Rosa I just re read your post. I visited Malvern a very long time ago and those hills are just stunning. When you can wake up every day to a view like that you can count yourself very lucky indeed. When you're young these things don't matter but a bit of life experience makes a huge difference to your take on life. As I mentioned, I've done a lot of hillwalking and no amount of money or possessions can replace fine views. Is there anything finer than sitting in your garden on a warm day admiring a great view and listening to the birds singing?
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I sense a bit of flag waving coming on! I think we're lucky to have so much history here in Britain- whichever part we live in. Was never interested when I went to school but find it fascinating now. Age again! Anyway - must go and get some exercise then make soup. Another simple pleasure. Adios and ciao til later! I'll think of something to rant about while I'm out.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Lizzie, we are lucky to live where we do, the seashore is minutes away in one direction and only thirty minutes the other, Whitby 50 minutes over rolling hills and moors. The other way or West Darlington 20 minutes then rolling Dales Teasdale views out to the Pennines, North, it is woodlands more dales and on up to Northumberland who could wish for more. Well Fairy girl in my many visits to Scotland, Army and Holiday I had never made it to John O Groats so when my Daughter said they were taking me on holiday where did I want to go (expecting me to say the continent) they got a shock when I told them. They had to admit it was a wonderful holiday staying in Inverness and touring then on the banks of Loch Lomond via Fort William and Ben Nevis. Glorious weather wonderful people and scenery beyond belief. I ask why travel outside of this wonderful Kingdom of Scotland Ireland Wales and England.
When we get the weather Frank - there's no place on earth to beat it! Spectacular in the snow and glorious in the sun. I'll just go and get me saltire hoisted now!
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Fairygirl, I can understand how your Mum felt. I do love my home, garden and surroundings and have always been very content. There was a time though when I had two children working abroad, one in USA and the other in Australia. I knew then that if anything should happen to them, I would have to make the journey. Fortunately, they both returned unscathed even though son hired a motor bike and came off doing a 'wheely'. Had gone out to Australia on crutches, clutching x-rays of his leg for when he needed pins removed at hospital over there! Of course, I didn't know about it until he got back home some months later when it appeared to be a huge joke. He wasn't too old to slap!
I agree with the sentiments about home, im from Scotland i have traveled a lot in my time from all over Europe to Africa and America, i have a sister who lives in Toronto, when i was in my twenties i went over to Toronto with a view to staying there permanently, when i got there it was a different standard of life altogether, so much higher than mine, it had everything you could wish for apart from one thing, the people, the people i loved were all back home, i knew there and then i'd never settle anywhere but Scotland, don't get me wrong i love what Scotland has to offer im only twenty minutes from loch lomond and the west highlands with beautiful mountains and lochs, but it's the people around me that make this wee bit hill and glen my home. Sorry i can't rant about call centers as Mrs Grower works in one, i constantly get stories about people who call her and the daft things they say and do usually when I'm trying to watch something on tv do you know how hard it is to look interested when you are not, please don't tell Mrs grower i said that..
We spend quite a few holidays in the Malvern area and have tramped those hills many times. You have the advantage of the Malvern spring and autumn shows, which we often attend. We pay for one day there - enough to see most things. Then, every day, after a jaunt somewhere else, we go in free of charge half and hour or so before the end (cheapskates that we are) and on the last day, nab some auction bargains and pick up the plants left abandoned on the ground by traders. I've had some lovely named crocosmias that way, just a single bulb to a pot, but lots of pots. Shameless but pleasurable foraging!
I have enjoyed these contributions and don't want to interrupt their flow so please continue with them.
With my unerring instinct for getting myself into trouble, here's a new rant. I thought of it while reading Brumbull's thread on gardening shows.
Once, when sharing my enjoyment of the Shrewsbury flower show, someone said to me, 'That's not a proper flower show. THIS [actually the Malvern Spring Show] is a proper flower show.' Conversation over and me in disgrace! There is a gardening snobbery though I, relative ignoramus that I am, do not qualify to exercise it. Of course, some garden shows are patronised by royalty and the aristocracy and also by the new aristocracy of the media world, while others are not. However, I once overheard a conversation at the Shrewsbury show (I could not help it - it was intended to be overheard) about who she knew and who had lunched at her house and admired her garden. My OH , a gentle and inoffensive man, asked her to be quiet! There's also a snobbery about which plants you grow. I haven't seen it on this forum, I hasten to add. Perhaps every human activity is prone to this from people who need to feel superior, but it seems pretty hollow to me.
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But, at the same time, I can see why city dwellers feel the need to get away.
