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I used to send Aluna mice to find things for me as they are very quick and they can get into anything ...but one got hit in a fight I was in in Northern Spain and it really upset me. The mouse recovered but I never sent anymore after that, quirky eh? (sw)
Aldeburgh quirky 1 of 2
Final ones from a recent visit to Norfolk and Suffolk, where there are quirky bits and pieces to photograph. See my album 2023 Quirky Bits for other examples…
St Mary, Bridgham, Norfolk
I revisited Bridgham with John Vigar in the summer of 2016. Bridgham is one of those sprawling Norfolk villages a little off the beaten track which are always a pleasure to visit. And St Mary too, is a delight, and rather different to most other medieval churches in appearance. Its pleasing and curious shape is a result of the buffeting of the centuries.
The tower has gone, and the west end now sports a high dutch-style gable with a bell turret. There is an imposing red-brick and flushwork porch in what can only be described as a Suffolk style, and the chancel has been rebuilt higher than the nave. Its red tiles contrast with the slates of the nave to create an overall effect which I liked very much. As I say, it is quite unusual.
The narrow upright lines that survive on the west wall suggest that this was a round tower, and the filled-in tower arch shows that it was probably of the 13th century. Altogether, this is a quirky, homely exterior, and that porch is really quite something.
It had been ten years since my previous visit, but I still remembered what a friendly lot they had been here. I'd come on a Historic Churches Bike Ride day, so it was a little disappointing to turn up now and find the church locked, though there was a keyholder notice with three keyholders on it. The nearest was down a long, long shingle drive, crunch, crunch, crunch. I eventually got to the back door, which had a bell. Riiiiiiiiing. I waited. No one came. I waited some more. Still no one came. So back up the drive, crunch, crunch, crunch. I'd gone about fifty yards before I heard a loud shout behind me - 'Oi!'. So I turned back. 'I thought I heard flat feet!' said a tall gentleman in his seventies I suppose, dressed for gardening. I explained my mission. 'The missus isn't in', he said, 'but I can go and have a rummage. I shall have to come with you!'. He went off into the house to have a rummage, shutting the door behind him.
As he did so, a car pulled up the shingle drive, parked, and a lady got out. I explained my mission again. 'Oh dear!' she said, ' I'm terribly sorry, but I've been away and I lent the key to someone and they haven't given it back!'. She explained where I could find the lady she had lent the key to. 'it's about a hundred yards up the road, it's the only bungalow!'. I explained that her husband was currently 'rummaging' for the key. She thought for a moment. 'He's not my husband, he's my gardener.'
Apologising profusely and stifling my embarrassment, I set off a hundred yards down the road into what turned out to be a sea of bungalows. After about four hundred yards I reach the one I was looking for. Riiiiing. The door was answered by a very jolly lady. 'The lady in the Old Rectory tells me that if I call here you'll give me the church key,' I said. 'Does she now!' replied the jolly lady. And she gave me the key quite happily, even though she didn't know me from Adam and she wasn't one of the people on the keyholder notice.
Bridgham has one of the most interesting fonts in Norfolk. It is made of a white, chalky stone, and has traces of its original colour. It appears eroded as much as defaced, and is remarkable for two of its panels. That to the west shows the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin. This is very rare, and only occurs twice elsewhere on a font in East Anglia, at Great Witchingham church in Norfolk and at St Matthew's church in Ipswich in Suffolk. The Assumption was the great late summer feast of the late medieval Catholic Church in England; its celebration on August 15th coincided with the height of the harvest. Perhaps two hundred churches in East Anglia were dedicated to the Assumption. However, it was heavily frowned upon by the protestant reformers, and the Assumption does not appear in Anglican doctrine. The image of the Assumption is consequently one of the most haunting survivals. It rarely survived at all in glass, but can be found in stone bosses in Several Norfolk churches, including Wymondham Abbey.
The eastern panel has another rare image, that of the Holy Trinity. This is the traditional medieval composition of an old man as God the Father, holding the crucified Christ as the Son, with a dove descending to represent the Holy Spirit. This is found on a couple of other East Anglian fonts, most famously at Acle, and also occasionally in stained glass. Other panels feature angels holding shields.
The double piscina and sedilia are rather good, too. The other medieval survival of significance here is the dado of the rood screen, painted in red, green and gold with simple patterns. It must have been a very sturdy example when it was complete. Tucked behind it, a 15th Century bench end has been reused for a chair built into the back of it. It is inscribed to Thomas Watson and Alys his wyf. A bequest from Thomas and Alice Watson left the money for the rood screen in 1475.
Somewhat more dramatic at the west end of the church are the two surviving figures from the old decalogue boards. Aaron and Moses look very grand and austere, and almost Spanish in style. It is rare to see them so close up, a rather awe-inspiring sight.
Bom.. esse esmalte ja eh "velho"..
Comprei ano passado, é a terceira vez q eu uso.. eh simplesmente lindo !
De dia ele fica azul lindo...
E a noite em ambiente fechado, ele fica verde!
Os meninos q trabalham comigo falaram q parece pintura de carro..
Está com 3 camadas.. e top coat da Colorama!
Wherever we stay, there are a few quirky things here and there. This 4" E.T. in a small plant pot resides on a space of an antique writing desk. The furniture piece came originally from my great-aunt Pearl's home in Beverly, Mass. and I did my homework on it during my high school years. It and E.T. now sit in the spare room/office of our new apartment.
one of the most good-natured people i ever met... wonder where he is now? making light of a bad situation.
My own button bouquet! I bought 800 buttons on eBay for real cheap and I already had the wire leftover from my photo wall. The vase is just an empty Starbucks frappuccino bottle. I put water with a drop of food coloring in the bottle for effect, but am going to pour it out so the wire won't rust.
Many things about the building are nonsensical to the uninformed observer (in this case myself). Here, immediately on the right off of this photo is an emergency exit/service door. Behind me from the position in my photo is a large opening to leave the space, however, there's a locked gate jammed into this corner. Perhaps it swings out to block off the space outside, but why?
quirks like this unfurled petal probably caused by the cooler temps... it was just hanging around in the back saying "let me out, let me out"...
a slightly older moorhen chick, but still as quirky looking!
getting used to new style flickr a bit now, in case you haven’t found these yet –
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also if you click on your contacts photostreams – then add the below link straight after their address you can see their streams in the old style with more white space around, and details underneath
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They have animal enclosures at Grandfather Mountain and Black Bears were one of them. They were giving them a snack so they could give information and show them off a bit and this one had a bit of a quirky way about getting his snack first. He would walk on hind legs with tongue a wagglin' . I've never heard or or seen a bear do that ever, it was so cool! ( Sorry, I'm bad at story telling, but you get the jist lol ) .
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This boy slept ON my face last night. Not next to my head. Not around my neck. Not tucked under my chin. He slept ON my face. Purred nearly the whole time, too.
I just kept my hand cupped by my nose and mouth so that I could breathe the warm air in the space that created. My nose was anything but cold last night.
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