The “Mash Girl” haunts Barkley Cove and is suspected of murder.
It is chocka-block with different themes including love and friendship, science and religion.
Screen printing arrived in Europe in the 18th century, but it was slow to catch on as a fabric printing method owing to the high cost of silk mesh at the time. Once the Silk Road made imported silk more affordable, screen printing gradually became a popular way to print fabric. By the early 20thContinue reading “Introduction to Screen-Printing.”
History and Process Screen printing is one of the most popular printing methods we use to create custom designs, patterns, and logos on clothing. The process of Screen printing involves a fine mesh “screen” that is stretched around a frame. The areas that masked out on the screen are not printed. We used the photo-emulsionContinue reading “Introduction to Screen-Printing on Fabrics”
“Why don’t you take your birds to shows?” she asked me. Falconry is actually not displaying birds at shows. The obvious problem with falconry as a display is that these birds are trained to chase down and kill small things, often other birds. So, if James was actually to fly his best bird the firstContinue reading “Falconry in the Wind”
The land that Hartlebury Castle sits on was granted to the Bishop of Worcester by King Burghred in the late 9th century, although the foundations of the building that now stands here are believed to date back to the 13th century. Since the 12th century, it has been a centre of ecclesiastical and administrative powerContinue reading “Hartlebury Castle (The Bishop’s Palace)”
Dad’s dog Max Mad Max the Scarlet Fox, is not a fox but a Rough Spanish Collie dog. But, when he’s running towards you bounding out of the bushes you can be forgiven for thinking you were under attack by a beast of the forest. Mad Max can dance and roll over for a tummyContinue reading “Animal Prose Poem”
1 Love poem My butterfly life, never settling with the flower of a wife, I wonder if I am capable of true love or if I am cursed to wonder. How my arms ache to hold, how my lips burn to kiss But, I do not want a butterfly wife. I don’t want aContinue reading “A love Poem”
She describes herself like this… Foxglove Under willow tree and wild flower print Book unopened at Grandad’s feet Snuggled up, bundled up child. Dreaming of pine forests, deep lakes and a country over the sea. Safe in the cupboard under the stairs Siting on Clarks leather shoes And leaning against Granddad’s work jacket. SheContinue reading “My Poem”