Crossing the Blues
Hôtel Verhaegen offers the most charming and elegant way to stay in the Belgium city of Ghent (Gent in Dutch). It is a luxury “bed-and-breakfast”. The French word “hôtel particulier” refers to a house of standing and character, a private mansion, normally for a single family and with more than one floor.Hôtel Verhaegen is a listed 18th century building. Therefore, the owners, Marc Vergauwe and Jan Rosseel were not free in their interior design. Since the private mansion or hôtel particulier had been handed over several generations, they felt that they had no right to change it fundamentally. They feel more like keepers of an architectural treasure. No doors were moved, the spaces were respected.For the four guestrooms on the first floor, they decided to create a new architecture within the existing one in order to avoid changes that could not be undone later. They made no effort to be trendy. Instead, they were inspired by the building, but without creating a period atmosphere with museum-like rooms. One room was decorated reminiscent of the 1940s Art Deco style, when the first clean style had become softer and more decorative.Marc Vergauwe and Jan Rosseel first saw the Hotel Verhaegen in March 2004 and fell in love with it. In December 2004, they finally bought it from the family Verhaegen and started to restore the house. It took them three months just to put in the new electricity and water supply. At the end of June 2005 they moved furniture from their previous home to Hotel Verhaegen and, by June 2005, they opened their first guestroom.

The façade of Hotel Verhaegen from 1828 by night. Photos © Jan Rosseel / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.
Details make the difference.
I remember an excellent Santos high-speed orange juice, a selection of Mariage-Frères teas, Floris amenities in the bathroom, Roberts design radios and sharp flat TVs in all guestrooms. All rooms have their original 18th century fireplaces. My bedroom in the Paola Room gas has a red bed à la polonaise, decorative boxes, a Buddha statue and many more decorative and design objects. The interior decorators Marc Vergauwe and Jan Rosseel have created an eclectic, but tasteful mix, making you feel at home. Old and new harmoniously coexist. The house may be from the 18th century, but you can enjoy a high-speed internet connection in your room.

View of the sitting area with the “Pasta” poster by the French artist Razzia in the Paola Room. The room I stayed in is named in honor of the present day Queen of Belgium who, as a young Italian princess, slept here when visiting the Baroness Verhaegen, herself by birth a Swedish princess who lived in the Hôtel Verhaegen until 2004. Photos © Sarah van Hove / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.
The breakfast salon. I remember an excellent Santos high-speed orange juice. Photos © Sarah van Hove / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.
The bedroom in the Italian Room. Photo © Sarah van Hove / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.
The history and art of Hotel Verhaegen.
The main activity of Marc Vergauwe and Jan Rosseel is their interior design studio Neoo selon Neo, created in 1990. They work on new buildings and help with renovations and redecorations worldwide. Marc's working room on the ground floor dates back to the 1770s, with a mix of late Louis XVI baroque and Empire classicism style decoration, with white plaster and gold, as well as ornamental leaves with a Classicist Greek touch. The Chinese wallpapers (chinoiserie) known from old photographs were destroyed probably in the early 20th century. They depicted the daily life of the Chinese. On top of the plasterwork above the chimney one can admire a dog representing truthfulness and a lion representing courage, both standing aside a puto representing wealth and opulence. The candelabras above the chimney with motifs copied from Pompeii are a sign of the classicist influence.In the working room of Jan you can admire a chinoiserie from the 18th century pasted onto a linen frame. They are painted with insects, cranes, partridges, peacocks, pheasants, flowers and trees. In the 18th century you had to pay your goods from Asia in advance and take the risk that the ship controlled by the Ostend Company, which controlled the Flemish trade in luxury goods from 1723 onwards, could sink on its sailing trip from China to Europe.These two salons de passage are complemented by two bigger salons, which face the present day French-style interior garden with symmetric parterres of box hedges, which was only created in the early 20th century by the Verhaegen family, is now already a listed monument itself. All four salons are still equipped with the original chimneys.

The living room salon with an Yves Klein sculpture on the table. Photo © Jan Rosseel / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.
The grand salon on the very right of the entrance is decorated with three smaller supraportas canvases depicting the four seasons, the four elements and the four hours of the day. The commission by Antoine-Bernard Triest was painted in the style of François Boucher (1703-1770), inspired by engravings of Jacob de Wit (1698-1754) and executed by the painter from Ghent Pieter Norbert van Reijsschoot (1738-1795). A few years later, Antoine-Bernard Triest commissioned the same artist to create five impressive canvases for the adjacent dining room. They portray fishermen, peasants and shepherds in idyllic genre scenes, inspired by paintings of David Teniers the Younger (1610-1690) and other Flemish painters. According to Marc, remarkable and unusual for the time are the high skies painted by Pieter van Reijsschoot, filling two-thirds of the canvases with clouds. In this salon, Marc Vergauwe and Jan Rosseel made sure that the wall and wooden doors were restored in the original blue tone of the 18th century.

Detail of the bathroom in the Chambre des amoureux with a 19th century Afghan camel hair coat placed above the bathtub. My favorite object in this “room for lovers” is the 1993 iron sculpture representing an elk by Henri Terres, placed on the mantlepiece in the bedroom. The calm Paola Room is situated on the first floor, facing the dépendance building and offering a partial view of the interior garden. Photo © Sarah van Hove / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.

View from the bedroom towards the living room in the suite. Photos © Sarah van Hove / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.
The French-style garden - created in the first half of the 20th century - with the dépendance in the background. Photo © Jan Rosseel / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.The kitchen was in the side-building in order to avoid the destruction of the entire hôtel in case of a fire. The dépendance opposite the present day garden also served once as the glassworks atelier of Arthur Verhaegen (1847-1917), who lived and worked here all year long. The newer part of the building on the right was once a chapel. The owner Antoine-Bernard Triest bought the existing house in 1766 and started to remodel it in 1768 in the latest fashion of the day to create the mansion as we know it today. It served as the winter residence of the family.In 1768, Antoine-Bernard Triest, descendant of the well-known bishop, redesigned the elevations and commissioned the Rococo architect David 't Kindt (1699-1770) to modify the front and the back of the hôtel. In 1828, his widow, Eleanore Philippe de Cronbrugghe opted for a front façade in the Palladian style, known as Empire in Belgium.

The French-style garden - created in the first half of the 20th century - with the dépendance in the background. Photo © Jan Rosseel / Hotel Verhaegen, Ghent.


