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What's a tench rake I hear you ask? Well. It's thrown into a lake to rake up the bottom so the fish (tench) become intrigued and investigate. This one is uniquely fashioned by it's owner with extra lead strips fixed to it.
All Saints, Ellough, Suffolk
A CCT church. From the south, it glowers at the top of its wild hilly graveyard, like something out of a mid-19th century novel. On a stormy day, it doesn't take much to imagine a Victorian funeral procession picking its way among the gravestones. From the north, the prospect is even starker. The graveyard is flat and wide. There's a bit of a puzzle about the distribution of graves, for to the south is a cornucopia of 18th and early 19th century headstones. As the 19th Century progresses, the headstones creep northwards around the east end of the chancel, and during the 1860s they gradually peter out. There are still burials into the 21st Century, but perhaps no more than 30 headstones in the last 150 years. It is possible that the population of the parish has decreased radically, but I think it is more likely a consequence of the opening of Beccles cemetery in the 1860s.
The whole place feels summarily abandoned, which, in fact, it was. In 1973, All Saints was one of the first churches in Suffolk to be declared redundant. It is not hard to see why. This is a wild area, of narrow roads and few people. Some churches are warm sanctuaries in the face of such bleakness, but it is hard to imagine that All Saints was ever a comforting place.
The church underwent a rather severe Victorian restoration, surprisingly the work of that great Anglo-Catholic architect William Butterfield, responsible for All Saint, Margaret Street. But none of the drama and beauty of that central London church are repeated here. He was also in charge of the restorations at nearby Ringsfield and Redisham. So, the chancel is tiled; a simple tractarian altar stands at the east end, and the organ chamber is also Butterfield's. The organ was removed, along with the pulpit and choir stalls, in 1973. The chancel arch is also Butterfield's and perhaps the angel corbels are most recognisably his. He kept the earlier roof, perhaps the best feature of the church.
Interestingly, the base of the pulpit remains, with the haunting names of the 19th century labourers carved into the stone - this would have been hidden, once the pulpit was in place. Among them are B Keable, FC Allen, C Dack, R Boon FCA, H Warne and A Coll. They inscribed their names on 7th December 1883 - was that the day the work finished here, I wonder?
There is an unusual memorial to Richard Arnold and his wife Charlotte on the south wall of the chancel. Arnold was Rector here for more than sixty years in the 19th Century, and the marble monument features brass roundel portraits of them both. The memorial was placed here by his children, to mark the restoration of the chancel, and it looks as if Charlotte was almost half a century her husband's junior. There is no death date for her, but I suppose it is likely that she died young, which is a sad thought. Their portraits have a pre-Victorian elegance, as if they would be more at home in the Georgian town church of a Jane Austen novel than in this bleak, Gothic place.
Flying Cloud's masts all raked backward one and one-quarter inch per foot of mast height. This design characteristic -- common among clipper ships -- allowed the wind to lift the ship while plowing forward rather than the wind driving the clipper ship's much sharper bow under water at speed...dangerous to crew and vessel alike as well as a serious concern to insurance underwriters.
Mast rake also reduced the ship's inclination to alternately pitch forward and aft along the ship's centerline...pitching forward followed by the stern slamming down on her transom overhang aft under certain challenging sea conditions.
The 1st Vanway Guides from Prince George, B.C., did a rake and run in the fall for a community service project.
I spotted this apparently abandoned horse-drawn hay rake in a field. It reminded me when I was young in Minnesota and of my grandfather who used one to rake hay after it had dried in the sun.
A small pub serving all sorts of wonderful world beers by Borough Market. There was a pub on this site until the early-20th century (probably the same building it looks like), though it was a cafe when converted to the Rake. (More recent photo from 2013, showing building.)
Address: 14 Winchester Walk (formerly Winchester Street).
Former Name(s): The King's Head; The Old King's Head; The King's Head.
Owner: Utobeer.
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I had the kite up for another time lapse but totally messed up the viewing angle. Just as well I had low level back up.....
Music from The Avalanches
A word of thanks to the contractor involved who was raking in first cut silage near Rathcormac County Cork
The trees were spectacular, but raking leaves was a constant job for about 4 months of the year. When they were really coming down (what's shown here is pretty light), that sweeper would be completely full after less than one pass the width of the yard. Mowing the front lawn was a nice, tidy 20 minute job, but sweeping the leaves could take a couple hours. Photo by Walter Reed
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