Friday, 17 October 2014

The wall

I've had this post in mind for a while.  People seem to love our front wall but I'd prefer a freestone one myself. 

However I love having a wall and it was a selling point for me because it reminded me of the one at my Grandma and Grandpa's place in St Davids.
Here's Mum in 2010 outside what was their cottage.  It was white when I was a child and Grandma festooned the steps and pathways with shells which we used to play with on the wall.  Georgia knows this story and it was rather emotional for me to arrive at our house in April to find that she had placed shells and driftwood along our wall.
Georgia obviously has a thing for walls too.  She sent us this photo of Oscar back in the 1990s and was at the Berlin Wall when it fell in 1989(?).
I have maintained the practice and was a little miffed the other day to come home to find the driftwood bowl and some shells nicked.  I have recovered and accept that someone's need was greater than mine...  And of course I can easily gather some more.
Walls are often built to keep people out or separate.  They always make me think of Pyramus and Thisbe, which makes me think of Bottom and the other rude mechanicals in Midsummer Night's Dream.  Wikipedia says:
'In the play-within-a-play, Tom Snout plays the wall which separates Pyramus' and Thisbe's gardens. In Pyramus and Thisbe, the two lovers whisper to each other through Snout's fingers (representing a chink in the wall). Snout has eight lines under the name of Tom Snout, and two lines as The Wall. He is the Wall for Act V-Scene 1.
Tom Snout was originally set to play Pyramus's father, but the need for a wall was greater, so he discharged The Wall. Snout is often portrayed as a reluctant actor and very frightened, but the other mechanicals (except Bottom and Quince) are usually much more frightened than Tom Snout.'
For some reason I find this screamingly funny and would love to play The Wall.
There is a fence between our garden and our neighbours and it has a gate in it.  I have (I think) previously mentioned Wilma's lovely garden
seen here earlier in Spring.  Today she invited Sis and me to view her new irises.
Wilma and Roger are very excited because we have flowers in our fledgling garden.  The previous owner used to pull the flowers off and dispose of them!


  1. I think that may actually be a photo of young Remi, not Oscar. Seems to active for Oscar somehow. And I think that wall was at a local playground in Artarmon. Just to get facts down. And I wish I could say I was at the Berlin wall, but the story is even weirder than that. I was in the then Leningrad and saw it coming down on Russian TV. We had no idea what was going on, but John F Kennedy was on Russian TV so we knew it was something big. Had to wait until we got back to Finland to read the Swedish newspapers to know what it was.

    As for walls: I love them. Especially stone walls as now evidenced by all the ones we have in our VT house since the landscaping. I also respect them as I know how hard they are to build!

  2. Facts and a good story, George. I did wonder if it was Remi but decided it was Osc. Anyway, I'm not good with children. There I was thinking you were in Europe and you were in Russia. Then there was the time I left Jake on the bus...