Archive | August, 2014

Why Felix the perchcrow needs your love

25 Aug
Felix the unloved perchcrow

New friend: Felix, the unloved perchcrow

I’m thrilled to tell you that I’ve got a new penfriend. Felix the perchcrow has written to me from Caversham Court Gardens in Reading, home of my lady admirer Flora.

I was very touched by his letter because he explained that he lives in the shadow of my love rival, Fred the under-gardener. Felix wrote:

Dear Fletch,

This is to introduce myself as Felix the Perchcrow. I was built using beanpoles at a beanpole day in May at Caversham Court Gardens. Sadly, I am not allowed to go back there on display as I am not considered to be good enough.

Flora and Fred are regularly put on display there but I have been consigned to the back garden. I have asked my maker Mike to send you my photograph.

I am a much troubled perchcrow and I know I am not good looking, but I feel I deserve more public acclaim. Look at my attributes. I am made from wholly recycled materials, and my hazel beanpole structure is sourced from sustainable environmentally friendly coppicing.

I feel you and I have much in common. We understand what it is like to live out in the wind and the rain. Perhaps a sympathetic reply would make life more bearable.

Yours truly, Felix

I’m so pleased to have heard from a fellow perchcrow who isn’t as sartorially perfect as Fred.

We perchcrows are by nature very sensitive creatures and we all want to be loved, so I’m delighted to have this chance to introduce Felix to a wider world, where I’m sure he’ll find the recognition he deserves to boost his confidence.

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Wordsworth’s haunted house

11 Aug
One of Wordsworth House's current maids encounters her ghostly 18th-century counterpart

Face-to-face: One of our current maids encounters her ghostly 18th-century predecessor

Do you believe in ghosts? I didn’t until I heard from my friends Amanda and Alex about the spooky goings on in the cellar of the house.

It seems that a group of spirits from Wordsworth House’s past have taken up residence.

A host of characters, including 13-year-old William; Bill, the grumpy manservant, and Amy, the maid, have moved in to share haunting and often heartbreaking tales of life in this late-18th-century household.

Cockermouth was William and Dorothy Wordsworth’s home until the death of their mother Ann. The cellar ghosts tell the story of their childhood, their traumatic separation and their eventual reunion as adults.

Amanda says if you think you might encounter them, make sure you have a tissue in your pocket, as you’re bound to shed a tear or two.

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