An Apprentice Ship

So I left the house at quarter-to-eight, turned right into the row (that’s a very narrow lane to you, speciality of Gt Yarmouth), to meet up with my daughter who was waiting for me on the farside of the river and lo! There’s this olde-worlde-looking ship. Hoping to get some good shots during our walk that day, I had my camera with me. Wow, luck! Not so lucky was the tide (which was out) thus the olde-worlde-looking ship sat low in the water and I couldn’t even see her hull from the quay. And moving round to the bridge, the light was in entirely the wrong direction. So this is not the best of shots.

TS Royalist moored at Gt Yarmouth

TS Royalist moored at Gt Yarmouth: photo taken 20th July 2018

TS Royalist isn’t as olde-worlde as it looks (it was built in 2014), and as its name might suggest, its a training ship used by the Sea Cadets. With up to 10 permanent crew, it provides real-environment training for up to 24 cadets.

This 130 ton is a 34-metre brig. But that’s about as much as I can tell you. I might live close enough to the quay to dip my toes in the river (though only when the tide is running high) but I know next to nothing about ships.

And where did I walk? Along the edge of Breydon Water, which lies just behind the town.

Breydon Water

A ‘smaller’ vessel sailing on Breydon Water: photo taken 20 July 2018

 

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By the Parishioners’ Door

There is a group of parish churches in southeast Norfolk with south doors a rival to the rising sun.

Ashby St Mary church door

Ashby St Mary church, Norfolk: Photo taken April 2018

Dated to early C12th, it’s thought the work was performed by a German or Dutch stonemason who was visiting the area. Why was his visiting? Well, the design is remarkably similar to that found at Norwich Cathedral of the same approximate date.

#picoftheweek challenge: Entrance

Ashby St Mary c;lose up

Ashby St Mary up close

See also my blog of 2016: The Confusing Case of The Norman Arches, written when I stumbled upon the first of this group at Hellington.

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It All Began

geological-time by skeeze

Original image by skeeze; tweaked by cp

“It all began when Jan met Ned.”

No. Wrong.

Wrong?

Everything that ever had happened in Jan’s life led to that moment. Ditto for Ned.

Fine.

“It all began when Jan was born, three years to the day after Ned.”

No.

No?

You’re forgetting the effects of a mother’s nutritional levels upon the foetus. And we all know how a stressful environment can affect the child for the rest of its life.

Okay. If you say.

“It all began when Jan’s mother bought the pregnancy test-kit.”

No, no. You have to factor in the father. And what were the circumstance of the mother’s life up till then.

Okay.

“It all began when God, in boredom, sighed and for an instant reversed his gravity.”

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Follow the Yellow Brick Road

Okay, so it’s not a road, but a path. And it’s not made of brick, but of short-cut grain-stalks. And it doesn’t go to the Emerald City but passing through an exceedingly emerald field, skirts a sand-quarry to arrive at Norwich City (whose football club colours just happen to be green and yellow).

Footpath through grain-field at Arminghall

Footpath through grain-field at Arminghall: Photo taken 21st June 2018

#picoftheweek: Follow the Path

The sharp-eyed amongst you might notice what could be a circle midway along that path. While it could be an outgrown modernday crop circle, it’s more likely to be the markings from an ancient round barrow. This field sits bang in the middle of a site sacred since Neolithic times (the path also passes alongside Arminghall Henge).

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A Wheel of Time

Days were we fetched our water from a well. Days were the women met at tha village pump. But the wheel turns and leaves us only memories. And relics such as these.

Sparham village well and pump

Sparham village well. Or is it a pump? Photo taken 5th July 2018

When first I saw it, I thought by the wheel that this had been the old village well. But I notice there’s also a spout, more suggestive of a village pump. Yet I’ve never seen a pump with such a ‘handle’.

 

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Ode To A Gnat

gnats for fun

 

O you assailant of non-Euclidean flight!
Why must you always wait for night?
Why won’t you attack when the sun is bright?
O vampiric smidgeon of the night.

 


First posted in 2015: reposted in aftermath of massive gnat attack.

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The Colours of Summer

So here we are, post-Solstice, and no matter what the weather might do, it’s summer. I know it is, cos every beach-front store has a bright display of beach toys.