Among the later otable owners of the hôtel particulier was the mayor of Ghent, Minne-Barth. After a series of successions, the house was bought by Jules Clément Lammens in 1882. By a wedding, it passed to the Verhaegen family.In 1872, the engineer, architect, designer, writer and politician Baron Arthur Verhaegen married one of the two daughters of Jules Lammers; the other daughter became a nun. He was a grandson of Pierre-Théodore Verhaegen (1796-1862), a lawyer, liberal politician, free and founder of the Université Libre de Bruxelles.As an architect, the pious Arthur Verhaegen worked in the Belgian Gothic Revival style. He built schools and public housing for the poor. Among his works are the brick buildings near Hotel Verhaegen, e.g. St. Lucas, the present day artistic middle and high school.
Arthur Verhaegen religious glassworks (vitraux) were made in workshops in Bethune. In the atelier in the garden building at Hotel Verhaegen, he had his design atelier. According to Marc Vergauwe, Arthur Verhaegen made the vitraux for the Cathedral of Antwerp, Chloister Poortakere near Hotel Verhaegen, at present itself a modest hotel as well as many other places including the cities of Paris and Rome. Arthur Verhaegen stopped producing glass when his leading employee established his own atelier.As a Catholic-Conservative politician, Baron Arthur Verhaegen was one of the founders of the Belgian Christian Democratic movement. He created the Christian Labour Movement in Flanders (Association Ouvrière Anti-Socialiste), the Ligue Démocratique Belge and the Catholic daily Het Volk. In ancient times, what later became Hotel Verhaegen stood just outside the city walls. Therefore, wood for the construction in the city was stored here. The Wellinck Strad (Citadel Street), one of the three streets surrounding Hotel Verhaegen, has some Medieval houses of former craftsmen.In short, instead of a dead museum, Hotel Verhaegen is a showroom inhabited by the owners as well as a handful of privileged guests, who sometimes become clients of the designers.
Literature and sources for this article

Fredericq-Lilar, Marie: Gent in de 18de EEUW. De schilders van Reijsschoot. 1992, 271 p. Maeyer, Jan De: Arthur Verhaegen 1847-1917. De rode baron. KADOC-Studies 18, Leuven, 1994, 696 p.Swimberghe, Piet and Jan Verlinde: Flanders: The Art of Living, 1994, 231 p.Verhaegen, Arthur: Verdediging van het paternalisme, 1871.Verhaegen, Arthur: Vingt-cinq années d'action sociale. Préface d'Albert de Mun, Bruxelles, Albert Dewit, “Bibliothèque de la revue sociale catholique”, ca. 1911, 369 p.

My first article, I hope there will be many others and that i make some people happy.

David,

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Up quite early to get ready for my little trip away.. but made time to do my last email download before going.....

Went to the station for about midday and caught the train to Scarborough, changed at Seamer and caught the Bridlington train, arriving about 2pm.

Got to Flamborough for 3 and settled in to the tiny cottage for my mini-break/retreat/holiday or whatever it's labelled. Time for reflection and writing, and deleting emails!

Distance: 8.8 miles RT
Elevation: 8,312-10,283 ft
Elevation Gain: 2,146 ft (cumulative), 1,971 ft (net)


Sandbeach Lake just where the trail comes out


Sandbeach Lake is lovely fall hike that meanders through juvenile aspen groves and along a ridge overlooking the golden marshes of the St. Vrain Valley. Its destination, Sandbeach Lake, is also embraced by shrubbery along its banks that reflect the season in greens, golds, and reds.



Fall color in the St. Vrain Valley




Fall color on the trail. I purposely blurred the image a bit to evoke the mood.




A meadow along the way


The lake sits below Mt. Meeker, which dominates the skyline. Now I know how the ant feels when looking up at a lumbering Texas Longhorn. Sandbeach is aptly named because it is bordered on two sides by wide, sink your toes in, sand beaches. The sand is actually a remnant of Glacier that carved out the north side of Meeker and it covers much of the area. Local residents have to battle it when digging any sort of hole.



Standing on the shore and looking up at Mt. Meeker





The lake looking south





A close up of the Meeker Massive





Zooming in on the crags


The other unique thing about Sandbeach is that it exists in a broad sub-alpine valley, which is reminiscent of lakes in the Sierras. There is a sense of airiness you don’t get from most of Colorado’s starker alpine tarns. This is place you will want to linger, set up camp, open a bookstore, drink freshly picked Chamomile tea.



Pine cones by the lake


At over 2,000 ft elevation gain, this trail is not for couch potatoes, but for anyone used to hiking it will be fairly easy. There are steep, rocky sections but also frequent flat transects that enable the hiker to catch his breath.



Color on the way back


While in the trees most of the time, there are views of the St. Vrain Valley, interesting rock formations, boulder fields (again left over from the glacier), stream crossings, as well as intimate meadows and aspen groves. Given all its pleasures, and the serenity of its destination, I am surprised that it is one of the lesser-known hikes within Rocky Mountain National Park’s Wild Basin area. Not necessarily a bad thing for us locals who cringe at the teeming hordes that descends upon Bear Lake every summer.



Another view of the St. Vrain valley


So, fill your thermos with apple cider, pack up some pumpkin pie, and wallow in Autumn on the Sandbeach trail.



You can really see the steeping of the St. Vrain Canyon in the distance

I took my little boy into school... he carried his own schoolbag instead of it just going in my trailer, to 'prove' that he could do it, so if one or other adult cannot carry it because bike basket or cycle trailer is full, he knows that he can carry the bag and cycle at the same time.

At about 9.30 I set off St Nicks for the second day teaching the kiddies from the Harrogate school, and popped into Bob's to give him the final cheque to pay him for stuff he spent for the Green Festival. The Harrogate kids arrived soon after 10 and John and I worked as a team, well a double act, Saint John and John the Rotter.

So whilst John took one group I did the rubbish game and half-card game, then we swapped and he took my first group to the EcoDepot to see the straw bales, big wind turbine and acres of solar panels...

The two groups ate lunch separately and I did the post-lunch waste activity with them, showing them how much of their packaging could be recycled, reused, composted or landfilled. After a play on the play area (swings, climbing equipment etc) I did a 25 minute composting and worms info/demo whilst John did something on climate change.... then we swapped over, finishing at 2pm.

I came straight home and started to get ready for going away tomorrow, when I'm off to Flamborough to go on a retreat, where I'm hoping to do a lot of writing and not much blogging!

However, as I'm away this weekend with no guaranteed internet access, I wrote my paid blog, on my take on the Credit Crunch, as well as doing a lot of washing up so I don't leave a huge pile of it for Gill to do...

I took our youngest into school and Gill had a lie-in whilst I lit the stove, did the washing up, wrote invoices and emails and when Gill awoke, I took bathwater up for her.
Tried to get my column finished but had so many phone calls including one from Kate Lock who was going to give a talk at the Food Festival this afternoon but cannot do it now and has asked me to do it... she was going to promote her book 'Confessions of an Eco Shopper' but her daughter had been sent home from school unwell, so she couldn't do the talk.

Well, I did it! I picked up Kate's veg bag and her notes which she'd prepared to guide her through her talk, plus her home-made beauty products, and went to the York Rotters stall which was supplying a cut-out compost bin, bokashi bins, compost caddies and compost info fridge magnets from WRAP. By 3pm there were about 10 people wanting to hear the talk and as I was doing it, others arrived. Also, a lady representing Swale Organics came, bearing a Swale Organics veg box so I included that into the talk. Kate gets a veg box from Goosemoorganics and they'd supplied a £10 sack of veg for display, so I included that in my talk too. One of the things about a veg box is that it produces less packaging waste and Kate had collected a bag of packaging from Tesco where she had bought the equivalent veg to the £10 Goosemoorganics bag, which has minimal packaging, and most of it is compostable at that.... I finished the talk with a piece on composting, bokashi, wormeries and the help that York Rotters offers to would-be composters and existing compsters to encourage them to compost more...

