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”You can have anything you want in life if you dress for it”. - Edith Head
I wore my vest backwords :P
Week 36/52
June 23, 2014
Davey, The Netherlands
Textures by Neighya
Inspired by Francesca Woodman’s Untitled New York, 1979
Strobist info: White lightning in an octi directly in front and slightly up from subject. Subject "Hands" for Lightsource contest. Type of "hands" not specified. Also did my "white on White" challenge for Light Science and Magic. Whew, I'm tired!
Since my 350D can't manage multiple exposure, I wanted to experiment something with a light switch. During the couple seconds of opened shutter, I changed pose quickly while I turned the light off and on, creating several overlaping figures in one photo.
2007-2009 Alli Jiang.
Meet our hall light switch. His name is David.
Jimmay, I'm not sure if this will pass as a knob, but I'm hoping it's close enough :-)
For Roulette and the "Knockers and Knobs" group.
Seen during a British spring holiday that mostly included Lincolnshire and Derbyshire: detail shot in one of the bedrooms at National Trust property Gunby Hall in Lincolnshire.
'I breathed it in, the distant past,
its energy forgotten.
Still inked, its mark, for none to see, in red on the kitchen wall'
—Linda O'Donnell
This vintage oilcloth drapes the walls of a huge farmhouse kitchen where the past just walked away.
"I've thought up an ending for my book. 'And he lived happily ever after, to the end of his days.'"
"And I'm sure you will my dear friend."
Today is my birthday, and it's been an absolutely wonderful day. (It's also the last day of my 365!)
I got very little sleep, but my Dad got me up at 10.30/11am so I was able to catch up on some. But anyway, my Dad got me up this morning & said "Happy Birthday" & gave me a big hug & said they'd been 19 wonderful years. Or he may have said fantastic. He also warned me that my Mom was being hyper as she tried to make everything perfect, which is kinda sweet.
I blearily passed Hugh outside his bedroom on the way downstairs to the kitchen and he said Happy birthday too, & then in the kitchen my Mom was standing next to her usual seat with a bag of presents & cards & said Happy Birthday too & gave me a hug. Hugh came in & hugged me, & I noticed he was holding his his birthday card to me, so I assume he had only just signed it. I sat down (in my usual seat) & then my Mom let me pick my first present out of the Phase Eight bag she was using to store everything. The first present was a ty soft toy cat who looked just like my Benjamin!!!! She said they'd bought me it so that I could always have my Bennie with me, even at uni. I insisted on peeling back the selotape very carefully & not ripping the wrapping paper. It was pink & had cupcakes on it, & I had decoration plans for it.
I also got a Roger McGough poetry book (That Awkward Age), a gorgeous pink notebook, a date book (for all those important dates of mine), and 4 camera books which are amazing & come with CD tutroials for photoshop which is great because I have already forgotten everything I learned back in March. Oh I felt bad at one moment because my Mom got me a £10 gift voucher for New Look, & really I don't like New Look, & she thought I'd be more pleased & said I shopped there all the time, but in all honesty I haven't shopped there in ages & the only reason I've been going there over the last few years is because it's really a choice between New Look and Dorothy Perkins when shopping in Oswestry, and the New Look store is done up nicer. & then my Mom started worrying that I didn't like it & I felt bad & really I buy all my nice thick tights from there so of course I can use the gift voucher. But I was so worried I'd hurt her feelings when she was just doing something nice for me. My Dad got me Microsoft Word (inc. Excel & Publisher) for my Mac, which I am sooo glad to finally have! Oh & my Mom got me a box of Lindt chocolates (it's like tradition; I get a box for Christmas & a box for my brithday). My brother assured me he'd get around to buying me 'Penelope', but I was not convinced. So after opening everything very slowly (so as not to damage the wrapping paper) my Mom gave me my cards. She & my Dad had gotten me a Sleeping Beauty Disney card!! They gave me a Snow White card for Christmas. =) & my brother got me a card saying "I couldn't ask for a better sister! Well, I could - but I think Mum's too old now!" It made me laugh because my brother & I constantly make (good-natured) ages jokes about my Mom. My Uncle got me an art deco card (he always does, & they're so lovely), & my grandpa gave me one with butterflies on. The card from Susan contained a £10 gift voucher for Boots which is so useful. She used to send me Body Shop vouchers & I'd always forget to use them because I never go in there. I'd forget & then they'd be past their date & I felt like it was such a colossal waste of money. I would feel so guilty then. There was also a card from my Great-Aunt, with a girl wearing a pretty white dress with red roses on, & she wrote that she'd send me a parcel soon (presents from my Aunt are always good). There was also a parcel from Fiona, & she sent me 3 notebook portfolios, which I was very thankful for.
We sat in the kitchen for a little bit & I thanked everyone profusely for my presents (my Dad said that photoshop Elements would arrive sometimes this week) & then I teased Hugh about just having signed the card. My Uncle & Grandpa were arriving at 12pm, so we all had to go get ready. My brother asked if he could use the bathroom first & I said alright & then my parents went up a few minutes later & I finished my drink & looked over some of my wonderful presents & opened the box of Lindt. Eventually I headed upstairs & waited for Hugh to get out of the bathroom & checked my emails. I heard the car pull up a few minutes later & was annoyed that Hugh hadn't hurried up. Now I'd be dressed after everyone else.
