Anyway, to cut a long story short, a jar of the raw organic hard-set honey was purchased and eventually came to be opened last Thursday. In retrospect, I did find it a little odd that there was no label and no seal on the lid. Even more surprising was that a large scoop had been taken out from the otherwise pristine jar of honey.
I don't suppose Winnie the Pooh would have minded too much as he appeared often to
be eating half consumed jars of honey, but Audrone was not at all happy, so she looked up the organisation on the Internet and wrote an e-mail (slightly tongue in cheek), asking if it was normal practice to sell second hand jars of honey at country fairs.About an hour later, Dr Roberts (not the same one as he 'who will make you fine' on the Beatles Revolver LP), rang to apologise and explain that he had indeed been expecting a call or e-mail since the jar that he had taken a large spoonful from, for tasting purposes before the stall op
ened, had disappeared while he was demonstrating bee handling!!Anyway, Dr Roberts kindly offered to replace the jar, dropping one around to us personally. So I asked him if he wouldn't mind dropping it off at the Post Office store in Brinklow as it would be easier for him than at the marina, and that we often stopped in there anyway. On Saturday, I dropped around to pick this up and duly found it had been left there.
All this silly shopping talk does have a point however, and this is it; when I picked up the small parcel (which included a letter and a bar of beeswax as well), the lady in charge of t
he Post Office (Louise Thornton) was most intrigued. It turns out that Ms Thornton also owns/manages the Brinklow delicatessen and is looking for a supplier of good local honey - much of the produce in her store is local and very good, especially the eggs.So I gave her what details I had and e-mailed her the rest, which means that hopefully, the Brinklow deli will have another fine product to add to their stock. This is typical of village life around here, I suppose.
On the subject of local produce, Steve from K2 the our next door neighbour informed me yesterday that our trip to Sutton Stop was not all that well timed, given that we missed the Beer Festival held at the Greyhound on the weekend. We didn't entirely miss the beer festival though, it was in full swing when we visited the Merchant's Hotel in Rugby town centre on the same weekend. http://www.merchantsinn.co.uk/ where we enjoyed some interesting ciders as well as one or two that I was tempted to pour into a plant pot had one been handy.
Neil and Ruth from Nerus (berthed behind K2, so also neighbours), returned from a week's trip to Banbury and gave us such a glowing report that we will be setting off ourselves on Thursday, heading for the same destination - maybe even as far as Oxford. Neil and Ruth certainly had the fine weather going for them, here's hoping that we get a good run ourselves.
Looks like bellringing will probably have to go by the board next Sunday, but we had a good session last Sunday, ringing for nearly the full half hour non stop. Only rounds and call changes, mind you, but we have to keep up good striking for the Sunday service.
Unfortunately, this entry has been delayed by the fact that the whole wireless Internet system that I use went on the blink yesterday and my hands were tied - must have spent hours on the phone to Vodafone trying to sort it, but suspect my own hand in it's downfall by leaving the dongle out in yesterdays wind and rain. Thought I'd sealed all the places where moisture can get in, but I'm not sure. Anyway, it seems to be working today, but I will take it down to the shop in Rugby to have it checked out this afternoon.
The sun is out again (sort of) and yellow seems to be the predominant flowering colour again at the marina, even though the daffodils have gone.
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