I delivered the bag of veg to the Peaseholme Centre for the homeless as asked, delivered Kate's bag of packaging and her home-made beauty products back to her, and cycled home via Country Fresh and picked up two boxes of compostables from them.

Gill had created tea... home grown potatoes and cauliflower cheese, and a slice of bread. Simple but good. At 7 our babysitter Sarah arrived and we went to the Secondary School Cheese and Wine Reception to meet the teachers and other parents. Home soon after 9, boys had been exceptionally well behaved and Sarah had had an easy time. I gave her a copy of Kate's book as she refused payment in cash.

Finished my column, emailed it in. Watched 'Easy Rider', one of my favourite films....

I took our youngest to school and came back in good time to get myself ready to go to work in Harrogate, for their CarFreeDay activities.

I got the 10.11 train and was met in Harrogate by a camera operator from BBC Look North who wanted to get some footage of me advertising the event. So we walked to the St Peter's Church and I got changed into Professor Fiddlesticks and went outside to unicycle around and invite people into St Peter's to see the exhibition materials from Sustrans, the Christian Ecology Network , FoE and others.

As I finished doing the unicycling around, the group toddle arrived... actually a group of about 10 mums with pre-school kids in push chairs and buggies. I don't know where they'd walked from, but they were the sort of 'customer' who might usually go places by car. I was expecting a school group to entertain but it turned out that the youngsters were these pre-schoolers! So I did a half-hour show aimed at the mums, Vicar and his helpers, and the CarFreeDay volunteers... which seemed to go well.

Then Yvonne invited me to come to lunch... which I wasn't expecting. We went to a mock-French place and the service was slow and several people didn't get what they asked for. I had a tomato soup and baguette 'pizza'. Thanks to Malcolm Margolis for this. At least the long wait allowed us to chat!

Back to St Peters where the displays were starting to be taken down, and I chatted to a nice couple called Rachel and Dan, with a cute baby, and an enthusiastic chap called Lee and his friend Adrian...

I went to get the 3.05 train but missed it by 3 minutes so read my NewScientist and got home before 5. On the Leeds 'Look North' there was a brief mention of Professor Fiddlesticks, see
http://www.bbc.co.uk/mediaselector/ondemand/england/realmedia/looknorthyorkslincs/looknorth?bgc=C0C0C0&nbram=1&lang=en&nbwm=1&bbram=1&ms3=6&ms_javascript=true&bbcws=1&size=16x9&bbwm=1#
It's about 3 minutes 20 seconds in...

Later in the evening I got a call from a friend/neighbour who had a bust-up with her 17 yr old daughter and she'd locked her out of the house, partly as the daughter had some large chaps with her and Mum was not feeling safe. I negotiated that the daughter came in, got her overnight stuff and rang one of her brothers who said he'd let her sleep over for a night. I stayed in the house whilst the daughter got her stuff together and left. Happy families eh?

Nearly finished my column on Electrics and Gadgets, but it's too long so will edit it down tomorrow.


1.5 miles into the park looking at the front range.

Dusk has become my favorite time to take the dogs to the Westminster off-leash Dog Park on Simms. This 420 acre open space has fantastic views of the Boulder Flatirons and Stanley Lake. Without a tree in sight, it is big-sky expansive. There are still seven species of flowers blooming despite the September chill.



The sun sinks lower as I head back



My only flow picture that turned out



Completion of the walk and a glorious sunset taken from the parking lot.

I took our youngest into school... I'm impressed with his road sense.

At about 9.30 I went to St Nicks (See their new website!) to help them with a group of 36 primary school children who have booked an 'eco day' with them. John had asked me to come today and Friday, two days work... paid and something I like doing, helping people understand about waste and recycling, composting and re-use.

So I was there from before 10 but the school party didn't arrive til nearly 10.30. They were given a brief intro to the centre from John ('Saint John') and then I took half the group as 'John the Rotter' and we discussed composting whilst John did something with the other half inside. We then swapped over and I had the other half for another 30 minutes. They loved the wormery and asked some great questions! Then it was lunch (in two halves again, the non-lunching half going to the play area) swiftly followed by a 'sort your waste' game. Then I had half the group for a re-use/recycle/dump game and a matching card-halves game..... then the second half for the same, whilst John took the other group to the Council's 'Eco Depot', which is the largest straw bale building in Eurpoe and has loads of PV panels, rainwater lorry wash facilities and now, a large wind turbine.

So, we were finished by 2.15 and I came home with a cycle trailer load of chunky branches which I saved from going through the hired shredder a few weeks ago, and have been donated to me.

I went to school to pick up my little one and came home tired, but needing to get on with my column which has to be in by the end of the week.

However, I had a phone call from BBC Radio York who wanted to interview me about tomorrow's Harrogate Car Free Day so I agreed to cycle down to the studio and chat to Gemma. When I got there, via my GP surgery to give in a repeat prescription request, she wanted to do two interviews, one on Car Free Day and one on York in Transition's eco building walk on 28th September. I obliged.

On the way back I went to Sainsburys to get Marmite and Ribena, and succumbed to one of their superb multi-seed loaves, which are delicious although expensive.

I cooked some fresh spaghetti and an onion/tomato topping for Gill and myself, and she made a microwaved cake to create a trifle using home grown raspberries, blackberries and a tin of 'summer fruits' I found in a skip. Delicious!

Later in the evening, watched Griff Rhys Jones on Anger which was very interesting since all three males in this house have some degree of it. I hope the second programme offers a few solutions! I wonder if they'll visit an AVP workshop or a graduate of one? I recorded the programme but I think it has too much swearing to show it to our eldest child. Pity.

I took our youngest to school. I came back to have an interesting discussion with Gill about blogging, and then we were both invited to have a coffee with our friend and neighbour Maria, and some of the conversation continued there and Maria was able to put some of the issues into perspective which was good, and the chat helped us both.

Lunch with Gill and then down to the station to pick up a visitor from London who is up in this area because of business, but had booked to see YorkLETS members to offer us some software which should help us run the system quite a lot better. We walked through York, stopping for a coffee at El Piano, and then walked on to St Nicks as I had to have a chat to John about tomorrow's work I have there, with a bunch of school children who are visiting on an 'Eco Day'. I'm working 10 til 2 and we had to talk through what was needed re times and activities.

Then back home for a few minutes before walking round to Ben's to have a look through the software. We were impressed and will be debating the situation at the next Core Group meeting.
Our visitor had a bite to eat with me and Gill and then headed back down south, getting a lift to the station with Ben who drove down to collect his partner Jill.

Got a lovely email from a supportive friend regarding the turbulent times we've had this weekend. How good it is to have friends like we've got. Life would be much tougher without them.