My Dad went out to greet my Uncle & Grandpa & I finally got in the bathroom. I should have hurried more, but I was very sleepy. I then rushed around my room throwing my clothes on & my Dad called up to ask me how long I'd be while I was putting on my make up, & then came back in to say we had to leave in 5 minutes while I was finishing off my mascara. Then I had to fix my hair, & I threw on my little plastic choker that I've had since I was like 8. I considered perfume, but decided against it, purely because I thought I didn't need those few extra seconds to make me even later. I put my heels on downstairs in the kitchen & my Dad came in to grab his wallet from his study & then he walked me out to the patio (because otherwise I totally would have tripped) & I barely said hello to everyone (I was sleepy, remember) & just murmured "Hi". My Mom wanted photos of everyone on my birthday so I gave her my little camera & she took one of us all gathered round, then everyone started to move off down the garden. I got the feeling that she wanted someone to offer to take a group photo with her in it, but everyone was walking off so I figured I could get photos with her later. & then we all got in the cars (Hugh always rides with my Uncle & Grandpa when they're here), & on the way to the restaurant I told my parents how lovely my day was already. But I also mentioned how freaking starving I was.
We got to The Queen's Head & got seated at our reserved table in the bay window area. It was quite warm in there, & everyone was staring behind me because the menus were written on a chalkboard behind my head. It creeped me out a bit. My Dad & brother had starters & then when my brother's main arrived I wish I'd ordered pizza - it looked so tasty. & I wish I'd ordered Italian garlic bread, not crusty. But the chips were lovely. & it all tasted great. I was so amazingly full by the end of the meal, & I think everyone else was too. My grandpa was rather quiet throughout the meal, & my Mom said she didn't like the menu. I think she was being fussy. Oh & my Uncle laughed at one of my insults. We were all talking about History (as in the academic subject) & he said he thought it was boring. My argument was that it was really just a whole bunch of stories, & said "& you read - which surprised me by the way - " & then he burst out laughing, followed by my Dad. Sean said I was sly with my insults, always getting them in, & you had to be quick to catch them. My Mom, Grandpa & brother missed it. But yeah, it's a "you-had-to-be-there-moment", but it was very funny. I held my Mom's arm on the way back to the car to make sure I didn't fall. =) & also, whenever Hugh was annoying me I said he had to be nice to me because it was my birthday, & my Dad said I could only use that excuse within his earshot 10 times. They then spent the rest of the meal trying to trick me into saying it. Very funny.
I took photos of myself in the car on the way back home, partly for nostalgia, because I did the same when I was 16. I used the flash really close to my face to wash out the severe spots I seem to have developed. Back home everyone seemed to disappear their own way, so I went and sat at the kitchen table & looked through my photography books. After 5 or so minutes my Mom & Dad took me through to the dining room, & I was so surprised & touched by what I saw. My Mom had set the table with our old china (passed down through the generations) like an old-fashioned afternoon tea (just like I'd asked for!), & there was stand with beautiful cupcakes on, & another one with a gorgeous chocolate cake stood on top. I just didn't expect anyone to go through all the effort for me. It was so lovely.
I took my usual place by my Mom, & my brother on my left, with my Dad at the head of the table next to my Grandpa, & my Uncle opposite me. My uncle gave me their present for me - a 50mm 1.4. (I'd already chosen it, & was originally going to buy it for myself - so glad I didn't have to.) Then my Mom said it was time to light the cake & that the hearts on top of the cake were actually sparklers!! My Mom started lighting them, but my Dad took over & my brother started lighting the other half of them, & they were so freaking amazing. Best birthday cake ever.
My Mom told me the tea pot we were using had last been used at their engagement party, which made it even more special for me that she was using it. She poured milk into the china first, & I remarked that people used to do that in ye olden days when their china wasn't fine enough & they were worried it would break. She said it was probably because of her background in Halifax, and that they'd always done it like that. She poured tea for everyone but ran out for me, which was no problem, so she went & refilled it & I ate a cupcake while I waited. My uncle & I loved the cupcakes so much, but my Mom, Dad & grandpa all passed on them & said they'd wait for the cake. My brother had half a cupcake & declared it too sweet, so then my parents split it & agreed with him. Then I drank tea & we had chocolate cake & I tried out my new lens. (Oh & my uncle said he'd finally bought a laptop & we'd have to teach him how to use it this afternoon.) The cake was so freaking delicious btw. It was extra amazing because it wasn't store bought. It was like brownie at the bottom (although the sponge didn't actually appear to change, it tasted different depending on which part of the cake it was), & it had white buttons & maltesers & silver balls as decoration. & in the centre was like a chocolate cupcake thing, & then of course the gold heart sparklers. & the side of the cake had a different type of hard chocolate down it, & the icing on top was so lovely. Yeah. Basically best cake ever, but I couldn't finish my slice because I was so freaking full. I felt so wasteful.
My Mom said the white tablecloth with flowers sewn on to it had been made by my Nan, & that they only used it about twice beforehand. I really liked that it was my Nan's tablecloth, & the teapot from my Mom & Dad's engagement party, & the cake knives were taken from my great-grandma's set, & just so much had family history. It brought tears to my eyes. Everyone cleared out of the dining room after a while & I stayed there with my Mom for a few minutes, trying not to cry, & thanked her for putting so much effort into everything, & that I hoped it hadn't been too expensive. She said of course not, & that even if it was she wouldn't have considered it so for my birthday, which I thought was sweet of her. She'd obviously tried to make everything perfect. I mean, she'd even bothered with a vase of such lovely flowers in the centre of the table, & I told her how much I loved that we were using my Nan's table cloth, & things with family history, & it was like they were still around. Yeah, I was definitely holding back the tears. I gave her a big hug & she said that she loved me & happy birthday & I thanked her & said I loved her too. I just thought this afternoon was so lovely.
