Here are a selection of pictures describing some of the trips I have done this year, both short and long and some 1960s ski-bindings!
17th March—Stowe Race, Old Boys against the Boys
For many years now I have been representing the Old Boys at the annual race against the current pupils. Here is the team before the race and then me finishing it. This year Lou and I combined it with a picnic and tour of the grounds for Alison and Martin Trowell. The Old Boys won this year which was a nice ending to my racing career because I have decided that this is my last year.
4th April—Joint Special Forces Aviation Wing, Oldham
The Curriers is affiliated with the Wing and provides modest contributions to its all-ranks’ welfare and social facilities. They invited a few of us down to Oldham and see one of their training operations. We boarded this Chinook and flew over to a forward field station they had set up.
We had lunch at the field station, that’s Chistopher Rome gesticulating with our hosts. And finally, me with a big smile on the way back.
7th April—Will and Melanie Brown’s Wedding
Lou and I went up to Folkton in Yorkshire to celebrate Will and Mel’s wedding. Will’s parents, Phil and Janet, hosted the reception at their home. I sat next to the vicar, Ken Holding who turned out to have been in the same reginent as my uncle David Henderson back in the late 1940s
14th April—My 60th Birthday Party
I will make this a topic on its own but for now because so many of my friends and relatives joined me for lunch St Celoni in Spain. But for now just a handful of photos to mark the event. The next day a smaller group of us went for a walk organised by Louise.
I revisted the site of the first holiday I can remember. It was about 1952 and I recall building a sand barrier up against the harbour wall and sitting behind it as the tide came in. Eventually the sea won but I lasted longer than King Canute!
I promised you a picture of a ski-boot fitting and here it is……..Why?, I hear you ask. Well, in the Zermatt museum, I came across a display of the history of ski-bindings and poles. Yes,…we really did have bamboo poles in those days but did you know that the first skiers only had one pole. These are the Marker safty bindings from the late 1950s that I used. It was because the bindings did not release my boot on a fall that I broke my left leg in 1960 and my right leg in 1961. It was 44 years before I was to get on skis again and that was only for cross-country ski-ing. My thanks to you, Pierre, for encouraging me to get back onto skis.
14th September—Globe Theatre
My birthday present from Richard Weston and Anita was a trip to the Globe followed by dinner. This was particularly appreciated because I had not been to the Globe before. We say a production of the Merchant of Venice with John McEnery and I thought it worked very well in the intimate setting of the Globe. Thank you Richard and Anita.
Another first for me. Lou Gave me an introductory flying lession for Christmas and it was a beautiful late September day as we headed up to Northhamptonshire. I had selected the Aquila Gliding Club (website here) because we could combine the the day with a little shopping at Bicester Village factory outlet. The club members were very friendly and not at all stuffy about visitors just coming for the day. I was towed up to about 2,000 feet and the flight lasted just over 20 mins. I was allowed to dive, climb, turn left and turn right which I did with varying degrees of success. I found it exhilarating; the speed is so much slower than one is used to, even in a car (about 45 m.p.h.) and it is so silent….just the whoosh of the air. However, I shall not be taking it up as a new hobby.
29th October—Prague for five days
Lou and I have wanted to go to Prague for a couple of years now and this was the second week of her half term holiday. It was cold but before the first snows and we only had an hour or so of drizzle. One doesn’t go for the food, too many dumplings and cabbage for my taste but we did have an excellent suckling pig at Liv Dvur. Its near the castle; telephone 224 372 361 for a reservation, website here
For me it was a city of outstanding architecture and natural beauty. What surprised me is that so much of it was preserved through a fifty year period of Nazi occupation and Communism. So that now you can have Baroque Churches and Art Nouveau Mayoral Reception Rooms.
A radiator grill c.1907 ………………………………. St Michael’s c 1775