Enjoyed watching Bruce Parry in the Amazon, despite all the puking. Started writing column on electrical stuff and gadgets but got distracted looking at energy websites and similar.

Knowth and Newgrange rival Stonehenge in their mythical aura of otherworldliness. It is partly their age, which at over 5000 years to hard to grasp for us history deprived Americans but it is also the stability and intricacy of their construction. Their stone carvings, which demonstrate a profoundly advanced knowledge of the lunar cycles, are humbling considering that the average man on the street probably still believes the moon is made of cheese. You can’t help but stand before these structures and not feel awed by the accomplishments of man before the cell phone, before the working of iron, and before the advent of Microsoft Project.

These tombs are an easy bus ride north from Dublin and should be on everyone’s must do list. The visitor’s center at Bru na boinne is world class and comes with a nice cafeteria for the inevitable hunger attack. Since it was positively freezing the day I went, access to warmth and tea was a lifesaver.

Knowth

Kerbed stone. I accentuated the contrast and exposure to bring out the carvings.

Knowth consists of a large mound surrounded by 18 smaller mounds. The large mound’s base is surrounded by large carved kerbed stones while their top is verdant grass that hangs down the mushroom shaped mound like thatch in a Tolkien fantasy. The top of the mound has hosted a church, a village, and even a small fortification, as it lay buried through the ages. It was just a high point on an otherwise flat plane. There are two passages into the tomb, one from either end.

My father looking at a Kerbed stone


Newgrange is architecturally more impressive than Knowth, but a lot that is due to a modern reconstruction effort. You cannot wander at your leisure but must be led into the center of the mound by a guide. Photography is prohibited. The mound itself covers an entire acre and the front contains a dramatic white quartz façade that must have been visible for several miles. On the winter solstice, the sun enters the large rock chamber illuminating the megalithic stone and carvings for just 17 minutes. Standing in that chamber is almost frightening. The weight of stone surrounding you is oppressive and yet it has stood since its construction in 3200 BC. I would like to transport a few of their quality engineers to the future. It may have taken at least 300 people over 20 years to complete the mound. The entrance stone with its circular carvings is also impressive. You don’t pick up a stone that size and toss it in your wagon (if they even had wagons during that era).

Newgrange from the side


If you are on a trip to Dublin, be sure to add Knowth and Newgrange to your list. Its profound antiquity will hammer home the insignificance of the human life while elevating the meaning of humanity.

The front of Newgrange


Other posts from my trip to Ireland:

Woken by my youngest child obviously being beaten by my eldest.

Came down to find Gill sitting on top of the eldest to stop him attacking the youngest, and complete chaos. This was all to do with homework and the boy's resistance to doing it. When he had calmed somewhat, Gill let him go and he went upstairs to scream a lot and break things, this being normal in our household.

After a few minutes he came in whilst I was eating my cereal and Gill was sitting crying on the couch, and he said he was sorry. I responded that his apology did not undo what he had done and he went ballistic and attacked me, my cereal bowl got kicked out of my hands and the contents went everywhere. In retrospect I should have just heard and accepted his apology despite my anger about his previous behaviour. I really have no idea how I should deal with an 11 year-old shouting abuse at me, telling me to 'shut up' if I try to talk to him about anything which he construes as criticism, and hitting my wife and younger child.

We are seriously considering sending him to boarding school as we cannot cope at home. He threatens to run away and sometimes we wish he would as then we might get the help we need.
What do we do?

Well, the question resulted in several responses, a couple positive or sympathetic, one quite dismissive. But the afternoon went well and things were calm, despite there being homework around. We've found that 10 minute bursts are best.

Later on in the afternoon I had a visit from my friend Lorna and we went for a meal... just a pizza and salad, and then a walk down to the Millennium Bridge and up through Walmgate Stray where I showed her my allotment. Got back soon after 8pm and I wrote my paid blog on Car Free Day and anger. See http://www.communitycare.co.uk/blogs/green-living/

I publicly apologise to Gill and my family for again talking about family issues within this public domain. I shouldn't do it, and should try to limit it to my life and my attempts to be 'low carbon'. I do find this difficult though after over 20 years diary/journal writing and my very open nature. But in future I will try to limit what I put as I have upset Gill by being so public.
I am sorry and will try harder.

A Fiddlesticks work day, cycled to Selby to do a gig for my friend Mark, who attends a church called St James, and the gig was an outreach fun day ('Fun-B-Que') organised by
The Edge Project. Everything was free... food, bouncy castle, face painting, 'gospel magician', band, me, and more. I got there at 11.20 after a good cycle down the York to Selby cycle path (Route 65) including getting a 'tow' (cycling in the slipstream) from a couple on a brand new tandem, on a day out from Tockwith.

The 'Fun B Que' was from 12 til 3 and was a lovely event, which I enjoyed adding to, and the weather was perfect! I very much enjoyed my cycle back, and was delighted to meet my friend Lorna within a group of about 10 cyclists on a try-out round trip. Lorna's twin lives close to York and is a very keen cyclist, so she was there with her husband on recumbents. The editor of Velovision magazine (Peter Eland) had supplied some of the bikes, so we stopped at his house briefly before going over the Millenium Bridge. I parted from Lorna and company near the University as they had parked a mile away in the Heworth area.

So I came home with a smile. I had some soup for tea and chopped a few logs, bagged up some leafmould as it's that time of year again to empty last year's leafmould container to refill it soon.

Restful evening.

I took our youngest into school and was told that there was to be a Green Thumbs assembly to show the children the produce as it looked really good and the growers were so proud of it.

However it was going to be at 10.15 so I deliberated whether to go or not. Had a chat with Mrs P the headteacher about a composting message but she said this would complicate the assembly, so no composting message. I decided to do something practical at home instead.

I have recently built a new logpile to the left of the door (looking out) and I was filling the logbasket with logs from the top of the other side's stack, and disturbed a beautiful ichneumon wasp which was just laying an egg deep into the wood, presumably in a woodboring beetle or some other grub. The ovipositor was about the same length of its body and antennae, and it had beautiful reddish yellow legs, could have been Lampronata setosas which parasitises Goat Moths. It withdrew it's ovipositor and proceeded to walk around the log, gently touching the surface with its antennae and putting them into cracks and insect holes, smelling for prey to lay an egg on/in. Gill and I watched it for 10 minutes or so, it was absolutely exquisite! I couldn't now burn this log, as it had an ichneumon egg growing in a grub within... so I decided to put this one with several others under a hedge, as a 'wildlife refuge'. I found a good image on the internet and tried to download it but the resolution was poor... so I emailed the owner of the website, Kim, and he said I could use a better quality image. His site has some fantastic images, well worth a look! see:http://www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/ Thanks to them for this image! This is the first image I've been able to add to my blog, hope readers like it!!!

