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Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 31 Aug 2009

Fiona and Jane 1963



Fiona and Jane 1963, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

When we lived in Gayton on the Wirral. I remember this one being taken. My fingers were stretching across the handlebars of our bikes to keep them upright and it was really hurting. I wanted Dad to hurry up and take the photo quickly.

Uncategorized Fi | 31 Aug 2009

Fiona and Jane 1963



Fiona and Jane 1963, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

When we lived in Gayton on the Wirral. I remember this one being taken. My fingers were stretching across the handlebars of our bikes to keep them upright and it was really hurting. I wanted Dad to hurry up and take the photo quickly.

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 29 Aug 2009

Uncle Geoff and Dad 1947-ish



Uncle Geoff and Dad 1942-ish, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

Dad (with the moustache) and his brother Geoff look rather dashing in this photo from the 1940′s.
I recently re-found an old leather suitcase of my Fathers full of family papers, photographs, memorabilia etc. Even school report from my prep school when I was 7 in 1964. There are ration books, cheque books, old letters etc. It’ll take a while to go through it all but it will unearth a lot. Its especially strange to look into the faces of strangers and know that they are family. This photo of Dad and uncle Geoff is my favourite.

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 28 Aug 2009

Ancient musical notes

Sounds good to me…..

Reported by the BBC
Markings on a 16th Century carving from Stirling Castle could be the oldest surviving piece of written Scottish instrumental music, historians believe.

A sequence of 0s, Is and IIs have been found on one of the Stirling Heads – wooden medallions which would have decorated the castle’s royal palace.

It is believed the music could have been played on instruments such as harps, viols, fiddles and lutes.

An experienced harpist has been trying to play the tune.

To find out that it might be early harp music was very exciting indeed, and having the chance to hear it being played really helps draw back the veil on what life at the royal court would have been like.

HEAR IT HERE

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 26 Aug 2009

Canvas wall prints with my photos on!

Roll up roll up. Get yours ‘ere!

Some of my pics are now available to BUY online from the Big Art Company as a canvas print – different sizes. How exciting. From £19.99 you can have a nice canvas – properly hand stretched and on quality frames. If there’s a particular photo on my Flickr gallery let me know and I’ll see if I make it available through this company.

Find them here!

Fi's canvas print home page

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 23 Aug 2009

Film of Eddie on the day I met him

As Eddie continues his astounding epic I am often wondering how he might be feeling. Aside from any physical sensations that this feat will be triggering (Crikey I hope he doesn’t damage himself) I can’t help thinking that by now it must all be getting pretty damn surreal for him. He must feel like he is in a strange dream and the rhythm of the running might be playing havoc with his mind. And when he finishes he’ll have to ‘come down’ from it – physically and psychologically.
……(stop wittering Fi!……)
Suffice to say, I think that what he is doing is GLORIOUS. And I don’t use that word lightly…. Stephen Fry says of the word Glory…. “Glory is a golden word to be used, like saffron, in sparing pinches”

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 23 Aug 2009

Its just like our Frank cat… wonderful! SIMON’S Cat – Fly Guy

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 22 Aug 2009

A GLORIOUS quote from Stephen Fry – even for a non-cricket fan such as I

(from his blog here)
There is a quality in human affairs, so rare, so fleeting and so intense that to invoke its name in any context risks derision. To invoke its name in the context of sport must seem especially perverse, pretentious, preposterous and pathetic. I have always flirted with those four mockable Ps and nothing can stop me now. Even a reasonable night’s sleep hasn’t diminished the euphoria that sees me now unleashing a peal of eulogistic superlatives and hyperbolic encomia that can only bring me taunts, yawns and snorts.

What is this quality, so rarified, so prized? It is Glory. Glory is a golden word to be used, like saffron, in sparing pinches. Religion has always loved it, and tried to deny it to the sublunary sphere. Gloria, gloria; Gloria in excelsis Deo. Glory be to the Father. Solomon in all his glory. Our glorious dead. It has often been observed of war that while it is rightly hated and feared for bringing out the worst in humankind, it cannot be denied that it can sometimes bring out the best too. It is one of the few human arenas that can produce true glory.