My Mom was sleepy so went for a nap in the sunhouse, & I went to find everyone else in the kitchen setting up my uncle's laptop. I sat around & listened for a while & took photos with my new lens & with my Dad, & then Hannah called & said she'd come round to say happy birthday & to bring me my present. My Dad answered the phone, & when he was talking to her he tried to get me to say that it was my birthday. I had to explain it to her when I got on the phone, but still without saying it. So she came round 10mins later & we hugged & I gave her one of my Lindt chocolates (my brother tried to take one without asking, so I refused to give him one after that & he was so annoyed that I gave one to Hannah). She gave me a card and a black & white rose necklace from Debenhams & then we chatted for like 45mins before she went back home. My Mom came back in while she was here so Hannah said hey to my family & we said we'd see each other either before or after her holiday.
I went back to the kitchen & continued to look through my photography magazines & then helped my uncle with his laptop (he found my brother too stressful) & then I helped my parents tidy up the dining room. My uncle & grandpa packed up then & we gave hugs & then they set off (after my uncle had bookmarked my flickr page on his new laptop). I then went to take my final few 365 photos (with my brother's help). He didn't want to help at first, so I said I'd be forced to use my birthday as an excuse if he didn't. So he agreed to help without me actually having to say it. When we'd finished taking photos he said that meant I'd used it 8 times, but I pointed out that I hadn't actually used it - he'd helped before I'd had to. At this point he grabs my camera & threatens to delete all my photos unless I agreed I'd used it 8 times. *Sigh*
& then I came in & edited while lying on the garden room floor in the sunlight. At 10.15pm we headed up to watch BGT in my parents room & I finally uploaded my last 365 photo (it took forever because the internet was being slow. We went downstairs afterward & got a very, very late dinner (hotdogs with ketchup & mustard), & we all ended up singing a loud rendition of 'Teddy Bears' Picnic'. Very sweet.
We went back up to my parents room & decided to finish watching the videos with all the films from my Mom's childhood. It made me think about my Mom in a different way. One of the films was of her boating on this river with her parents, & she got all of us to do the same a few years ago, & I remember there were lots of complaints at the time (I can't remember from who) but that it had obviously meant a lot to her because she wanted it to be like from her childhood. There were so many things on that video that she'd wanted to recreate with us, to share those happy memories, & I felt a little sorry for not understanding that quite as I should have. The film finished with my Mom feeding goats with her parents, while my great-grandpa filmed. It was very poignant.
We headed to bed then, & my Dad said my birthday continued until we went to sleep, so I said I'd make sure to keep Hugh up for a long while. Hugh & I were going to watch a film tonight, but I was just too tired, so I said we'd watch something tomorrow night. I tucked him into bed, but then he said that no, he was going to tuck me into bed. He was all disciplinarian with me, just like I am with him when he won't go to bed on a school night. He nagged me til I closed my laptop down & then insisted on tucking the covers in really tight. I then insisted he told me a bedtime story. (I realise someone reading this would think we were weird, but we find all this stuff funny.)
His first fairytale was about Prince Catherine, & Princess Sean (that's my Uncle), & how I had him captured, & then my Dad rode in one a great white stallion (my brother, which incidentally led to me making lots of dirty jokes at Hugh's expense), & that my Mom was the knight's faithful bloodhound. That story didn't end well for me, so I insisted he tell me another. (This one's gruesome by the way, so don't read on, etc. etc.). The next one was me as a famous graverobber, who went to Hollywood & stole body parts from Johnny Depp, RPattz, Orlando Bloom & Taylor Lautner, then stitching them all together & raping them. I told him that that was an horrific bedtime story, & that he'd be crap with kids. I think there was another story with me as a hag. He finally told a story with I was a Princess & Taylor Lautner my Prince, & we ended up happily ever after. I wanted to tell him to change it to RPattz, but I figured this was probably the closest he'd get to a nice bedtime story, so I left it at that. He said goodnight, & then told me to switch off my light. We had a debate about this, which ended up with him trying to grab the lightswitch from my hand & turn it off himself, which would have left him with a dangerous walk back to my door. I insisted that I was too scared to turn it off, but he pointed out that it was never on when he came into my room in the morning. I just insisted I was scared & then he said goodnight & I went to sleep.
Things on the wall are seen through the glass panels of the door.
The Flickr Lounge group has chosen Frame the subject for the Week 28 weekly theme.
it's time for me to start working on a group of images I made on three successive visits to a large infrastructure plant.
I thought this a really odd location (within this space) for the desk.
this storeroom had lovely light from the window; just as well, as I couldn't find the lightswitch! I'd lugged the heavier of my two tripods around for this kind of shot. I had only a little time at the end of a busy few days, and this was one of a series of shots that I spent the most time on.
this first image, is from my second to last day there, on the last visit. I guess I'm beginning at the end. ever been to a restaurant and started with dessert?
DSC_1977
boston, massachusetts
february 1959
nick, self-portrait with kitten
part of an archival project, featuring the photographs of nick dewolf
© the Nick DeWolf Foundation
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Lightswitch
Man it felt good to get out! I haven't photowalked much in the past few years, and this was theraputic and enjoyable.
Literally under my nose, all but ignored by me over these past several years, the neat light switches that my artistic wife has installed around the house. Reflecting her love of the Florida seashore, here is our bathroom light switch. I usually only see it in a vague early morning or late night blur, sans contact lenses. This morning, its beauty stopped me in my tracks. Then I noted a couple of other gems just a few feet apart....
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inspired by everyone who has ever done one of these.
I wanted to be the person he told things to. I wanted him to think I was pretty, I wanted him to be reminded of me by stuff I liked-- pistachios and hooded sweatshirts and the Dylan song "Girl from the North Country"-- and I wanted him to miss me when we were apart. I wanted him to feel, when we were lying in bed together, like he couldn't imagine anywhere better.
-Curtis Sittenfield, Prep
explore: #499.
Today's self-appointed theme is rust. This switchplate, inside a greenhouse, is a perfect spot for rust to take over.
Much better viewed large!