I had a busy afternoon, several visits including a Rotters visit to a Dutchman wanting advice about his 'dalek', an easy visit. Came home and got together 10 paper bags of dried fruit prizes for the York in Transition Quiz which Anna Semlyen and I have been preparing for. I cycled down to the Friends Meeting House at about 6.30 and when I got there, Anna had just got the room sorted out with five tables, each with 3 chairs, 3 sheets of paper and 3 pens. By 7pm, the advertised start time, we had got 15 bums on 15 seats... how lucky was that? Anna and I read out alternate questions, we had done quite different styles of question and on different 'green' issues. It was really good to hear the discussions on the tables (each table being one team) and the questions obviously caused much thought. I think a green quiz is an excellent way to present 'Transition' information... Anna had got some prizes from The Co-op and I had brought my dried fruit, so everybody got something. Most enjoyable! I can send enquirers a list of my questions (and answers!) if there are other green groups wanting to have a quiz as part of an awareness-raising event.

A less then easy evening followed, as had agreed to have a skype conversation with a friend and we don't see 'eye to eye' with everything. But it is an interesting friendship and I am always 'up for' learning and new experiences...


View of the bay from atop the Seattle Space Needle

I spent a late afternoon hitting two of the major tourist attractions, Pike's Market and the Space Needle. I was bored with the first and pleasantly surprised by the second.


Fish in Pikes' Market

Pikes' is a flea market with fish. If you like tie-dyed shirts, incense and other paraphernalia that should have died in the 60's you will find the wares more appealing. Even the fish was not terribly interesting if you have ever seen one before. If I had a kitchen I might have been more enthused about wandering through the bins of ice looking for the perfect catch. There were large bouquets of flowers and stalls of spices and jams, neither of which were on my shopping list. I ended up walking briskly through without much interest.


Flowers at Pikes'

The Space Needle is an icon of Seattle, adding some unique architecture to an otherwise typical modern skyline. You may have heard that the needle was built as the center peace for the 1962 World’s Fair whose theme was the 21st Century. It costs $16 ($12 military) to up in the needle, which makes it a pricey tourist attraction. I was prepared to freak out by the height and under whelmed by the experience. Neither expectation panned out. While the elevator was a bit disconcerting since it outside the structures, there was a nice solid back wall I could cling too and the ride was blissfully short. Upon arrival, the tourist is dumped into a large restaurant that is safely cocooned away from the open air by nice plat glass windows. There are fat pills and coffee/beer to choose from and cocktail tables to linger at. After surviving the trip up, I was not about to stay indoors, however, and ventured out onto the weather deck. This too was less frightening because there was a nice waist high metal barrier and an eye height plastic shield minimized the vertigo. I was a little nervous about shoving my friend’s small camera through the wires above this plastic to take pictures but that was fear for the camera, and not fear for myself.


Space Needle

I tuned into a tour that was taking place outside and learned a couple of interesting points about Seattle. First, there is one boat for every 4 people in Seattle and you can drive your boat up to Husky’s stadium.

The view from the Needle is well worth the ticket particularly for those of us used to broad vistas. I could see Mt. Baker to the north, which the tour guide indicated was a rare event. Mt. Baker is usually visible only 50 days per year. Alas, Mt. Rainier was not visible through the haze and smog. I talked to my father last night and he said there was large wildfire to the south near Mt. Hood, which was significantly degrading the air quality. Still, I know it is a good day when Mt. Rainier is visible.


Downtown Seattle viewed from the Space Needle

Downtown Seattle is very majestic when viewed from the Needle. It is quite cliché, but you really could reach out and touch them. I also enjoyed looking out the bay towards the San Juan Mountains. I think I could watch the ferries travel back and forth all day. I love ships and wandered up to a grain shipping facility where a large tanker was moored. I do wish I had time to get out on the water. I assume I just need three other people and a boat would mysteriously appear.


Lake Union, north of Seattle, viewed from the Space Needle. Mt. Baker is barely visible in the upper left.

I am not an urban gal though and find I get tired of buildings and car noise very quickly. I want to hike around Rainier, I want to cruise the San Juans, and I want to kayak with the sea birds. Seattle seems to have a very large and imposing homeless population that limits one’s desire to wander aimlessly through every nook and cranny. We certainly have a homeless population in Boulder but in most areas they blend in with the University students are therefore less visible. If you feel like I do, spend one day in the city and get out to enjoy some of Washington’s world-class wild spaces.

I took our youngest to school. Was quite moved by the sight of a tree in the schoolyard with literally hundreds of Orb Web Spiders' webs, all visible because of the autumnal mist and the sun shining through. Several people had said they'd noticed the same phenomenon whilst walking down Windmill Lane.

When I got in, I spent most of the morning inside despite it being a lovely outside, because I had loads to do. I had to book a venue for the Hull Road Ward Planning Panel, and email the members to inform them I did a bit more prep for the quiz on Friday night. I sent an email to a potential facilitator for our visioning meeting. I discussed some work with John from St Nicks for next week. And washed up.

During the afternoon, what there was of it, I did spend a little time in the garden. But at 3 had to go to school and do the first Green Thumbs Gang meeting of the year. This was very exciting and rewarding, because it was harvest! We picked fennel, beetroot, onions, spring onions, garlic, spinach, and LOADS of potatoes. We also had a fairly quick tour of the garden looking at weeds, blight, green potatoes, bolted lettuces and more. An extremely satisfying hour.

I visited Country Fresh on the way home and came back with about 4 boxes of compostables and some bought produce including a couple of avocados as a treat. Spent quite a bit of time sorting out the compostables, layering them with shredded twigs and cardboard, but rescued a good pile of little leeks and some cauliflowers which aren't perfectly shaped... so that might make a good soup or stew for tomorrow... Prepared this lot much later in the evening on the woodstove.

A postcard lantern or its equivalent, for a simple substitute is quite easily devised, will often prove of use to the photographer for special work. It may be of great assistance, for example, when one desires to make a copy or an enlarged negative from a print, while at the same time introducing modifications, or blocking out unwanted portions.
Direct enlarging with a postcard lantern is not new, having in fact been suggested by A. E. Swoyer, in the "American Annual of Photography" for 1914. That writer, however, regarded the projected image as an end, whereas in the present article it is simply a means to an end or intermediate stage, while the method adopted is entirely distinct.
It will be seen, by reference to fig. 1, that the postcard lantern consists of a body, A, in the front of which is fitted the objective, B, while at the back is a hinged door, C, with grooves to hold the print, or sometimes a sliding carrier. A good source of illumination is two 30 c. p. or SO c. p. metal filament bulbs, D and E. The inside of the body U whitened, and it will be noted that the ides nearest the lamps are at such an angle as to reflect the light on the print. Two small interposed screens, or some similar arrangement, prevent direct rays reaching the lens. Cowled chimneys are usually fitted over the lamps, and due provision made for ventilation.