Sport, of course, developed as a rehearsal for war and today often serves as a kind of proxy. Cricket, so yawn-inducing to those who do not understand it, so enthralling and all-embracingly perfect for those who do, can bring out glory like no other sport. Yesterday afternoon at the Brit Oval, Glory streamed to the wicket and turned a match and a series around in little over an hour. The twenty-three year old Stuart Broad is certainly the best-looking cricketer we have ever produced. Melting looks, golden hair, eyes of the bluest blue, he is six foot six of heart-stopping youthful splendour. He has not had the best series as a bowler. Perhaps under orders from above he bowled a spell of short-pitched rubbish at Lord’s that almost caused him to be booed by the St John’s Wood faithful. There were calls for him to be dropped. But yesterday he was glorious. There really is no other word.

I hope it will be a long career. He has the makings of a truly great all-rounder. I hope his looks, the inevitable commercial contracts and the attention don’t turn his head or distract him from his cricket. But he will never have another afternoon like the second day of the 5th Test of the 2009 Ashes Series. His first “Michelle” (Five-for = Pfeiffer, geddit?) and coming at the most crucial time imaginable. Real glory. Of course, England being England, we could still lose the test and fail to win the Ashes, but that shouldn’t detract from a golden afternoon for cricket’s golden boy. In the words of “O worship the King”.

“O tell of his might, O sing of his grace,”

That great hymn ends with a paean to all the great cricketers in history, a pantheon Stuart Broad will join …

“Pavilioned in splendour and girded with praise”.

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 21 Aug 2009

ImaginePeace – YOKO Ono’s SMILING face film

Some of our photos are included on this….. ! How nice.

http://imaginepeace.com/news/archives/7636

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 21 Aug 2009

Eddie Iz in surreality



Eddie Iz in surreality, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

I spent a while using layers and masks to get this one – a bit of fun while looking at a pic of Eddie. There are worse ways of wasting an hour!

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 21 Aug 2009

Iz Portrait



Iz Portrait, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

Something a bit more subdued…..

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 21 Aug 2009

I’ll be a LAUGHING stock! (an in-joke for Eddie lovers)



I’ll be a LAUGHING stock! (an in-joke for Eddie lovers), originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

I’m still faffing with my set of Eddie pics…

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 15 Aug 2009

I created this one is for Debs because she wasn’t there



I created this one is for Debs because she wasn’t there, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

Eddie n Me

Eddie Izzard and me (yipee)


Eddie Iz Running.

Eddie Izzard (a long time hero of mine) is running a marathon a day, 6 days a week for 7 weeks. I caught up with him as he ran down from the steep Kirkstone Pass in the Lake District.

He was looking darn good for someone who is putting themselves through such an ordeal. Astonishing feat! And probably astonishing FEET too.

That day he ran from Kendal, over Kirkstone Pass and to Ullswater, so I had to go and see him in the flesh as he was so close by.

What a THRILL!

The meeting went something like this…. as I got past Brotherswater I thought I had missed him as Kirkstone Pass loomed ahead and it was a couple of hours since he’d been there, but as I swung round a left-hand bend I almost ran into him – literally. He and two guys were running towards me and I had to swerve to miss them. Not an auspicious first meeting. Any-road-up, I turned around and went past him to park at the Inn ahead. Camera at the ready, I took shots as he ran towards me. I’m very happy with the shot of him smiling to greet me, waving and jogging over to meet me. BE STILL MY BEATING HEART! He stopped and shook my hand and, I can’t believe I said this, and if I had rehearsed what I might say to my hero, it might NOT have been what DID escape my mouth…but I actually said…..”I’d run with you if I were wearing a sturdier bra…” WHAT?