LENS TEST: KOMURA LENS MFG. LDT. Super-Komura 135mm f2.8
Light switch, my new tester. Home, Tokyo, Japan. © Michele Marcolin, 2023. K1ii + Super-Komura 135mm f2.8.
It has just arrived. Got it by mistake: it was described as F2.6, which I thought meant F2.3. But I am pleasantly surprised. Lenses are very good, but the shell is not mint. It would need a helicoid cleaning, but today I was not able to find a way in. This one if from the '70s, not the best and older Sankyou Kohki versions. It has a very smart interchangable UNI mount, which allow you to adapt it to other cameras. But I still have to do some homework about it. Not many details around. The lens design apparently is the same as the older model, also if I did not have the feeling that the second element of this one was cemented, to give it the classic Ernostar architecture.
The lens seems much contrasty, with saturated colors and surprisingly sharp. Not sure if it has also high definition. It seems to have thick lines.
Today's photo is a scene from Japanese Girls at the Harbor as seen in this photo:
It for We're Here!, Cinema of Japan and of course number 100 of the 366!
On the technical side...As you can see it is a composite. The tones/light on the hand are not quite right and it was tricky painting around the hand. May be it would have been easier to paint the lights in.
Still its a learning curve!
Uh oh.... Someone's been slacking off his job =(
Proverbs 6: 6-11
6 Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise! 7 It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, 8 yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest. 9 How long will you lie there, you sluggard? When will you get up from your sleep? 10 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest 11 and poverty will come on you like a bandit and scarcity like an armed man.
Meanwhile, at Michael's home...
"Was wondering where they did the deskwork..."
"I like it better than the cave! Don't have to watch out for flying rats."
Well, I think I can safely say the hard part's on its way. We split up into three groups, Bruce and Dick heading to the cave, Mike and the lunatic going to the church, and Steph, Jackie, Abe and I going to Mike's. Well, the little secret under Mike's anyway. So, is this new to the Patton Arms catalog, a luxury bunker? Steph likes it, I assume Abe likes it, and hell, I kinda like it too. The computer they have is pretty nice. Abe doesn't bother to show us around. He puts his pants on and runs off, saying he's gotta check on his family. Gotta hand it to him, guy seems to be balancing his workload pretty well. He's got one of the most stressful jobs in the city, a family at home to feed, and then there's his little nighttime hobby. Still kinda wish he'd quit the last bit there...
"You guys think we should follow him? Or check if it's okay. If they got Johnny..."
"It's alright, little buddy. He can handle himself."
"Yeah, he'll do fine. Don't worry, Jackie."
"I-I can't. I like Mr. Arlington, he's nice! I don't know why you don't like him, Tim."
"Where'd that come from? I never said I don't like him, I just---did you hear that?"
We go silent for a second and my ears don't lie to me. creaking from above. Unwelcomed guests in Mike's house. Well, Abe's got his hands full and we're just a floor down, so I guess we gotta show these guys the door. We go up the ladder out the trapdoor into Mike's house, and we're greeted by pitch blackness. Finding the lightswitch, we see our culprits: One guy looking like a knight and a samurai's bastard child, and the other like a Bronze Tiger ripoff. One thing was for sure, you could see the death in their eyes. They were here for blood, which is why I got nervous when Jackie stepped forward saying He'll handle this. He walked up to the confused goons and tells them; "I don't want to hurt either of you. We don't need to fight, so please, just leave." They attack him right after he's done talking. Steph and I were about to intervene up until Jackie dodged their attacks and took the knighturai down with perfect jab to the neck. The bronze Tiger ripoff puts up a good fight but he gets it too with a flying kick off the wall. All this happening with a disappointment look on Jackie's face. Well, in all fairness he did warn them. Though really, this was kinda surprising. These goon were Black Glove. Heavily trained assassins bred to take down 100 men. Jackie just mopped the floor with them.Is this what Bruce was doing with him while we were in his boot camp? As the Bronze Tiger ripoff hits the floor, the trapdoor opens up, pushing the knighturai off who's unconscious body inconveniently landed on it. Abe pops out.
"Well everything's fine at my place, so how are things here-----whoa...."
Matthew 28:19
Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:
Inspired by the EBFC and Brother Kevin Pruitt.
P.s. I hate that lightswitch.
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First of all, I see from the Church of England website, the dedication is Laurence rather than Lawrence, so will correct my previous shots.
And with St Laurence, I have completed the listed churches in the Dover Deanery, a task that has taken some seven and a half years, and in which I have been frustrated by three churches that remained locked to me. But thanks to the internet and requesting access, I did finally get inside Whitfield, Preston and Betteshanger and cross them off the list.
I did see inside Hougham too, about 15 months ago during the Heritage Weekend, but found that the parish had arranged a festival to take place art the same time, and the inside was covered in quilts and carpets.
Of course.
St Laurence is situated on a down between Dover and Capel, and the village is dominated by the TV mast which beams us all TV and radio in the area. You approach the village up steep and narrow lanes from the Old Folkestone Road, or from River in Dover, and the church itself is in the middle of Church Hougham, down a dead end lane.
Unlike on previous visits, the door was unlocked so I dd not have to find a keyholder. The lightswitch beside the door lit just a single bulb above the doorway to the porch, but on a bright winter day, the church was full enough with light.
It was clear that the south wall of the chancel is leaning out at an alarming angle, but in fairly recent times, a buttress has been built to save it from falling.
