and guards. Or up to 1,500 people according to other accounts. It took them between 250 and 252 days to reach Botany Bay as they became a little strung out on the journey, though two days after 250 days at sea is still quite impressive.

The First Fleet is commemorated with a memorial, including a garden area with a barbecue. Because I’m trying to be a nice person, rather than a crabby old xenophobe, I will refrain from mentioning how it is typical of Australians to have a barbecue. It is not only their national symbol, alongside the kangaroo and the boomerang, but it is their way of rubbing it in that our weather is not as good as theirs.

Why Australia? Because the newly independent American colonies refused to accept our convicts. If we’d sent them to Canada, which would have been cheaper and less sunny,  I wonder if the Canadians would then have developed a love of cricket.

This mention of cricket is fortuitous as the first cricket game was played at Lord’s in this year and the MCC was founded. It was possibly cricket which killed Prince Frederick, eldest sone of George II and father of George III. He was a great patron of the game and died of an infection of the lung. In one version of the story this was caused when he was struck in the chest by a cricket ball, though others say a real tennis ball, and the dullest version of the story says it was pleurisy.

Also on a topic which has recently become topical, was the founding of the Society for Effecting the Abolition of the Slave Trade.  The movement for the abolition of slavery had been inspired by Pennsylvania Quakers and had spread to Quakers in the UK. The society was founded in 1787 because Quakers were prohibited from holding many civil offices and they sought to include Anglicans, who were not disadvantaged by religion, to increase the political reach of the society. (The Test Acts would be repealed in 1828, shortly before the abolition of slavery in British territory).

In 1787 freed slave Ottobah Cugoano published Thoughts and Sentiments on the Evil and Wicked Traffic of the Slavery and Commerce of the Human Species.

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Design by Wedgwood for the Society for Effecting the Abolition of the Slave Trade – it was on the seal of the society and appears on a number of other titems

 Six men were killed in 1787 when troops opened fire on striking weavers in Calton, just outside Glasgow. The weavers had become accustomed to wages of up to £100 a year (see the link about wages – £100 enabled one of the ‘middling sort’ to live comfortably), due to their skill and demand for their product but mechanisation was making things cheaper, and prices were falling. After a 25% wages cut they went on strike and six were killed when the troops opened fire.

It’s a story with many echoes through history, including the Luddites, the Peterloo Massacre, and the Scottish Insurrection.

That is probably enough for now. It has now run to over 1,000 words, and I have only kept it so short by cutting several hundred words. The trouble with the internet is that it makes it so easy to keep finding more and more information.

Wwood Slave

Wedgwood jasperware plaque, also made as a pendant and a brooch.

Another Day, Another Parcel…

Subtitle: Postcodes (3)

NE6 is in the area between Newcastle and Wallsend. The former is known for a number of things, and the latter for being the end of Hadrian’s Wall.

The bit in between contains Byker, which is a well-known suburb and titular home of Byker Grove. The programme, in the manner of these things, was not made in Byker, but Benwell,a different suburb of Newcastle, and a different postcode – NE2. Oh, the magic of showbiz!

QLD 4209, being in Australia is, you would hope, a bit more exotic than the north-east of England. Reference to Google shows it to have a dual-carriageway and a cycle lane. They have wheelie bins by the roadside. And bungalows.

To be honest, I’d been hoping for something a bit more exotic – a dirt road maybe, and a shack.

The fact for the area is that it contains a town called Pimpama, which used to be a notable centre for the production of arrowroot. If they had “marketing” and focus groups in the nineteenth century they would, I suspect, have chosen a different name.

It’s next to the city of Gold Coast. You learn something every day, and today I’ve learnt that Gold Coast is a city. I’d always thought it was a description of the coast. To complete this segment, and take us back to Newcastle, Gold Coast became the sixth largest city in Australia in 2007,  overtaking Newcastle, New South Wales.

NR29 is a Norfolk postcode, containing broads, marshes and some coastline. It’s only a couple of miles away from the Travelodge at Acle where we stayed for part of our recent trip.

