Sunday, 31 January 2021

31st January 2021 - Local Places to stay

Thought for the day :"Lockdown is getting to me. I keep misplacing my Agatha Christie books about female amateur detectives... I'm in danger of losing my Marples..."


Started snowing again this morning so we decided that we would stay in bed. Susie let the chickens out and we sat watching the bird feeder with a cup of tea. 
Disturbed by a phone call from the neighbours asking us to keep an eye out for two of their sheep that had decided to go walk-about. 
So we got up and put our waterproofs on to check the wood and lanes to their house - they did not want to drive out as it may drive the sheep away form them ...  No sign but we had a chat with Johnny and came back for another cup of tea....  You can only sit in the warm playing silly games on the tablet so long, so I decided to take the Donkey Trail with 'Thena..



Met up with Rhys and Branwen the collie, who were walking the opposite direction and had a long chat. Ex policeman from Gwent, took early retirement for health purposes, but the important information was that on his acres of land he has built (had built?) log cabins for holiday makers and put in a treatment station for the sewage. So we may have somewhere to send people later when we open the Tavern  for staying / camping....

(edit) Sent me the link to his pages here : Llwynlwan Cottages 

Caban Gwyd








Caban Llyr



and the cottage

Llwyn Iestyn






Lots of people out despite the wind chill being very cold and the snow falling.

Found that the living room fire stayed in last night - I did add a few logs fairly late. But that means that I am able to sit in here on the computer during the day.



 Cheers !



Saturday, 30 January 2021

30th January 2021 - Rose Bed Completed

Thought for the day :" Took the dog for a walk. I remembered to take poo bags... Although, my wife really hates that nickname"


Cold today - bitterly cold. Icy wind blowing.... But got up first to let the girls out.

Made a welly boot grabber to take off muddy boots.
Then decided to finally finish the Rose beds - been putting it off for a few weeks as it involved setting up the circular saw again - discovered it was not that difficult...

So Job done ...  with first coat of paint to protect the wood...

Fitted last section around the tree stump

the full wall

Log wall needed reconstructing

Supported with 2 x 1 

And a coat of paint

Coat of paint

May need another coat but a good start

Susie clearing the rose bed and freeing the Daffodils 

Another good day ...  
Cheers !



Friday, 29 January 2021

29th January 2021 - Pizza Thursday - on Friday !

Thought for the day :" I threw a ball for my dog... It's a bit extravagant I know, but it was his birthday and he looks great in a dinner jacket."

Friday - taking Vic to the doctor again for more blood tests and will have to go to Lampeter with him on Tuesday. Still not eating. Still confused. So little that we can do for him in the shut down...

Searched for a gate place and got lost in the wilds of Wales - thinking about getting a proper gate for the drive - may have to look at Newcastle Emlyn at the Forge there. 

Found another nursery - this time the one that provides everything for Newcastle Emlyn and finally bought Susie her Christmas Present - an Apricot Tree. was fun bringing it home with Susie squashed in the back with the tree in the front seats ...  

Spent an hour making kindling and sorting logs. Susie planted some water plants by the pond. walked up to the field and back - no sign of the Lynx.

Still trying to get the Mulcher working but failing to get the motor to start.

Also have not succeeded in getting the trundle machine working yet...

Pizza and a nice Bottle of Rioja this evening and sitting in front of the TV 

Looks like snow is on the way again ...

Cheers !




Thursday, 28 January 2021

28th January 2021 - Starting up the Garden Machinery ...

Thought for the day :" Been playing a lot of ‘Bonopoly’ recently. It’s a bit like ‘Monopoly’ but where the streets have no names..."

Did a Zoom quiz this evening - was all about three things that happened in a particular year and guess the year . Seems easy ? Well I do not like quizes so I just watched and decided to google the answers for my own personal interest - because I could do it!
Sad fact - despite googling the answers I got 4 wrong!!

I mean - "Iceland gained independence"  - Google says that after invasion by Germany Iceland foudn itself isolated and ungoverned in 1940 ...  so 1940 I thinks  - but when I go back and look it says clearly that this led to independence in 1944...    oh !

Oh well - I never like quizzes anyway !!

