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Advertisement on a bus stop, dam square amsterdam. It says: Lucky there you can have lots of adventures at home also.
After 9 or 10 weeks of pandemic "stay home; stay safe" self-quarantine rules issued by the Governor of Michigan, Gretchen Whitmer, step by step she is releasing sectors of the economy to resume operations with appropriate social distancing and covering masks, as suited to conditions. Outdoor recreation at a distance from others is allowed, but long drives are discouraged; although property owners of summer cottages in the lakes and along rivers are allowed to go to and from these places, again with basic controls to hamper Covid-19 transmission. Many people are eager to move about the roads and highways, again, and feel like everything (at least within the confines of a vehicle) is back to normal: all the bad and wasteful habits in throwing away uneaten food, driving at speed above the posted speed limit, and single-use plastic containers, disposal everything, and so on.
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Stayed home sick from work today. Did a super-quickie shoot with my phone since I could no longer ignore the lovely snow-reflected light coming through the curtains. I have been so deeply inspired lately by the beautiful, haunting, wonderfully textured imagery I've seen some of you creating I decided to give it a go myself. Completely iphone edited from the comfort of my couch. :)
The little vintage tablecloth I got at the estate auction was PERFECT for my little wicker table downstairs in the art studio! I couldn't believe the colors!
I stayed home from church since my throat was hurting more than yesterday. In fact I had laryngitis and knew that I could not sing into a mic onstage. I started a Z-pak this morning and expect to be feeling much better soon. I think that cleaning up a dusty area last Thursday caused my problem. I must remember to wear a mask the next time I clean.
Jim did go to church, and he brought me some potato/leek soup and a fried chicken breast for lunch. They were delicious. We watch an episode of "Lark Rise to Candleford." I cooked some stewed squash and onions. Another episode of Ruby comes on tonight on the Style Network.
Stayed home sick, today, and decided I need a challenge, so I thought to myself, "Why not FIT?" So I folded the units, and assembled it, somehow, without assistance. Twas a fun challenge. I will be folding this many times in the future.
Stay home, folks!
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The weekend again.
And if truth be known, we had not recovered from the very last night Thursday and the late nights Wednesday and Friday, which meant a king of lay in until just before seven.
I get up and after getting dressed go straight out to Tesco for fuel and supplies. Jools stayed home to make beds and have a shower.
There are shortages through the store, mostly in fresh produce where tomatoes are hard to come by, but at least more than red peppers were now available. I get the usual stuff and go to pay and load the car and to home.
Straight home for a coffee before we put the shopping away and have fruit.
A couple of hours to lollygagg about before we had appointments. Well, appointment.
Before that there was an hour to fill, so I knew a church that could fill that hole.
Before going to Swingfield, we called in at Capel, mainly because I knew it would be open, but also because it had been nearly 7 years since I was last here.
To Capel, then take a lane out into the countryside, round some sharp corners before taking the second dead end lane on the right, which was caked in mud from the farm halfway along.
And I wanted to make sure I captured the details in the windows.
Most notable feature here, is clearly the stone rood screen, with three lower arches and the one with the cross above, not sure of the screen would have been painted on plaster or on a wooden board in front.
From there, we head across country to Rver where we were to pick Ang (from last week) up to take her to see Swingfield. The lanes meandered across the countryside, past St Radigan's Abbey, or the ruin of, before plunging into Combe Valley, past the old box factory to where she was waiting beside the road.
We had an hour before the appointment, so as Ang liked churches, I took her on a whistle-stop tour of Barfrestone, which she had not heard of.
There is just one place to park in the village, beside the old phone box, then walk up the lane before climbing the steps into the churchyard. It was unlocked, so was able to show Ang the carvings, corbels and details that make this such a special church.
But time was against us, as we had to be in Swingfield in half an hour.
Back to the car, then drive to the A2, down Lydden Hill, then along to Swingfield, where for the first time ever, the gate to the car park was open.
Between Lydden and Hawkinge, there is a large medieval building beside the back road. It is called St John's Commandery, and was built and used by the Knights Hospitallers.
I have been trying to see inside it for 15 years, and now that English Heritage provide a phone number to the keyholder, an appointment to visit can easily be made.