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In its day this must have been a magnificent church. Its day would have been during the period 1100 to 1150, for a large building was constructed at this time. Even today the remains are impressive. As in many east Kent churches there is no chancel arch. There is a tremendous lean to the south chancel wall. It also shows the blocked arcade to a former south chapel. The north chapel has an impressive east window in Early English style which was copied by the Victorians when they replaced the chancel east window, and for once it is possible to compare the Victorian and medieval work almost side by side. While nineteenth-century windows are fine elsewhere in the church this juxta-position at Hougham clearly demonstrates the superiority of the medieval work. By far the most interesting feature at Hougham is the tower. The arch from the nave is particularly lofty and leads into an extremely tall and spacious chamber which can best be described as cavern-like.
www.kentchurches.info/church.asp?p=Hougham
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OR Huffam, as it is called, and frequently written in Domesday, Hicham, being so denominated from its high situation, lies the next parish eastward from Polton. Part of it only is within this hundred of Bewsborough; another part is within the hundred of Folkestone; and the residue is within the jurisdiction of the cinque ports, and of the corporation of the town and port of Dover. A borsholder, for that part of this parish which is within the hundred of Bewsborough, is chosen at the court leet of the hundred.
THE PARISH of Hougham lies among the high eastern hills of Kent, in a healthy though a very rude and wild country. In the midst of it are two streets, called Church Hougham, and East Hougham; in the former of which the church stands, and at the south-west part of it, a hamlet called West Hougham. Great part of this parish is full of small inclosures, interspersed with frequent coppice wood, and much rough ground. The soil is but poor and barren, consisting of either chalk or a red earth, covered with a rotten slint stone, with which the narrow roads here abound. Towards the eastern part of it the ground lies high, being an open uninclosed down, across which the high road leads from Folkestone to Dover, quite to the sea-shore, over which the chalk cliffs here rise to a great height; from hence there is a most beautiful prospect over the channel, and the Bologne hills on the coast of France. Near the bottom of these cliffs are three holes, called Lydden Spouts, through which the subterraneous waters empty themselves continually on the beach of the shore; and the belief of the country is, that the waters of the Nailborne, at Drelingore, in Alkham, at least four miles distant, communicate subterraneously with these spouts, which increase as the springs heighten by wind and weather. Over these spouts, in the middle of the cliff, are two large square rooms cut out of the chalk, one within the other; they are called the Coining-house, and have a very difficult way to come at them, the cliff here being upwards of four hundred feet high.
When the plague raged in London in the year 1665, it was brought to Dover, and great numbers died there of the pestilence in that and the following years, for the burial of whom a piece of ground was bought in this parish, on the side of the hill fronting the pier fort, and consecrated for that purpose. It is computed that upwards of nine hundred of those who died of this pestilence were buried in it, since which it has been constantly known by the name of the Graves.
Henry Benger, gent. was of Hougham, and resided here anno 1619, and descended from John Benger, of Maningford, in Wiltshire. They bore for their arms, Or, a cross vert, surmounted by a bendlet, gules. (fn. 1)
THE PARISH OF HOUGHAM was part of those lands which were given to Fulbert de Dover, for the desence of Dover castle, (fn. 2) which made up together the barony of Fulbert, or Fobert, as it was usually called, being held in capite by barony, of which Chilham became the chief seat, or caput baroniæof which this place, as appears by the book of Dover castle, was afterwards held by knight's service. Among these lands was included THE MANOR OF HOUGHAM, otherwise called THE ELMES, at times called by the names of Great Hougham, alias Chilverton; and likewise Southcourt, from its situation in regard to the manor of Northcourt, alias Little Hougham, in this parish.
This manor was held in manner as above-mentioned by a family who took their surname of Hougham from it. This family bore for their arms, Argent, five chevronels, sable; which Philipott (fn. 3) says they bore in allusion to those of their superior lords, of whom they held lands, the Averenches, or Albrincis, lords of the barony of Folkestone, whose arms were, Or, five chevronels, gulesFrom this family of Hougham descended those of Weddington, in Ash, near Sandwich, now extinct; and from the latter collaterally, those now of St. Paul's near Canterbury. One of the above mentioned family, Robert de Hougham, held it in king Richard I.'s reign, and was present with that king at the siege of Acon, in Palestine. At length his descendant Robert de Hougham, leaving two daughters his coheirs, of whom Benedicta was married to John de Shelving, and the other to Waretius de Valoignes, the latter became entitled to this manor, on the share of his wife's inheritance; and in the 14th year of king Edward III. obtained a charter of free-warren for this manor of Hougham. He left two daughters his coheirs, one of whom married Sir Francis Fogge; the other Maud, married Thomas de Aldelyn, or Aldon, who in her right became possessed of this manor.
Thomas de Aldelyn, or Aldon, as the name was afterwards written, died possessed of this manor in the 35th year of the above reign; but it should seem that he had no further interest in it but for his life, for Maud his wife before her death had infeoffed William Tapaline and others in this manor, and they passed it away to Stephen, Richard, and John de Combe, the latter of whom was of Hastingligh, and afterwards became sole possessor of it. He conveyed this manor in the 10th year of king Richard II. in trust to sell it; after which it came into the name of Heron, in which it remained at the end of king Henry IV.'s reign, and from which it was after some interval alienated to William Fineux, gent. of Swingfield, who had three sons; Sir John Fineux, chief justice of the king's bench, who purchased Haw-house, in Herne, under which, an account of him and his descendants may be seen; William, to whom his father gave this manor of Southcourt; and Richard, who was of Dover. (fn. 4)
William Fineux, who had this manor of Southcourt by gift of his father, resided at Hougham, and dying possessed of it in 1534, s.p. he by his will gave it to William, the eldest son of his brother Richard deceased, who afterwards resided here, and in his direct descendants it continued down to Thomas Fineux, gent. of Dover, who in king Charles II.'s reign passed away this manor to Robert Breton, gent. who resided at the mansion, called the Elmes, in this parish, formerly the residence of the Nepueus, several of whom lie buried in this church, which seat he had purchased of William Nepueu, esq. of Twickenham, the grandson of Peter, the first builder of it, who was a native of France, and came over to England upon the edict of Nantes, and brought with him a considerable property. He died in 1658, and lies buried in Hougham church. They bore for their arms, Azure, a fleece, or. Robert Breton above-mentioned was descended from the Bretons, of Barwell, and on the mother's side from the Bassingtons, of Temple Rothley, in Leicestershire, being the son > of Nich. Breton, of Norton, near Daventry. He died possessed of this estate, and was buried in this church. His great-grandson M. Breton, esq. afterwards of Kennington-house, (fn. 5) alienated both manor and seat to Robert Lacy, esq. who resided at Elmes, where he served the office of sheriff in the year 1739, and he died possessed of them about the year 1746; upon which they came to his son-in-law Granado Piggott, esq. who in 1749 passed them away to Mr. Phineas Stringer, of Dover, who died in 1757, leaving two sons, Phineas, of whom hereafter; and George, of Canterbury. Phineas, the eldest son, is of Dover, and married the daughter of Mr. Richard Rouse, of Dover, by whom he has an only daughter and heir, married to Mr. Edward Broadrip, gent. of Dover. He bears for his arms, Per chevron, or, and sable, in chief, two eagles displayed of the second; in base, a fleur de lis of the first. He succeeded his father in this manor and seat, and is the present owner of them.
