A window on Shropshire

Windows are delightful things and I have to confess to collecting more than my fair share on my travels.  Looking out or looking in, I’m equally happy.  You never know what you might find, do you?

On my visit to Shropshire this week I stayed in a wonderful old Arts and Crafts property, Arden House, in Church Stretton.  Looking out of the windows I could hardly wait to get started on another adventure.

It has the nicest of country pubs, even if a malevolent wasp might be hiding beneath the plate, ready to pounce.  What’s this chap doing up there, you might wonder? Trimming back the wisteria, I believe, in rather precarious fashion.

I don’t mind scaling the heights now and again myself, in search of a good view. Stokesay Castle was a prime example.

There will be more, of course, but for now let me reassure you that the swelling from the sting has stopped.  I hope to have matching hands again in the near future.  Meantime you are free to go and look at Paula’s unusual Windows, because Thursday’s Special.  And maybe spare a thought for Dawn?  I haven’t lingered at her monthly challenge in the longest time.

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    1. Hiya darlin 🙂 The hand is subsiding nicely but the twisted kneecap is definitely slowing me up. I’ve become hopalong Jo. Not a lot of fun 🙂 🙂 Hoping for a sunny morning recuperating in the garden with a book and keeping an eye open for stripey things.

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  4. Lovely windows! Hope the sting is dying down. We have our very own wasps’ nest at the moment and, because it’s more than 20 feet off the ground, no-one wants to come out and deal with it. At the moment, John is talking about doing it himself. Eep!

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    1. I think I might have to leave home in that case, Anabel. 😦 The swelling is subsiding, thank goodness. The main problem now, a limp from a twisted kneecap. I’m really not safe to be let out. 🙂 🙂

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  5. Lovely glimpses of a holiday with damages. Are you sure you didn’t shinny up the ladder to help the pruner? That could explain both wasp and knee! And I know I shouldn’t joke about your pain.

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      2. Sadly we studied Macbeth. Not so romantic.

        “Out, damned spot! Out, I say!—One, two. Why, then, ’tis time to do ’t. Hell is murky!—Fie, my lord, fie! A soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account?—Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him.”

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      6. Well, mine is a copy because I needed the certs for emigrating to Australia. Sadly they cut off the age limit before I could submit for the visa, so I have a wallet of useless documents 😦

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      7. Never useless, always good for memories! My certificate reminds me of that silent exam room and the smell of fear waiting to be told to turn over the question paper and the flush of relief when there was something there that I had revised for!

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  7. Love this, Jo. My long ago ancestors on my mother’s side (Lee) originally hailed from Shropshire but came to the Colonies in the late 1600s. About five years ago I spent several days in the area looking for potential landmarks.

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    1. Family history can be fascinating, can’t it? The area around Church Stretton is known as Little Switzerland and it really is beautiful. 🙂 🙂 I’m a bit slow off the mark this week. I’ll catch up with you as soon as I can.

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  8. Splendid views, Jo. I can see you made the most of your trip, and did that first shot involve the bit of the blind negotiation that you mentioned on Tues night? If so, it was worth the effort 🙂

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      1. Wise move when it comes to other people’s fittings and fixtures. I left behind me a trail of devastation when we used to stay with G’s parents when on home leave from Africa – blinds, heater switches, exploding washing machines…

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  10. J > 20 years ago more in August I made a very long and convoluted walking tour (if I recall correctly about 200 miles) of South Shropshire, taking in all the main landscapes features (hill ranges, valleys, rivers). Me, boots and rucksack, camera, for two weeks. Wonderful! A very significant number of photos were of windows, from inside and out, of churches, castles (including Stokesay!), great houses, cottages, factories and mills, almshouses (Clun), shops, pubs …

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  16. Yikes poor you, hope you told it off for spoiling your day(s) . . . .and double yikes just seen about your kneee. What are you like?! So so glad you got to go to Stokesay Castle, I’d happily make it my home with its glorious views 🙂

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  20. I am delighted with these views Jo, and so happy to have them for the challenge. I am sorry to hear about the sting. Something bit me on the eyelid more than a month ago, and there is still a bit of swelling.

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    1. Vicious little b’s, aren’t they? 😦 I though I might have to make a hospital visit this morning but I think the antihistamines are working. 🙂 I’m a poor old soldier today, though, because I’ve done something to my left knee. That’ll teach me to go scrambling looking for views. I’ll have to start acting my age 😦

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