And at one this afternoon, we arrived to find the gate to the small car park open, and once we had parked and walked round, found the door open.
The building was a chapel, then converted to a farm house in the 16th century. Sadly, when it fell under the control of English Heritage, they demolished the farm house, as the policy then was to try to create how the building was when new.
Needless to say, a preserved farmhouse from that period would now be quite the thing. But it is lost.
The east end of the building is still quite church-like, but the western half is pretty much a house, though with no furniture, rickety stairs lead up and along, and small windows pierce the two feet thick walls.
Not quite was I was expecting, but I think all of it to be a church, or all like the east-end, I guess.
The rest of the building is part-house, now empty of all furniture and fittings except some well-used fireplaces.
I took shots, not as many as I had thought, but the job was done, another tick in the box.
Pub lunch?
Outside we met the keyholder who had come to see us, even better for him was the fact we were done by just after one, so he could lock up. But before that, we had a long talk about the building, what has been done and what needs to be done to secure it.
We walk to the car, then drive to the road from Hawkinge, but turn north to Barham, though we stopped at Denton (the home of happiness), where the cats used to to stay when we went on our holibobs.
The Jackdaw is a fine old pub, and used as a location for the film, The Battle of Britain, so had many photos from the filming on the walls.
We took a set in the window, and though Jools and Ang just ordered a starter, I saw steak and stout pie, so ordered that along with a pint of ale.
We were warned of delays due to a parge group that had arrived, but 20 minutes later the food came, all freshly cooked, and mine so hot I could barely eat it at first.
And was delicious too.
We passed on dessert, and with the afternoon now having reached two, we dropped Ang back home and then drove back to Chez Jelltex, where I put the kettle on for a brew before the footy started at three.
Norwich struggled to a 0-0 draw at Wigan, so the new dawn fades. Again.
More football in the evening on the tellybox, Newcastle v Liverpool, which should have been a tight game, but Liverpool found themselves 2-0 and the Newcatle keeper sent off, all in the first twenty minutes.
I watched this, sitting on the sofa with scully in front of the roaring fire, as our heating has failed, so this is the only way to warm the house until a guy comes round on Monday.
By the time we went to bed, the living room was a little smoky, which spread round the house. I thought I had broken the burner, but was much funnier than that, as you will find out tomorrow.
To bed at half eight, for nine straight hours kip.
I hoped.
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The sisters of the Order of the Knights of St John of Jerusalem had a house at Swingfield until about 1180, when they were removed to Buckland Priory in Somerset. The Knights Hospitaller, of the same order, then established a small community on the site, of which the 13th century chapel is the only remaining building. The Knights Hospitaller were a military and religious order founded in the 12th century with the purpose of caring for and protecting pilgrims to the Holy Land. Their main unit of local administration was the commandery, where knights and sergeants lived together under the rule of a commander, who administered the estates with which the order had been endowed. Revenues from commanderies funded hospitals for sick pilgrims. After the Dissolution of the Monasteries, in 1540 the chapel was converted into a farmhouse, and since then has undergone successive phases of alteration. Traces of other buildings survive only as slight earthworks to the south and west of the chapel.
Although the chapel and part of an adjoining hall were converted into a farmhouse, evidence of the original function of the buildings can still be seen as a result of the 1970s conservation works. Three lancet windows in the east wall are survivals of the original chapel building and the remarkable crown-post roof may also be part of the 13th century structure. The chapel has a piscina, or stone basin, where sacred vessels were washed, and an aumbrey, or cupboard, where the communion vessels were kept. To the east of the south doorway is the consecration cross of the building, carved on the wall. The two-storey porch on the north wall indicates that the west end of the building always had an upper floor and was once in domestic use. After the Dissolution the building became entirely residential and the interior was converted to accommodate two storeys throughout. The central chimney stack dates from the 16th century and the ground-floor parlour has a ceiling of the same period with moulded joists and cross-beams. Doors led from this room and from the bedroom above to the south wing, now demolished. There is a pointed-arched opening, dating to the 13th century, to the room above the porch.
www.english-heritage.org.uk/daysout/properties/st-johns-c...