The village of Rollesby is roughly in the centre of the area and has a rare round-tower church.

It may be my age, but I am more interested in churches with round towers than I am with the history of arrowroot in Australia.

Next: M32, KT18, BR6 and ME8.

 

Silver Stamps and eBay

I passed my blood test, and as a reward they have given me a whole four weeks until the next test. This will save a lot of time, car parking and pain. Not that there is much pain really, but I like to go for as much sympathy as possible.

This morning I continued putting stamp ingots on eBay. For those of you who don’t know, these are models of stamps made in silver. I knew such things existed because I’d seen them, but until Tuesday I didn’t know what they were called. I do now.

 

Silver Marks

Silver Marks

Ironically for something called “The Empire Collection” the third mark, the one that looks like a cross and circle is an import mark, which means the ingots were made abroad.  The others are the maker, .925 to denote Sterling silver and, at the end, an “E” for 1979. You’ll have to take my word for that, it’s a peculiar font for that series of date letters.

My current homework is learning about American coins, as I put some on earlier this week and realised I didn’t even have a basic working knowledge of the subject. It’s by no means my only area of ignorance, but it is one that has a good book to remedy the deficiency.

Not sure what I’m listing tomorrow, but I’m sure there will be something to do.

I would write more, but my card reader is playing up and I can’t access more photos.

Meanwhile, Julia was down at the Mencap garden watching butterflies and watering in the polytunnel. She had Orange Tips, Peacocks, Small Whites and a Common Blue.

In the shop we had to content ourselves with one single, droning fly.

Julia cooked tonight so we ate in a more sophisticated manner than normal – seafood linguine and rhubarb crumble (with rhubarb fresh from the garden). It’s nice to have someone else doing the cooking.

Nipplewort and Commas

Doesn’t time fly when you’re enjoying yourself?

We’ve left Monday long behind in a flurry of weeding and pizza and by the time the week ends we’ll have seen a variety of people – we’ve already seen a school, a family picnic, a gent and his carer, the Community Payback team and a visiting Australian today. It’s good that people feel happy to visit, but when you’re up to your neck in a school visit it’s sometimes hard to remain tactful.

I’m talking generalities there. It’s hard for the average person to remain tactful. With me it’s rare to remain tactful. However, I am making progress and it’s several months since…

No, I forgot that one.

…it’s several weeks since anyone has complained about my attitude.

I suppose I ought to pause for a bit of introspection there, give myself a talking to about customer service, that sort of thing. Imagine it done.

We had a laugh this morning when the visiting Australian asked if we had to water our sedum roof. It’s not really a question we’ve ever had to address. Not with English weather being what it is. I’ve just looked up the rainfall for Australia, which I have always considered a bit of a dustbowl, and find they have some regions a lot wetter than the UK average. That’s the thing with averages, about half the UK is going to be wetter than average when you look into it. I am now more confused than ever.

I do know that Australia is the second driest continent after Antarctica. But I also know that if you put a shovelful of Antarctica and a shovelful of Australia into a billy can you would have more luck making tea from the Antarctic.

Anyway, time passes. I have made little impact in my quest to learn more about plants because my ageing brain will not retain the names of plants. So far I have added nipplewort, corncockle and bristly ox tongue to my repertoire, and we don’t even have bristly ox tongue here as far as I can see.

This is a pollinator on nipplewort. It’s a very small flower and blows about easily, so it’s not a great photo.

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It is, however, better than the only picture I’ve managed to take of a Comma butterfly in two years of trying.

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Having said that, there are many species I haven’t managed to photograph at all. Even the common Gatekeeper and whites never seem to pose properly for me.

I dropped by the £1 shop this morning and now have three washing up bowls to make ponds. None of them, as yet, has been sited or filled. I’m sure I set myself a target about this a few days ago…

Meanwhile, my wife has disappeared with 30 schoolchildren and a party of teachers. They are overdue, she has left her phone in the office.

The Australian influence is strong today and I’m beginning to think of Picnic at Hanging Rock.