Postcard latern The most important item is the lens, which should be of fairly large aperture, owing to the loss of light by reflection, and should have a flat field. Cheap postcard lanterns often have objectives with so round a field that the holder has to be curved to get uniform definition. Such a lens is, of course, quite unsuitable for copying or enlarging. Many of these objectives are not even achromatic, and, on the whole, a proper photographic lens is Bach to be preferred, even to the best of them. The lens must be capable of covering a plate at least as large as the print to be projected and the lantern should have sufficient focal adjustment or extension to render a fairly small picture possible when required.
There will be needed, in addition to the lantern, an easel of the type shown in fig. 2. This consists of a frame, A, containing a
Postcard latern type
wheat of plain glaze, B, and supported in a vertical position by a firm base and struts. To the frame A, is hinged a smaller frame, C, which, when closed and secured by a turn button, presses on the glass.
The print to be copied is inserted at the back of the lantern, and focused sharply to the desired size, on a sheet of tracing paper stretched taut between the two frames on the easel; or, if preferred, a piece of finely ground glass may be placed in the frame, A, instead of a plain piece, and the tracing paper dispensed with. If the second coarse is adopted, the ground aids) of the glass should be at the back of the easel.
The worker, standing or sitting behind the easel, now has it is power to modify the projected image considerably, by of pencil or stomp work on the ground glass or tracing and even the brash may be employed advantageously in cases. Since the image is a positive, there is no difficulty in exactly how the final result will appear. Cars, of course, have to be taken that the work matches the colour of the image.
The next step is to make a negative from the modified image, by setting up a camera, F (fig. 1), behind, and central to the easel, O, without moving or interfering with the lantern. Thus, the copy negative will contain all the introduced work as well as the essential characteristics of the original, and the result if all is well done, will be a considerable improvement. The negative may obviously be any required size, though preferably it should be smaller than the projected image, as this reduces the likelihood of grain showing.
It will be seen that this method affords a handy way of inserting a black background, by painting round the projected image with any suitable opaque; or of introducing accessories on an originally plain tight background; copying joined up prints an I combinations; adding skies to landscapes; and many other purposes.
One may also make enlarged modified negatives direct from prints, by working-op the projected image, as before described and then, having find covered the objective, placing a large plate in the frame behind the grand glass or tracing paper, the exposure being then given by uncovering the objective for an estimated time. In this case, the postcard lantern must evidently be light-trapped properly, which is not so necessary for copying with a camera; while a little extra space mast be left in the rebate of the easel frame to allow the insertion of the plate. Enlarging in this way softens the definition a little, and thus lends itself to artistic elects. There may also be an alight grain, bat with proper cars this should not be objectionable. Backed plates should invariably be used.
Since metal-filament lamps do not give out much heat, it in traits feasible, with an intelligent study of size and ventilation, to hint a simple wooden, lantern of the kind under discussion; or, with but a little adaptation, one or other of the various contrivances for ^Urging by reflected light without a condenser may be pressed into service.
To anticipate difficulties which may, perhaps, perplex some who are unfamiliar with postcard lanterns, it should be stated that the projected image is always laterally reversed. Viewed from the rear of the easel, however, there is no inversion, when explains why copying is done from the back, that also I fortunately the most convenient position.
A. LOCKETT.

Managed to stay asleep til after 9 which was good after a late and difficult evening sorting out, or trying to sort out something complicated last night.

However, still not feeling physically very well either, but did some sorting out in the conservatory, getting recyclables together to go next Tuesday.

Gill went to town but Oxfam was shut and she tried to get Euros from a Post Office, but the exchange rate was not what I expected. I thought one pound was about two Euros but it looks like it's about 1:1. Will do some research. I researched train and bus times for a trip later this month.

After lunch I cycled to The Winning Post pub to give in a £50 deposit to secure the function room for 5th October when York in Transition is showing the film The End of Suburbia with a discussion and social. On the way back I met a friendly tree surgeon with a load of spare logs which he was only too happy to drop off at my house, which was less than half a mile away.

So I then proceeded to chainsaw them into splittable rounds but due to the type of tree, they wouldn't split. The wood has lots of cross-links and stringy fibres making splitting with a maul virtually impossible. I got my hydraulic splitter out, which my neighbours prefer me to use as it's quieter than the axe or maul and log grenade, but it wasn't working very well. I'm wondering if the hydraulic oil needs replacing, after all it has had a lot of use. I rang Tony Castle, York's best tree surgeon (well, certainly one of the most knowledgeable and biddable!) and asked if he'd be able to replace my hydraulic oil.... for a price, to see if that made the machine work any better. He'll be able to collect it in the next few days and do it in his workshop.

Our youngest had tea with a friend and didn't come back til after 7, giving the eldest plenty of space for doing homework, which he is particularly resistant to. I had to go to a York in Transition meeting and when I came back Gill was in tears as there'd been a huge violent outburst about homework and she was at her wits end. I just held her but also have no answers. I went up to put the lights out. We cuddled on the sofa and watched crap on the telly and chatted. At midnight when she fell asleep, I went onto the computer to deal with emails and to try to find a facilitator for a visioning meeting. I had to deal with a very long badly written email which took well over an hour to wade through and reply to. I have told the sender that I prefer short, to the point and well constructed messages, short sentences, good punctuation and spelling, if possible. This makes the job of the reader so much easier and is just plain courteous and polite.

Bed therefore at 2.30am.

LANCASHIRE SOCIETY OF MASTER PHOTOGRAPHERS.

In connection with the exhibition by members to be held at the Art Gallery, Black pool, on May 27, 1919, the committee desire that specimens submitted should be sent uncounted and not framed. The response from members is very satisfactory, but there is ample room for several more photographs. Entries will be in time if received by the hon. secretary up to Monday, April 28.

PHOTO-MICROGRAPHIC SOCIETY.

The next ordinary meeting will be held on Wednesday, April 23, at 7 p.m., at King's College Bacteriological Laboratories, 62, Chandos Street, W.C., when F. Martin Duncan, F.R.M.S., F.R.P.S., will lecture on "The Preservation and Preparation of Microscopic Objects for Photomicrography." Visitors are invited and cards of invitation may be obtained on application to the Hon. Sec., J. G. Bradbury, 1, Hogarth Hill, Finchley Road, Hendon, and N. W. A.


PHOTOGRAPHER FLAME TESTS.

Describing the research now being undertaken by Professor H. B. Dixon in petrol substitutes, the "Times" mentions that an exceedingly interesting and ingenious device used by him is a camera of recording the "spread of the flame" in an explosion. It will take a hundred yards of film photograph a second, and as the film moves at right-angles to the motion of the flame and the lens reduces the image to one-twelfth of the original, it follows that the camera provides a means of analyzing a flame traveling at velocities up to 3,000 yards a second. This is an apparatus which Professor Dixon had perfected before undertaking the present investigations.

DEATH OF MADAME LALLIE CHARLES.

The death is announced of Madame Lallie Charles, for many years a well-known society photographer, having her studio and residence in the exclusive Mayfair thoroughfare of Curzon Street. There she conducted a business without any of the outdoor advertisement, in the shape of showcase or window, which evens the photographers of Bond Street, cannot bring them to forgo. Her customers were almost without exception women, and we believe her connection included not only a goodly proportion of London Society, but people of wealth and standing in South America. Some few years ago Madame Charles was the unsuccessful defendant in the lawsuit arising from the building of her Curzon Street studio, as the result of which, and also, so it is stated, of the war upon her business, she became financially embarrassed.