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ST. JOHN'S, as it is now usually called, was formerly a preceptory, appertaining to the order of the knights of St. John of Jerusalem, to whom it belonged in king Henry II.'s reign. A preceptory was a mansion, of which sort they had several in different places, in which some of their brethren were placed, to take care of their lands and estates in the neighbourhood of them. This preceptory appears to have had several benefactions of lands made to it. This preceptory, with the lands belonging to it, continued as such till the general dissolution of this order of knights, in the 33d year of king Henry VIII when they were suppressed by an act then specially passed for that purpose, and all their lands and revenues given to the king; this preceptory being then valued at 87l. 3s. 3½d. clear, and 111l. 12s. 8d. total annual revenue. But it did not remain long in the hands of the crown; for the king, in his 33d year, granted it to Sir Anthony Aucher, of Orterden, by the description of the late monastery of Swynfield, and the rectory of the same, to hold in capite by knight's service, and he, anno 5 Edward VI. passed it away to Sir Henry Palmer, of Wingham, whose son of the same name was created a baronet, and in his descendants it continued down to Sir Thomas Palmer, bart. who died in 1723, and by will bequeathed it to his natural son Herbert Palmer, esq. who died likewise s. p. in 1760, and by his will devised it first to trustees for the payment of his debts, and lastly to his sister Mrs. Frances Palmer, in tail. These trustees refusing to accept the trust, the court of chancery decreed, this estate among others to be sold for that purpose, for the term of ninety-nine years, to commence from his death; which it accordingly was, in 1777, to the Rev. Dr. Thomas Hey, of Wickhambreux, who likewise became entitled to the fee of it by the will of Mrs. Frances Palmer abovementioned, who having suffered a recovery of it, and barred the entails, had devised it to him at her death in 1770. He sold it in 1792 to Samuel Egerton Bridges, esq. of Denton, the present possessor of it.
There is much remaining of this antient building of the preceptory, now made use of as the farm-house of the estate, particularly the east end, which is lofty and handsome, in which are three narrow lancet windows with pointed arches, and three circular ones above them. This remains in its original state, and seems to have been part of the chapel, which no doubt adjoined to the mansion of it.
Staying home with mom on a sick day. I wonder if she went through the same mad scramble to reschedule and get duty coverage when I was young. If so, I certainly didn't appreciate it.
May 24
I stayed home from school all day, talked to Darren for the whollee day. It was fun.
Other than that it was pretty boring, Andrew and I went to walmart and bought this and a simpsons season.
Stayed home since the weather was all to great. Worked on my final paper for one of my classes. Took some photos to further test out Eric's 55mm F/3.5 and played Black Ops. Just relaxing since tomorrow I'm going to be in Socal this weekend. Stay tuned!
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An eight years old child, played by Shruti Sharma from Robinson Secondary, is at home alone because the parents cannot afford daycare.
This is Fairfax County’s Life in the State of Poverty simulation, held on 4-27-2011 at the Government Center. The students are members of the Fairfax County Youth Leadership Program. The poverty simulation program is sponsored by the county’s Community Action Advisory Board.
www.fairfaxcounty.gov/dfs/caab/povertysimulation.htm
So, I stayed home from school today. I wasn't feeling too well.
But on the upside, I did switch over to a better orthodontist, and she seems to be much better than my previous one; only five more months to go!
Also, I've decided to get my ass back on track: I need to be healthier, better in school, and I'm forcing myself to get my permit before the end of this month.
Oh, by the way, I haven't been able to upload yesterday's video for my 366. For some reason, Flickr isn't allowing me, and I have no idea why!
Graffiti art is often used to communicate messages to big crowds of people ... #corona-kindness #docu-style
The weekend again.
And if truth be known, we had not recovered from the very last night Thursday and the late nights Wednesday and Friday, which meant a king of lay in until just before seven.
I get up and after getting dressed go straight out to Tesco for fuel and supplies. Jools stayed home to make beds and have a shower.
There are shortages through the store, mostly in fresh produce where tomatoes are hard to come by, but at least more than red peppers were now available. I get the usual stuff and go to pay and load the car and to home.
Straight home for a coffee before we put the shopping away and have fruit.
A couple of hours to lollygagg about before we had appointments. Well, appointment.
Before that there was an hour to fill, so I knew a church that could fill that hole.