A court baron is held for this manor, the boundaries of which, as I am informed, begin at High-cliff, from whence they extend along the coast, to a place called Jews-gut, and there leaving the cliff, on towards Capel, whence including West Hougham, they go down to the Elmes, and the land of Dover priory.
THE MANOR OF HOUGHAM-COURT, alias NORTHCOURT, which latter name it took from its situation in regard to the former described manor of South court, was comprehended as part of those lands which, as has been mentioned before, were given to Fulbert de Dover, and with other lands made up the barony of Fobert, of which it was held afterwards by knight's service, by the family of Basing, of eminent account in the city of London during the reigns of king John and king Henry III. for the high offices of trust which they bore in it. At length Sir Thomas de Basing succeeding to this manor, he alienated it to Adam Sare, whose heirs were in the possession of it in the 20th year of king Edward III. How it passed afterwards, I have not found, till the beginning of king Henry VI.'s reign, when it was alienated to Clive, commonly called Cliffe, a family of good account in the counties of Salop and and Essex; from whence, at the latter end of that reign, it passed by sale to William Hextal, esq. of East Peckham. One of his daughters and coheirs Margaret, entitled her husband Wm. Whetenhall, esq. commonly called Whetnall, citizen and alderman of London, to it. (fn. 6) His descendant William Whetenhall about the middle of king Henry VIII.'s reign sold it to John Boys, esq. of Fredville, in whose descendants it continued down to Major John Boys, of Fredville, who possessed it in 1656.
Before his death he alienated this manor; but now it passed afterwards I have not learned, only that it became vested in the name of Woodroofe; and in the year 1720, William Woodroofe, clerk, of Cambridgeshire, sold one moiety of it to John Walker, citizen and draper, of London, who passed it away to Francis Cabot, and he, at his death in 1753, devised it to his widow Barbara, as she did to her father Mr. Robert Cooper, of Salisbury, and her brother in law William Barnes. In 1786, this moiety was in possession of Robert, son of the above-mentioned Robert Cooper, and of Anne Barnes, and they joined in the sale of it to Mr. Michael Becker, of Dover, who in 1792 sold it to Mr. Philip Leman, of Dover castle, the present owner of it.
The other moiety continued afterwards in the descendants of William Woodroofe above-mentioned down to the Rev. Mr. Woodroofe, of Shoreham, in this county, the present possessor of it; so that this manor remains in undivided moieties at this time.
There is no court held for this manor; to it is annexed the right to wreck of the sea along the coast, from High cliff to Archcliff fort.
SIBERTON, alias SIBERSTON, is a manor in the north-east part of this parish, which made likewise part of the barony of Fobert before-mentioned, of which it was held by knight's service. John de Herste held this manor in the 2d year of king John, and in the 20th year of king Edward III. the heirs of another John de Herst held it by the description of lands in Siberston, of the barony of Chilham, by the like service, and the payment of ward to Dover castle; not long after which it appears to have been in the possession of a family who took their surname from it, one of whom, Richard de Siberston, as appeared by an old dateless deed of that time, demised it to John Monins, in whose descendants it continued down to Edward Monins, esq. of Waldershare, whose lands were disgavelled by the act of the 2d and 3d Edward VI. He died possessed of it in the 6th year of that reign, and by his will gave this manor of Seberston, to his second son George Monins, and he sold it to Thomas Pepper, jurat of Dover, who dying in the 17th year of queen Elizabeth, gave it to Thomas, son of Richard Pepper, and he in king James I.'s reign alienated it to Moulton, of Redriff, in whose descendants it remained at the time of the restoration of king Charles II. 1660, after which it was alienated, after some intermediate owners, to Mr. Phineas Stringer, of Dover, whose son, of the same name, is the present possessor of it.
But this manor, by unity of possessionhas for some year since been so blended with that of Hougham, otherwise called the Elmes, above described, that it is now accounted one and the same manor.
THE TITHES of the manor of Siberston, lying in Elms bottom, in this parish, were part of the possessions of the priory of St. Martin, in Dover, and continued so till the dissolution of it in the 27th year of Henry VIII. when this portion of tithes, among the rest of the possessions of the priory, came into the king's hands, who granted it with the scite and other possessions of the priory, in his 29th year, to the archbishop in exchange, in manner as has been already frequently mentioned before, in which state it has continued ever since, his grace the archbishop being at this time entitled to the inheritance of it. John Monins, esq. of Canterbury, is the present lessee of it.