Tried to adult today ...
Got the garden machinery out from the shed - and the trundle machine is VERY heavy !!
Started the Go Kart sit on mower....
Started the big lawn mower ...
Tried the Mulcher - no success yet - added new fuel and it sounds as though it may want to start though the pull rope will not go back on its own..
Trundle     Machine - nothing at all ...

Will try again tomorrow ..
Walked up to the field with the dog and it promptly started raining so came back.
We seem to have a lot of rain here...

Zoom Meeting (as Above) for St Teilo Lodge and had the opportunity to do the Origins if the Haggis lecture again ..

Saw this drawing of the water trough at the bottom of New Road today - so I share it here for no other reason ..

I thought that we had probably left Trump behind - but this video gem from 2016 is instructive..


Someone read the president well ...

The saga of the mittens continues




And so to bed ...

with a post script...  found this  - loved it ..


Cheers !



 

Wednesday, 27 January 2021

27th January 2021 - The Missing Lynx?

Thought for the day :"I have a book called, "The History Of Glue". I can't put it down!"

Well it was a year ago to the day that I launched the Glamping the Moon concept to invite interest in the glamping site that we were looking at then - the 30 acre site at Carmarthen. 
as a result we have a good following though we will not be running it that way, and in fairness I think that it was probably a good decision - it is too late to start thinking of starting another business really - we have our hands full here in Ffynnon Wen...

Susie did some more pond clearing today - I walked to the fields and back - it gives 'Thena a run and gets me out of the house. Susie also got her first package of seeds for the year. She is in her happy place....

Interesting, in the field yesterday I saw the largest feral cat that I have ever seen. I say feral as it is a long way form any houses and the size of it was huge. It was brown with shaggy hair - a distinct cat face and pointed ears - suggesting tufts like a lynx. It was on the other side of the field but when it saw 'Thena it ran for cover - 'Thena followed and at the same distance the cat would have been about 3/4 the size of 'Thena - which would make it a huge cat. 

and that was what it looked like - that is a Lynx - this is a picture of one that was in a zoo at Borth 

Mentioned to a neighbour who was walking up the lane and he was unaware of any sightings but reminded that there had been a "Beast of Boncath" in the past. This rang some bells because when I was responsible for wildlife as Chief Inspector of Community Affairs..

Tivy advertiser

November 2015

WHEN mother of two Genna George of Cardigan was travelling home on a small country lane, she couldn’t quite believe what she came across. The equestrian enthusiast is convinced she saw the Beast of Boncath – with its long tail and large body running sideways away from the headlamps of her car and into the safety of the hedge.

"I was travelling on the Caemorgan Road at around 6.50pm on Sunday and this pure black animal had its bottom towards me. It was definitely not a cat and it was the size of a Labrador dog. Its legs were plain to see and they were quite thick and its tail was long and curled," said Jenna, whose heart was racing.

She added: "I didn’t see it’s face but it was definitely big. I couldn’t say if it was a panther or a puma, but I know what I saw and I could see it quite clearly in my headlights. If I was walking, I probably would have run in fear!"

Genna then phoned her farmer husband Aled to explain what had just happened.

"He didn’t think I was joking as we both believe in the Beast of Boncath and he even said it must have been the same big cat that took the calf from where he milks. Quite a few friends have seen it too over the years including a family member who came face to face with it while he was out hunting," explained Genna.

She concluded: "I was shocked to see it. You always see cats running across the road when you’re driving but you never think that you will come across the beast."

March 2013 - Wales on Line (original in 2005)

THE debate over whether Wales' forests harbour dangerous big cats could soon be decided once and for all.

The British Big Cats Society (BBCS) is to plant motion-activated 'trigger cameras' in sighting hot spots.

Danny Bamping, the society?s spokesman, confirmed yesterday (thur) that the cameras would be sited in woods near Cwmbran, Carmarthen, Margam and in Monmouthshire.

In 2000, Josh Hopkins, then aged 11, was slashed across the face by what he described as a black leopard as he searched for his lost pet cat.

Gwent police using marksmen equipped with infra-red lights mounted in a helicopter search failed to find the creaturewhich left vivid claw marks on the boy's right cheek.