Before going to Swingfield, we called in at Capel, mainly because I knew it would be open, but also because it had been nearly 7 years since I was last here.
To Capel, then take a lane out into the countryside, round some sharp corners before taking the second dead end lane on the right, which was caked in mud from the farm halfway along.
And I wanted to make sure I captured the details in the windows.
Most notable feature here, is clearly the stone rood screen, with three lower arches and the one with the cross above, not sure of the screen would have been painted on plaster or on a wooden board in front.
From there, we head across country to Rver where we were to pick Ang (from last week) up to take her to see Swingfield. The lanes meandered across the countryside, past St Radigan's Abbey, or the ruin of, before plunging into Combe Valley, past the old box factory to where she was waiting beside the road.
We had an hour before the appointment, so as Ang liked churches, I took her on a whistle-stop tour of Barfrestone, which she had not heard of.
There is just one place to park in the village, beside the old phone box, then walk up the lane before climbing the steps into the churchyard. It was unlocked, so was able to show Ang the carvings, corbels and details that make this such a special church.
But time was against us, as we had to be in Swingfield in half an hour.
Back to the car, then drive to the A2, down Lydden Hill, then along to Swingfield, where for the first time ever, the gate to the car park was open.
Between Lydden and Hawkinge, there is a large medieval building beside the back road. It is called St John's Commandery, and was built and used by the Knights Hospitallers.
I have been trying to see inside it for 15 years, and now that English Heritage provide a phone number to the keyholder, an appointment to visit can easily be made.
And at one this afternoon, we arrived to find the gate to the small car park open, and once we had parked and walked round, found the door open.
The building was a chapel, then converted to a farm house in the 16th century. Sadly, when it fell under the control of English Heritage, they demolished the farm house, as the policy then was to try to create how the building was when new.
Needless to say, a preserved farmhouse from that period would now be quite the thing. But it is lost.
The east end of the building is still quite church-like, but the western half is pretty much a house, though with no furniture, rickety stairs lead up and along, and small windows pierce the two feet thick walls.
Not quite was I was expecting, but I think all of it to be a church, or all like the east-end, I guess.
The rest of the building is part-house, now empty of all furniture and fittings except some well-used fireplaces.
I took shots, not as many as I had thought, but the job was done, another tick in the box.
Pub lunch?
Outside we met the keyholder who had come to see us, even better for him was the fact we were done by just after one, so he could lock up. But before that, we had a long talk about the building, what has been done and what needs to be done to secure it.
We walk to the car, then drive to the road from Hawkinge, but turn north to Barham, though we stopped at Denton (the home of happiness), where the cats used to to stay when we went on our holibobs.
The Jackdaw is a fine old pub, and used as a location for the film, The Battle of Britain, so had many photos from the filming on the walls.
We took a set in the window, and though Jools and Ang just ordered a starter, I saw steak and stout pie, so ordered that along with a pint of ale.
We were warned of delays due to a parge group that had arrived, but 20 minutes later the food came, all freshly cooked, and mine so hot I could barely eat it at first.
And was delicious too.
We passed on dessert, and with the afternoon now having reached two, we dropped Ang back home and then drove back to Chez Jelltex, where I put the kettle on for a brew before the footy started at three.
Norwich struggled to a 0-0 draw at Wigan, so the new dawn fades. Again.
More football in the evening on the tellybox, Newcastle v Liverpool, which should have been a tight game, but Liverpool found themselves 2-0 and the Newcatle keeper sent off, all in the first twenty minutes.
I watched this, sitting on the sofa with scully in front of the roaring fire, as our heating has failed, so this is the only way to warm the house until a guy comes round on Monday.
By the time we went to bed, the living room was a little smoky, which spread round the house. I thought I had broken the burner, but was much funnier than that, as you will find out tomorrow.
To bed at half eight, for nine straight hours kip.
I hoped.