FARTHINGLOE, alias VENSON DANE, is another manor in this parish, which was antiently part of the possessions of the canons of St. Martin, under the general title of whose possessions it is thus entered in the survey of Domesday:
In Beusberg hundred. In Ferlingelai, William the son of Ganfrid holds one suling, and there he has in demesne one carucate, and four villeins, with one carucate. It is worth four pounds. In the time of king Edward the Confessor, six pounds. Sired held it as a prebend.
And immediately following, under the title of the same possessions:
In Hicham, Balduin holds one suling, and there he has four villeins, and five borderers, with two carucates. It is worth four pounds. In the time of king Edward the Confessor, one hundred shillings. Eduuin holds it.
As the canons of St. Martin's priory had other possessions in this parish, besides the manor of Farthingloe, the latter entry no doubt contains the description of them, and includes their estate here, called Venson Dane, alias Wellclose, mentioned below, which together with the manor of Farthingloe, remained parcel of the possessions of the above priory, till the final suppression of it in the 27th year of king Henry VIII. when they both came into the king's hands, who granted them in his 29th year to the archbishop in exchange, as has been already more particularly mentioned before; since which this manor of Farthingloe, with the estate of Venson Dane, alias Wellclose, has remained parcel of the possessions of the see of Canterbury, his grace the archbishop being at this time entitled to the inheritance of them. The interest of the present lease is vested in the widow of Mr. Nath. Walker, deceased, and Mr. John Marsh (the present occupier); the former possessing the lands, and the latter the great tithes, for their respective shares.
This estate is exempted from the payment of the great or corn tithes. There is not any court held for this manor.
The manor of Farthingloe was held of the prior and canons in king Henry III.'s time, by a family, who from their residence at it, took their surname from it. One of them, Matilda de Farthingloe, is mentioned by Prynne, anno 44 Henry III.
MAXTON, or Maxton court, is another manor situated in this parish, at no great distance from Farthingloe, which in king Henry III.'s reign, as appears by the book of knights fees kept in the king's remembrancer's office, was in the possession of Stephen Manekyn, who held it by knight's service of the barony of Fobert, and together with other lands elsewhere made up that barony, and were given for the desence of Dover castle. After this it seems to have been divided into moieties, and to have been held by Richard Walsham, and Alice, daughter of Stephen Manekin, who alienated the whole of it to William, son of Nicholas Archer, of Dover, whose seal was, A stag's head, caboshed, as appears by a deed in the Surrenden library, dated anno 17 Edward III. His son William Archer, in the 21st year of the next reign of king Richard II. passed it away by sale to John Alkham, of Alkham, a family of good estate in this neighbourhood, in the descendants of which this manor remained for some time; but at the latter end of king Edward IV. it was become the property of Roger Appleton, from whom it passed to Hobday, and thence to Harman, of Crayford, from which name it was sold by Thomas Harman to Sir James Hales, who at or about the middle of queen Elizabeth's reign alienated it to Andrews, of Dover, who some few years afterwards sold it to Pepper, and he in king James I.'s reign conveyed it to Sir Thomas Wilford, of IIden, who in king Charles I.'s reign passed it away to Mr. William Richards, of Dover, whose descendant of the same name, devised it to his nephew John Sladden, of Dover, merchant, as he did to his sister Mary, who carried it in marriage to Mr. Thomas Fagge, of Dover, whose trustees, after his death, to perform the uses of her will, sold it in 1783 to Tho. Biggs, esq. of Dover, the present owner of it, who has much improved the mansion of this manor, by making several additional buildings to it. A court baron is held for this manor.
Charities.
THOMAS PEPPER, jurat of Dover, by his will in 1574, de vised to the poor within the parishes of our Lady of Dover and Hougham, one annuity of 40s to be distributed equally between them, issuing out of his manor of Syberstone, and the lands belonging to it, with power to distrain, &c. now vested in Phineas Stringer, esq. and the money is distributed to such as do not receive weekly allowance of the parish.
There is a house divided into two small dwellings, inhabited by two persons placed there by the churchwardens and overseers of the poor; but how it came to the parish is not known.
The poor constantly maintained are about twenty-five, casually fifteen.
HOUGHAM is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURISDICTION of the diocese of Canterbury, and deanry of Dover.
The church, which is dedicated to St. Laurence, is an ancient building, but small, consisting of two small isles and a chancel, having neither tower nor steeple, but it has a place for three small bells. In the chancel lie buried several of the families of Hougham and Malmaines; the brasses of whose stones have been long since torn off, though the lines of their portraitures still remain. In the chancel is a monument for Wm. Fyneux, esq. son of Robert. He died in 1587; arms, Vert, a chevron, between three eagles displayed, or, crowned, gules, impaling Warren, azure, a cross, or; in the first and fourth quarters, a martlet; in the second and third, a chaplet of the second. Another for Peter Nepeau, gent. who lies buried in a vault underneath; he built and resided at the Elmes, in this parish, still continuing the trade of a merchant; he died in 1658. William, his only surviving son, married Sarah, daughter of Mr. Bulteel, of Tournay, in Flanders, who was also buried in this chancel. His youngest son William succeeded to the Elmes, which he sold, and settled at Twickenham; he died in 1710; arms, Azure, a fleece, or. Another for Robert Breton, esq he died in 1707; arms, Azure, a bend between six mullets, pierced, or. And for William Hannington, esq. who married a daughter of William Monings, lieutenant-governor of Dover-castle; he died in 1607.