THE LATE ALFRED COREY.

We are extremely sorry to have news from New York of the death of Mr. Alfred S. Corey, technical editor of the "Motion Picture News." Mr. Corey was an enthusiastic student of progress in the fields of optics, colour photography and colour cinematography, and during the last few years we have owed to him the opportunity of publishing descriptions of technical advances, particularly in colour cinematography, in the United States which had come under his personal notice. His interest in the technical side of optics and photography was shown by the very valuable resumes of the literature of these subjects which he offered to readers of his paper. It was technical information of a kind which, we may guess, found exceedingly few readers in the American cinematograph industry. Mr. Corey was a large buyer of books from England, and we are asked to remind any booksellers or publishers before whom this notice may come that his affairs are in the hands of Mr. Allison, of Allison and Haddaway, 235, Fifth Avenue, New York, who is taking steps to discharge any of his liabilities.

CROYDON CAMERA CLUB.

Novelist and home-made apparatus were to the fore last week and despite a gloomy forecast by the secretary, the evening proved complete success. The most welcome novelty, possibly indirectly due to the splendid action of the Liverpool duckers consisted of the contents of a bottle labelled "whisky." which, divided amongst thirty to forty members, was sufficient to alleviate the feeling of resentment born of recent privations.
Mr. F. Ackroyd showed a Bunsen burner converted into gas fire-lighter. This is connected to the gas supply with a length of the familiar lexis’s metallic tubing with rubber connectors. Rubber gradually perishes on exposure to light and air and if the connectors are covered with adhesive black compounded tape (as used for insulating electrical joins) their life will be greatly prolonged. The same idea had occurred to other member, and they congratulated Mr. Ackroyd on his cleverness. Mr. Harpur pointed out that this flexible tubing frequently leaks, which can be prevented by winding round the tape throughout its length without any material lens in flexibility. "Hunt's tape" was alluded to as bring excellent. Mr. Ackroyd next (bowed a beer-warmer, which be said served the purpose of making tea in office hours. This was believed, as be is the antithesis of the beer warmer type. He remarked that the utensil bad a large hole in the bottom, yet had never leaked. Several references being made to "George Washing ton." are explained that as the bole in the metal gradually formed it lied up with a calcareous deposit. He then passed round the beer warmer, and those who bandied it noticed with considerable dissatisfaction a loose carbonaceous deposit on its outer wall. At this point Dr. Knott mistaking the office boy for a towel, a disturbance arose.
The Rev. Le Warne was the next star turn, and it can be said with esurience if be is as successful in converting erring humanity to better things as he is in converting apparatus to weird uses he must be a sky pilot of pristine quality. A handy retouching desk was shown improvised oat of studio dark-slide, and, like an ex-sinner, capable of backsliding at abort notice. The President. Mr. J. Keane then demonstrated the "Flying Corps" developing tank, a well designed and solidly contracted apparatus. It permits of the insertion of a thermometer into the developer without admission of light, a really valuable feature. Dr. F. Knott produced several unbreakable glass measures, which were severely tested by members and came through unscathed. Being composed of glass under tension when they do go only fine dust remains. To those whose halite is engendering feeling of uncertainty regarding the position and number of external objects, they should powerfully appeal.
Mr. V. Jobbing showed a home-made camera "with all projections flush with the front," a feature believed to be unique; also a folding walking-stick tripod. This and the camera illustrated skill in design and craftsmanship of the highest order. The shutter lad its release placed in front and therefore was actuated by pressure towards the body, an ideal way for minimizing any tendency to shake at the moment of exposure. Many others materially contributed to the interest of the evening.

EDINBURGH SOCIETY OF PROFESSIONAL PHOTOGRAPHERS.

The seventh meeting of the session took place on Monday, April 7, Mr. Young in the chair. A letter was read from Mr. Massie, hon. secretary of the Edinburgh Photographic Society, intimating that the proposed to invite the 1990 Scottish Salon to Edinburgh had been discarded owing to the unsettled conditions. He thanked the society for the interest which the members had taken in the matter.
Mr. Young then read a letter from Mr. Sutherland, secretary of the Edinburgh College of Art. Intimating that the society’s request for this formation of a retouching class had now been granted, on condition that Mr. Young should undertake the tuition personally. This Mr. Young intimated his willingness to do. The class would start in the autumn, and would be held twice weekly, from seven to nine in this evening. Mr. Campbell Harper expressed the society's indebtedness to the president for the manner in which he had pulled this matter through.
Mr. Young then brought up the question of the apprentice. He said that it was now time for the society to formulate a scheme of some definite nature. Letter after letter was being published in the "British Journal" on this question, and, in fact, since he had mentioned the theme in his October address, hardly a week had passed without some contribution of this nature. The P. P.A. merely groped around the subject. The first thing which the photographer could do for his assistant Mr. Young continued, was to see that he received a proper training, and the beginning of that was an apprenticeship. We lived in different times, and the old conditions no longer held good; and we must have some definite schema of modified apprenticeship. In two years' time, he pointed out, every assistant under eighteen yean of age would be compelled to attend classes during business hours, and the newly- arranged retouching class would then become a day class. He added that he would be glad to hear the views of the members on the object, and suggested that a committee be appointed to formulate a scheme.
Mr. Johnston pointed out that the public opinion of photography as a profession was anything but a high one, and hence the difficulty of obtaining boys suitable for apprentices Mr. Young thought that classes of various kinds would greatly help to alter this situation. Mr. Rush brook felt that this was a matter for all the photographers in Britain. It was pointed out, however, that the onus of making a start would devolve on some small body, and, a lead once given, the idea would spread. The great difficulty which all photographers experienced in giving an apprentice a good know-ledge of all the branches was discussed, and it was honed that by the growth in the number of technical sissies the master photographer would be relieved of much personal tuition. A committee, consisting of Messrs. Rush brook, Campbell Harper, and Johnston, was then appointed to consider the whole question and to make a report.
Mr. Johnston then made his report on behalf of the Exhibition Committee. He gave facts and figures regarding the New Gallery, Shandwirk Place. Three weeks would be necessary for the exhibition for the purposes of hanging, and the other two for the exhibition. The probable coat for this, including advertising, would be about 60. It was felt that it would be more dignified if the exhibition were not a competitive one, but a competitive class for assistants might be arranged. Mr. Young said that he was anxious to see this exhibition representative of all classes of photography. It was decided to bring the matter up for further discussion.
A scheme of co-operative advertising was then placed before the members, and the details explained. Some nine firms have so far expressed their willingness to enter into this scheme, which promises to be of great benefit to the profession in Edinburgh.

SOOTH LONDON PHOTOGRAPHIC SOCIETY.