I think we chatted briefly about the charity and the marathons and he was off….waving goodbye while I took more shots. In a few minutes I set off home in the direction he had gone and after overtaking him I saw a bit further on that his support team were parked in a small car park, so I pulled in. I knew that as he ran around a sweeping curve in the road that he would have a wonderful backdrop of a steep fell side and it would make good piccies. My shots were spoiled a bit by passing traffic but he ran into the parking area, said “I’ve seen you before!” and I dared to ask if I could have a picture with him. One of his folks obliged and I stood for a few brief seconds with Eddie Izzard’s (!!) arm around me and mine around his, hot, athletically sweaty, waist. He set off running again a while before me and when I did catch up with him he was being filmed from the back of a rickshaw. On that road at Patterdale you’ve got no hope of getting past, so I dawdled, with others, behind them, til Eddie turned and smiled, and guided his team into the side and waved me past, like a policeman. I think I was probably squeaking with excitement as I drove home.

www.eddieizzard.com/blog/”>Follow his blog here
www.eddieizzard.com/blog/

www.comicrelief.com/donate/eddie”>and give to the charity (its the least you can do if he can do what he’s doing!)
www.comicrelief.com/donate/eddie

And BBC Cumbria used one of my pics on their home page… it the little things that count!
BBC Cumbria home page with my photo of Eddie

my original pic

I made it into the News and Star too… inadvertently though.
my pic in he press

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 15 Aug 2009

And I got a little hug from EDDIE IZZARD!



Farewell Fi, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

Be still my beating heart….

He’s running a full marathon (and more) 6 days a week for 7 weeks and its all for Sports Relief. An astonishing feat. He is also my hero and was top of my list (with Stephen Fry) of who I’d like to meet most). So, as he was running in the Lakes today I had to take the short drive to see him. I didn’t expect to meet him, shake his hand, have a silly chat or a cuddle.
WHAT a THRILL.

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 13 Aug 2009

Difficult questions from kids

Why is the sky blue?
Where do bees go in winter?
The answer to these and many other impossible-to-answer questions from kids can be found here:

http://sciencesowhat.direct.gov.uk/KidsQuestions.aspx

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 12 Aug 2009

River mist rising



Rising, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

Set off earlier to work because I could see the river mist rising so wanted to get some shots as the sun broke through. This is my favourite – I like the way the river mist is rising almost straight up as the sun warms the valley.

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 08 Aug 2009

Pair and half of pears. My new ceramic sculptures…



Pair and half of pears. My new ceramic sculptures…, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

PotFest in the pens today in Penrith. These three ceramic pears now live in our lounge.

Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 07 Aug 2009

Have YOU got our lunch?



Have YOU got our lunch?, originally uploaded by Fi in Eden.

This is the little birds the next day…
Baby bird one, far left looks a little cross. The one third from left has SUCH an earnest pleading look. Bless. Its hard to imagine that in a few weeks they will set flight to Africa and not touch ground until they get there.

fauna Fi | 05 Aug 2009

Patience pay-off

This busy nest of swallows is under a fire escape outside my offices. Forgoing a lunch break I leaned on a wall. camera raised, for almost half an hour to catch this. I’ve been watching them for a while and had to wait AGES for the parent bird to come in and feed them with me there.

Swallow lunch time

outdoors &Us, Rosie Posie Poodle and Frank Cat Fi | 02 Aug 2009

Falconry, madrill man and little baby lemurs

We’ve had a nice weekend. Hector finished (almost) the long long project that was/is the building of the wooden log store. With Ross’s help he cleared away the red currant tree and tidied up the area in front of the garage. Its looking much better.

Sunday, and I decided it was about time we went out ‘n’ about so, thinking Ross might like something more interesting than just an amble by a lake or river or something, I suggested we went to Trotters Animal World near Keswick. As it turns out I got the most pleasure from it! John the keeper of the birds there did a wonderful display with a Harris Hawk called George III), a hunting Owl, a Tawny Eagle and a glorious Bald Eagle. It was excellent. Now I know what Sally and I have to do next for our girls trip out. A private hour or so trying the skills of hawking with John and then idle next door to Trotters to the exquisite Armathwaite Hall Hotel for tea. I love a plan.

As well as the birds we saw some delightful lemurs including a cuter than cute baby one. There were some gibbons (make me laugh every time), bison and buffalo, capibaras (bigger than a Labrador dog but the worlds largest rodent), some snoozing otters and a hut area with the most amazing Mandrills. The male was huge and spectacular. All in all I loved it – not sure about H and R! Have they got NO soul?
John tells us about the eagleHarris Hawk - George III
Lemurs on a wooden log bridgeJust strolling : gibbon-like
Mandrill manSo ugly he's beautifulGrassland and bison

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