Beach Toys

Beach Toys on sale in Southwold: Photo 26 June 2018

#2018picoftheweek challenge: Summertime

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Sea, Sand and Shelters (must be England)

Last week I took my camera for a walk around Southwold, a former fishing town in Suffolk, a one-time Georgian resort, all elegance, Jane Austin and … stuff. So many photos, which to share?

Beach Huts at Southwold

Beach Huts at Southwold: 26th June 2018

 

 

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Asaric Tales e-book update #8

July already, and what have I to report?

Asaric Tales update 8

Asaric Lies, Book One

Asaric Lies has been beta-read, critiqued, amended, critiqued again, and beta-read and … I am now waiting for the last three critiques to be in, before I consider the results and make my final amendments. My thanks to those who have offered their services and have delivered, and to those who are still in the process. Words cannot express how much I appreciate your time and your efforts. I kiss your feet! You are gold!

Update on Critters.org.

My submission of the three new chapters and request for a dedicated reader for Asaric Lies to Critters fell on the same day as Critters closed membership to EU residents because of the complications with the new data protection acts. (see Update #7)  I thought Asaric Lies wouldn’t now be listed. I was wrong.

I have received five critiques. But with the first received it seemed Critters wouldn’t credit their work. However, since then I’ve received word that they have received credits even though I’m no longer a member. Alas, the situation doesn’t extend to the dedicated read. I’ve had two offers for that and have had to refuse them.

LadiesWhoCritique

Blocked from membership of Critters.org, I looked for an alternative source of critiques and beta-readers. And found LadiesWhoCritique, a bulletin-board type site with provision to advertise for critique partners and beta readers and, despite its name, open to men as well. I joined up, advertised, and now have a mutally agreeable partnership with another ‘lady who critiques’. However, for the past two weeks that site has been offline for maintenance. Drats, just as I want to advertise again.

Asaric Axis (Book Two) Call for Beta Readers 

Yep! Book Two is ready to enter that never-ending process of beta readers and critiques. And so, the blurb …

Kerrid is an Asar, one of a handful of people with unusual traits and abilities. In Book One, Asaric Lies, the all-encompassing oracular Spinner charged Kerrid with the eradication of Neka, the demon-snake that has stalked Kerrid since she was a child. To do so, Kerrid believes she must discover the truth of the Asars.

Thus, when “big brother” Olun summons Kerrid’s husband to a family meeting with the expressed purpose to discover this truth Kerrid jumps at the chance.

Kerrid’s success in this stage of her quest depends upon her gaining the approval of Olun, who never has liked her, and that of his brothers. This would be easier without her husband’s repeated efforts to undermine her, in part motivated by his jealousy of the second-born brother, Jiar.

If the above blurb teases your interest and you’d like to volunteer to read the book then please use the form here to contact me.

Asaric Axis currently weighs in at 73,000 words ( lightweight compared with the first book).

Asaric Skies, Book Three

And while you helpful, much-appreciated, more-precious-than-gold beta-readers tackle Book Two, I will be busy on Book Three, Asaric Skies. I am hoping (ha ha) to reduce its wordcount by some 25,000 words. I also need to ensure changes made in Books One and Two are carried into this next book. Then there’s the copy-editing, and getting rid of the ‘-ing’ words (the fast-track diet); a general knock into shape, ready to pass through the same procedures. I sigh. Only another two books after that, then I can get down the mechanics of e-book publishing.

July. Hmm. Yet I am making progress. Slowly.

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Southwold, 10:30 GMT 52° North

26th June, at 10:30 am (GMT), at 52.3° North, the sun peeped from behind the tower of St Edmund’s church at Southwold—just as I took this photo (and effectively bleached out the sky!).

West face St Edmunds Southwold

West face of St Edmund’s church, Southwold, Suffolk: Photo taken 26th June 2018

#2018picoftheweek: Sun Flare

St Edmund is one of East Anglia’s own saints. King at the time of the Great Heathen Army, in 869 he was slain, reputedly, by Ivar the Boneless and his brother Ubba. Thirty years later he became the first venerated saint of the newly converted Christain Vikings of East Anglia with a cult centre at Beadoriceworth (now Bury St Edmunds). His is one of the most common dedications amongst East Anglian churches.

 

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