At the annual general meeting on Monday, April 7, good progress was reported. The president, Mr. W. F. Slater, F.R.P.S., who has worked o hard for the benefit of the society for the past two years, it well-known figure in photographic circles, and it is with some considerable regret that the rules of the society only permit his occupying that position for the above-mentioned period. As demonstrator and lecturer his services have been much appreciated, and the members present expressed their appreciation. The secretary reported a very successful year's working, with an increase of 33 per cent, in membership. The hon. treasurer reported that the year's working showed a profit, which is gratifying, as the year had been commenced with a balance-sheet showing a slight loss.
The following officers were elected.-President, W. B. Ash mole; hon. secretary, Ernest W. Brooks; hon. treasurer, W. F. Slater, F.R.P.S., F.R.G.S.; hon. curator and librarian, L. J. Blake; hon. portfolio secretary, E. C. Perry; hon. excursion secretary, J. Pick-well; hon. lanterns, C. H. Manger; committee Messrs. Gideon Clark, H. Creighton Beckett. E. R. Bull, C. H. Oak den, Horace Wright. H. Richards, W. H. Howard, W. McEwen, E. W. Taylor, W. E. White, Arnold J. Burt, and E. Gorfin. The new syllabus is now ready, new members are required, and professional workers are invited to join, as this society already includes a good few members of the trade. A copy of the Handbook will be sent free upon application to E. W. Brooks, 4, Ferndale Road, S.W.4. The next meeting at the Central Library is fixed for 7.30 p.m., Wednesday, April 23, when Messrs. Kerotype, Limited, are giving a demonstration of their Kerotype paper.


Mt. Rainier with at 3.2 Mega Pixel camera through the airplane window.

I am currently in Seattle for a conference and happened to sit on the left side of the plane so that I had an incredible view of Mt. Rainier(14,410 ft), Seattle's patron saint. It has been a long time indeed since I set foot on Rainer and I certainly never tried to climb it back then but seeing it again, an immense monolith thrusting up from the sea, I am sorely tempted to climb it. I was on Rainier twice before, once with some Navy buddies during Seattle's Sea Fair, and once with my parents. On both occasions, we started in Paradise where the visitors center is. This area is known for its wildflowers and some of my favorite early photographs come from there. There is something utterly magical about Rainier. It dominates the senses and fills the hiker with a sense of power I have never felt on any mountain in Colorado. Perhaps it is because it last erupted 150 years ago. From the plane, the glaciers on the north side were clearly visible. As we cruised by on our decent into Seattle, I could see other peaks in the Cascade Range. Mt. Baker to the left with Mt. Hood in the distance, and Mt. Saint Helen in the haze.


Mt. Saint Helen through the haze

We are having a heat wave in Seattle, which is disconcerting indeed. I went for a run today along the waterfront and nearly roasted. Sometimes I wonder if the raininess of Seattle is a myth because every time I have visited the weather has been gorgeous. I am hear on business, so I won't get any where near Rainier this trip but seeing it again might just make me come back very soon.

I took our youngest into school as Gill had been up from 6.30 getting packed lunches together and the boys' bags, persuading them to get dressed, etc.

In the playground I had a chat with Mrs P. the headteacher, primarily about the four sacks of finished compost that I removed from the final compost bin where it had been all summer. I needed to know if it was OK to leave it with the other Green Thumbs stuff or whether there was a better position for it. The reason is that the school grounds are not secure in the evenings and youths often use the grounds, and if they were injured or harmed by the sacks of compost or their contents (!!!) they could possibly sue the school. Ridiculous I know, but that's the situation...

However, another very interesting situation has progressed over the summer. The Health and Safety Executive (and local Environmental Health) visited the Japanese Garden which was constructed last year. Regular readers will remember that as the old, tarry sleepers were being unloaded from the contractors lorry, I told the school that I was fairly sure that old railway sleepers were not meant to be used in Children's playgrounds or schools. The next day I gave a letter into the school with the details of the EU legislation (Directive 2001/90/EC) which states this. The contractor was either told or worked out that it was me who had done this and gave me loud publc death threats in the playground, which was most upsetting. The work continued, despite the warnings that I thought that it was illegal. (See also UK Statutory Instrument number 721)

So, the HSE sent a letter (which I haven't seen yet) telling the school that they would have to remove the smelly and possibly carcinogenic sleepers and replace them with untreated ones. However, their reason for this wasn't that it was against the law, but apparently because I had reported that my son was "made to eat his packed lunch off one of the sleepers by Mrs P." which is totally untrue. I had reported to the HSE person that my child was made to (or asked to) eat his packed lunch in the newly opened Japanese Garden and he that afternoon reported to us that the smell of the sleepers had made him feel sick and that's why he hadn't eaten his lunch. So the HSE people had got the story completely twisted up and wrong, and very unfairly blamed the situation on the Head. If I get a copy of the letter, I will write to the author/s and ask for a correction as this situation has given the Headteacher a lot of stress over the summer. The reason they should have given is that the work contravenes an EU Directive. I don't feel that good about it as I'm partly responsible, and I'm sure the head feels bad about it as she ignored my initial advice, before the sleepers were installed. However, I am glad the garden will be made fit for use, although I'm sorry that this will cost so much more than if the situation had been sorted right at the beginning.

In searching the net about information offered to members of the public, I found this site which is offering illegal advice to use treated sleepers in gardens as planting containers. http://www.railwaysleeper.com/railway%20sleeper%20treatments.htm I had an email discussion with one of the people at this site about the way it seems to suggest that it's ok to use treated sleepers as plant containers, and was assured that they communicate the facts of the legislation to all customers. However, I was still unhappy to see photos of raised beds growing vegetables made with creosoted railway sleepers on this website, when this is explicitly prohibited.
So my advice is to only use UNTREATED sleepers if you have any doubts as to the suitability of their purpose. They cost a bit more (ie they are not 'waste'!) but don't smell awful, leach carcinogenic chemicals onto skin or clothes, or run you the risk of being told to replace them.

I had a low-mood day as I've been feeling unwell, headache, tummy ache, tired. I went to bed for a while and haven't eaten much... Gill persuaded me to have a fried egg sandwich but I ate it without enthusiasm.

Slept well and Gill asked me to take our youngest to school as his bike was out of order, Gill had tried to sort out a new inner tube but the shop, Cycle Works, had sold her a tube that was way too thin/narrow for his chunky wheel/tyre.

Soon after I got back from school I set out for a house a bit further up Hull Road where our friend Beth is a gardener. She'd asked me to come and help dig out the compost heap so she could spread it as a mulch under the raspberries and roses. I dug out 11 barrows full and then started to turn a large heap into the vacated space. Whilst I was doing this, I was pulling on my fork to try to pull some material towards me, to make it easier to fork up and move, and I pulled the handle into my mouth by accident, splitting my top lip. I was initially worried that I'd knocked a tooth out but it was only my lip which was bleeding. After a glass of water and a two minute breather, I continued shifting the heap and justabout finished the job. Very satisfying work, pity about the accident.

Home via the bread shop and had a fairly restful afternoon before going down to school to collect our little one, who again got a lift on my bike to do the journey. When I got back I zoomed down to Cycle Heaven to sort out the inner-tube problem, and visited the Building Society to put in the cheque from the organisation which was being very slow in paying. I am so glad they've paid up as I really didn't want the hassle of taking them to court.