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The sisters of the Order of the Knights of St John of Jerusalem had a house at Swingfield until about 1180, when they were removed to Buckland Priory in Somerset. The Knights Hospitaller, of the same order, then established a small community on the site, of which the 13th century chapel is the only remaining building. The Knights Hospitaller were a military and religious order founded in the 12th century with the purpose of caring for and protecting pilgrims to the Holy Land. Their main unit of local administration was the commandery, where knights and sergeants lived together under the rule of a commander, who administered the estates with which the order had been endowed. Revenues from commanderies funded hospitals for sick pilgrims. After the Dissolution of the Monasteries, in 1540 the chapel was converted into a farmhouse, and since then has undergone successive phases of alteration. Traces of other buildings survive only as slight earthworks to the south and west of the chapel.
Although the chapel and part of an adjoining hall were converted into a farmhouse, evidence of the original function of the buildings can still be seen as a result of the 1970s conservation works. Three lancet windows in the east wall are survivals of the original chapel building and the remarkable crown-post roof may also be part of the 13th century structure. The chapel has a piscina, or stone basin, where sacred vessels were washed, and an aumbrey, or cupboard, where the communion vessels were kept. To the east of the south doorway is the consecration cross of the building, carved on the wall. The two-storey porch on the north wall indicates that the west end of the building always had an upper floor and was once in domestic use. After the Dissolution the building became entirely residential and the interior was converted to accommodate two storeys throughout. The central chimney stack dates from the 16th century and the ground-floor parlour has a ceiling of the same period with moulded joists and cross-beams. Doors led from this room and from the bedroom above to the south wing, now demolished. There is a pointed-arched opening, dating to the 13th century, to the room above the porch.
www.english-heritage.org.uk/daysout/properties/st-johns-c...
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ST. JOHN'S, as it is now usually called, was formerly a preceptory, appertaining to the order of the knights of St. John of Jerusalem, to whom it belonged in king Henry II.'s reign. A preceptory was a mansion, of which sort they had several in different places, in which some of their brethren were placed, to take care of their lands and estates in the neighbourhood of them. This preceptory appears to have had several benefactions of lands made to it. This preceptory, with the lands belonging to it, continued as such till the general dissolution of this order of knights, in the 33d year of king Henry VIII when they were suppressed by an act then specially passed for that purpose, and all their lands and revenues given to the king; this preceptory being then valued at 87l. 3s. 3½d. clear, and 111l. 12s. 8d. total annual revenue. But it did not remain long in the hands of the crown; for the king, in his 33d year, granted it to Sir Anthony Aucher, of Orterden, by the description of the late monastery of Swynfield, and the rectory of the same, to hold in capite by knight's service, and he, anno 5 Edward VI. passed it away to Sir Henry Palmer, of Wingham, whose son of the same name was created a baronet, and in his descendants it continued down to Sir Thomas Palmer, bart. who died in 1723, and by will bequeathed it to his natural son Herbert Palmer, esq. who died likewise s. p. in 1760, and by his will devised it first to trustees for the payment of his debts, and lastly to his sister Mrs. Frances Palmer, in tail. These trustees refusing to accept the trust, the court of chancery decreed, this estate among others to be sold for that purpose, for the term of ninety-nine years, to commence from his death; which it accordingly was, in 1777, to the Rev. Dr. Thomas Hey, of Wickhambreux, who likewise became entitled to the fee of it by the will of Mrs. Frances Palmer abovementioned, who having suffered a recovery of it, and barred the entails, had devised it to him at her death in 1770. He sold it in 1792 to Samuel Egerton Bridges, esq. of Denton, the present possessor of it.
There is much remaining of this antient building of the preceptory, now made use of as the farm-house of the estate, particularly the east end, which is lofty and handsome, in which are three narrow lancet windows with pointed arches, and three circular ones above them. This remains in its original state, and seems to have been part of the chapel, which no doubt adjoined to the mansion of it.
Staying Home Covid-19 is here and we all have to stay at home to halt the spread of the virus. We photographers are reduced to taking pictures in the house, so here are a few things of interest.
Illuminating This little device is required when we hear politicians speak things that are not downright lies.
Photographic Information
Taken on 1st April,2020 at 1542hrs with a Canon EOS 650D digital still camera, through a Canon EF-S 18-55mm (29-88mm in 35mm terms) ƒ/3.5-5.6 zoom lens, with a Powerextra DF-400 bounce flash on 1/16th power, post-processed with Adobe Photoshop CS5.
© Tim Pickford-Jones 2020