¶This church was part of the possessions of the priory of St. Martin, to which it was appropriated by archbishop Stratford, in 1345, and a vicarage endowed in it, (fn. 7) both which were at the suppression, in the 27th year of king Henry VIII. granted with the scite of the priory and other possessions of it in the exchange to the archbishop, with a reservation of the antient pension from the prior of forty shillings to the vicar, in manner as has been frequently more particularly mentioned before. In which state they now continue, his grace the archbishop being possessed of the appropriation of this church, with the advowson of the vicarage of it. The parsonage is called Little Hougham court, which with the tithes are held under the archbishop by Mr. Thomas Walker, of Dover. The glebe land is ninety acres.
In 1588 here were one hundred and twenty communicants, and it was valued at forty pounds per annum. This vicarage is valued in the king's books at 6l. 13s. 4d. Archbishop Juxon, anno 14 Charles II. augmented this vicarage with twenty-five pounds, to be paid by the lessee of the great tithes, which was again confirmed anno 22 of that reign. The vicar still receives the antient pension of forty shillings from the archbishop. It is now a discharged living of about the clear yearly value of forty-six pounds.
We got another Atari console. This one is a Sears-branded Atari 2600 ("Telegames") due to Atari Inc.'s OEM relationship with Sears (c.1975-1983).
Atari 2600 console.
upstairs, Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.
May 6, 2017.
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BACKSTORY: Got up around 7:30AM, made it out driving by 7:58 and went out until 12:41 (break for food from 10:24-10:36) for a total of ~4.75 hours. Spent $91.75 plus ~$3.22 gas for 47.0miles of driving (36.4 mpg @ $2.49/G), for a total cost of $94.97. We drove to 35 yard sales, stopping at 12 (34%) of them. We made 32 purchases (43 items) for a total estimated value of $675.21, leading to a profit/savings of $583.46. So in essence, we multiplied our $91.75 investment by 7.36. (Also, if you think about it, the profit counts for even more when you consider that we have to earn $665.06 on the job, pre-tax, in order to take home the $583.46 in cash that we saved. How long does $583.46 of disposable income take to earn, vs the 4.75 hrs we spent here?). Anyway, this works out to a *post-tax* "wage" of $122.83/hr as a couple or $61.42/hr per person.
THE TAKE:
* $12.00: storage bins (6), drawer, Sterilite clearview, item 1786, 29Qt 27L, 1999, 18.5x15x8.5", barcode 073149179685 (EV:$57.78 ($9.63 each)). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $10.00: blacklight bulb & fixture, 18" (EV:$19.99). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $8.00: 3-drawer storage cart (1), Sterilite, item 3712, 15x24.5x18", barcode 073149371287 (EV:$10.97). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $8.00: storage baskets (4), metal, 10.75x5.5x6" (EV:$64.76 ($16.19 each)). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $8.00: table, folding, 63x29.5x29.75" (EV:$36.43)
* $8.00: bath towels (2), blue (EV:$5.60). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $5.00: Atari 2600 Video Arcade, including 1 paddle (EV:$19.01 for one that wasn't working)
* $4.50: nail polish, 13 misc bottles (EV:$13.00 ($1.00 each at the Dollar Store))
* $4.00: storage bins (2), open side, black, 15x11.5x19" (EV:$37.00 ($18.50 each)). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $3.00: boombox, Panasonic, plus 6 "D" batteries, Ambience, Model RX-FM16 (EV:$39.95)
* $3.00: cooking pot, double boiler, 6x4.5" & 5x4.5" pots that fit together with lid(EV:$14.57)
* $3.00: lamp, floor, built-in 3-level shelf (EV:$74.95). Matches the one from last week!
* $2.00: storage bins (1), drawer, Sterilite clearview, item 1706, 29Qt 27L, 2003, 17.5x15.25x9.25", barcode 073149170682 (EV:$9.63). From Matthew's estate sale. It's very similar to the other 6 we got, but it was slightly different. It looks like they bought this one later and couldn't find an exact match and so go the closest they could.
* $2.00: digital picture frame, Dynex, 480x234 resolution (EV:$8.79). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $1.50: storage bins (3), drawer, 15x9x6" (EV:$4.38)
* $1.00: tambourine, 6", 4 pairs of tines (EV:$6.09)
* $1.00: pin art, needle impression frame, green plastic pins, 5x4x2.5" (EV:$8.99), but ours is only slightly blacklight responsive.
* $1.00: shampoo, Johnson's, Winnie The Pooh, 13.5 fl oz (EV:$11.30). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $1.00: conditioner, Johnson & Johnson, Eeyore, 13.5 fl oz (EV:$10.89). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $1.00: extension cord, beige, 3-prong (EV:$0.99)
* $1.00: extension cord, brown, 3-prong (EV:$0.99)
* $1.00: chair, child's, Batman, 22x17x19.5" (EV:$159.00)
* $1.00: mat, foam, wrestling, 72x72x1.3" (3 foldable parts that are 24x24x1.3" each) (EV:$35.19)
* $0.50: drain stopper, white, plastic (EV:$0.66). From Matthew's estate sale.
* $0.50: alarm clock, Ingraham (EV:$6.50)
* $0.25: spray paint, brown, Rust-oleum Painter's Touch, gloss, indoor/outdoor, wood/metal/wicker/more, 12oz can about 1/2 full (EV:$1.30)
* $0.25: spray paint, red, Rust-oleum Painter's Touch, ultra cover, gloss, indoor/outdoor, wood/metal/plastic/more, 12oz can about 1/4 full (EV:$1.30)
* $0.25: hooks, car, seatback (EV:$0.99)
* $FREE: toy, My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic, Pinkie Pie, hard mane hair, real tail hair, 2x3.5"(EV:$5.95)
* $FREE: toy, action figure, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Leonardo, 5.125x2.375", crossed arms, no swords (EV:$~6.50 since $13.00 includes a Michaelangelo figure too)
* $FREE: lightswitch cover, with big and little hole (EV:$1.53)
* $FREE: coaster, cork (EV:$0.23). From Matthew's estate sale.