Rosa I just re read your post. I visited Malvern a very long time ago and those hills are just stunning. When you can wake up every day to a view like that you can count yourself very lucky indeed. When you're young these things don't matter but a bit of life experience makes a huge difference to your take on life. As I mentioned, I've done a lot of hillwalking and no amount of money or possessions can replace fine views. Is there anything finer than sitting in your garden on a warm day admiring a great view and listening to the birds singing?
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
I sense a bit of flag waving coming on! I think we're lucky to have so much history here in Britain- whichever part we live in. Was never interested when I went to school but find it fascinating now. Age again! Anyway - must go and get some exercise then make soup. Another simple pleasure. Adios and ciao til later! I'll think of something to rant about while I'm out.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Lizzie, we are lucky to live where we do, the seashore is minutes away in one direction and only thirty minutes the other, Whitby 50 minutes over rolling hills and moors. The other way or West Darlington 20 minutes then rolling Dales Teasdale views out to the Pennines, North, it is woodlands more dales and on up to Northumberland who could wish for more.
Well Fairy girl in my many visits to Scotland, Army and Holiday I had never made it to John O Groats so when my Daughter said they were taking me on holiday where did I want to go (expecting me to say the continent) they got a shock when I told them. They had to admit it was a wonderful holiday staying in Inverness and touring then on the banks of Loch Lomond via Fort William and Ben Nevis. Glorious weather wonderful people and scenery beyond belief.
I ask why travel outside of this wonderful Kingdom of Scotland Ireland Wales and England.
Frank.
When we get the weather Frank - there's no place on earth to beat it! Spectacular in the snow and glorious in the sun. I'll just go and get me saltire hoisted now!
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Fairygirl, I can understand how your Mum felt. I do love my home, garden and surroundings and have always been very content. There was a time though when I had two children working abroad, one in USA and the other in Australia. I knew then that if anything should happen to them, I would have to make the journey. Fortunately, they both returned unscathed even though son hired a motor bike and came off doing a 'wheely'. Had gone out to Australia on crutches, clutching x-rays of his leg for when he needed pins removed at hospital over there! Of course, I didn't know about it until he got back home some months later when it appeared to be a huge joke. He wasn't too old to slap!
I agree with the sentiments about home, im from Scotland i have traveled a lot in my time from all over Europe to Africa and America, i have a sister who lives in Toronto, when i was in my twenties i went over to Toronto with a view to staying there permanently, when i got there it was a different standard of life altogether, so much higher than mine, it had everything you could wish for apart from one thing, the people, the people i loved were all back home, i knew there and then i'd never settle anywhere but Scotland, don't get me wrong i love what Scotland has to offer im only twenty minutes from loch lomond and the west highlands with beautiful mountains and lochs, but it's the people around me that make this wee bit hill and glen my home. Sorry i can't rant about call centers as Mrs Grower works in one, i constantly get stories about people who call her and the daft things they say and do usually when I'm trying to watch something on tv do you know how hard it is to look interested when you are not, please don't tell Mrs grower i said that..
Davie-S
We spend quite a few holidays in the Malvern area and have tramped those hills many times. You have the advantage of the Malvern spring and autumn shows, which we often attend. We pay for one day there - enough to see most things. Then, every day, after a jaunt somewhere else, we go in free of charge half and hour or so before the end (cheapskates that we are) and on the last day, nab some auction bargains and pick up the plants left abandoned on the ground by traders. I've had some lovely named crocosmias that way, just a single bulb to a pot, but lots of pots. Shameless but pleasurable foraging!
I have enjoyed these contributions and don't want to interrupt their flow so please continue with them.
With my unerring instinct for getting myself into trouble, here's a new rant. I thought of it while reading Brumbull's thread on gardening shows.
Once, when sharing my enjoyment of the Shrewsbury flower show, someone said to me, 'That's not a proper flower show. THIS [actually the Malvern Spring Show] is a proper flower show.' Conversation over and me in disgrace! There is a gardening snobbery though I, relative ignoramus that I am, do not qualify to exercise it. Of course, some garden shows are patronised by royalty and the aristocracy and also by the new aristocracy of the media world, while others are not. However, I once overheard a conversation at the Shrewsbury show (I could not help it - it was intended to be overheard) about who she knew and who had lunched at her house and admired her garden. My OH , a gentle and inoffensive man, asked her to be quiet! There's also a snobbery about which plants you grow. I haven't seen it on this forum, I hasten to add. Perhaps every human activity is prone to this from people who need to feel superior, but it seems pretty hollow to me.
Once there was a snobbery about dahlias and they went right out of fashion. I'm glad they're back, I love them.