There have already been several sightings this summer, says the BBCS, and there are even disturbing reports of people armed with rifles going ?trophy hunting? for big cats in Wales, said Mr Bamping.

Wales ranks number four in the UK's 'top 10' area for big cat sightingsreveal latest BBCS statistics. Overall there were 2052 sightings reported to the BBCS throughout Britain last year,  at least four a day.

The top 10 in the big cat league table are, Scotland (231) Kent (141) Yorkshire (127) Wales (102) Devon (100) Cornwall (96) Lancashire (86) Ireland (82) Lincolnshire (80) and Somerset (69).

The trigger digital video cameras will be linked to a single website www.bigcats.tv ? producing a stream of live pictures. BBCS has several trigger still cameras but these are only activated when something moves past and breaks an infra red beam.

Mr Bamping said, "This summer we have been overwhelmed with sightings from across the country, probably helped by the fact the weather has been better and more people are out and about. There have been several incidents including a very recent sighting of a puma by two RAF corporals near an Airbase in the Southwest of England. We have had several sightings this year from Wales particularly from those people who venture into forests.

"Our society is now calling on Defra and the Home Office to work with us towards undertaking a long term and UK wide properly funded scientific study and we hope to become a fully registered charity.

"Although the cats can be frightening they need protection and understanding. There are even reports in Wales of people armed with rifles going ?trophy hunting? for big cats in forests, that needs to be stopped.

"We will not be giving the exact location of our cameras. ?We have been developing an upgrade to the several camera traps that we currently have deployed and the new cameras will allow us to monitor the photographs captured almost real time via the internet.?

Feline sceptical? Read on

Beast of Bont - the alleged killer puma is said to have mutilated 50 sheep in Pontrhydfendigaid, near Aberystwyth, since 1995. Police marksmen combed the Tywi Forest to no avail.

Beast of Tonmawr - terrified residents claimed a large cat screamed and growled at them in the Afan/Neath Forest five years ago. London Zoo officials identified the creature as a North American jungle cat after a plaster cast was taken from paw prints.

Carmarthen cats - Experts blamed the death of lambs on a farm in Whitemill on a family of pumas.

Powys puma - Responsible for killing four sheep on a farm in Llangurig in 1980, police marksmen and RSPCA officials surrounded the creature in a barn, but it slipped out of a rear exit.

Beast of Bala - it killed lambs on a farm in Llanuwchllyn in 1995 and was killed by a farmer. It turned out to be a pet lemur.

Beast of Bont, Mark II - Police performed a helicopter search for a vicious creature which terrorised two 10-year-old boys in Pontarddulais, near Swansea, two years ago.

Felingwm foal attack - In 1997, a creature said to resemble a "cat-like beast" savaged a foal in Felingwm, Carmarthen.

Margam monster - Farmers mounted a 24-hour armed guard in fields after a creature was reported to have killed sheep. Worried parents were forced to provide their children with escorts to school.

Pontsticill puma - a farmer reported coming within 12 ft of a three foot-long cat which he described as "sleek and glossy".

Bryngarw beast - In 1983, a motorist spotted a large cat in his headlights whilst driving through Bryngarw near Croesyceiliog, Cwmbran.

Beast of Boncath - a sighting of a large cat in Llangoedmor, near Boncath, Pembrokeshire, in January 1996.

It seems that there is a movement to re-introduce the Eurasian Lynx back int ot he country,

https://lynxuk.org/


The Eurasian lynx, an animal native to the British Isles, is a medium-sized felid that has been forced out of much of Western Europe by habitat destruction and human persecution. The last of the British lynx disappeared 1,300 years ago. Read our guide to this most iconic of species.

 


So there may be such an animal out there ..

Cheers !




Tuesday, 26 January 2021

26th January 2021 - Haggis - the true story and other vanities

Thought for the day :"My Nan used to say “Take everything with a pinch of salt”. Lovely lady, made terrible tea though..."


Did a presentation this evening on the subject of the haggis - though I would share it here

Haggis


As we approach Burns' night for another year it is time to look a little more closely in to the life of that supremely elusive character - the Haggis.

We all know that Haggis is part of Scottish heritage, but it is less well known that the Haggis was once very prevalent throughout the Yorkshire Moors, indeed at one time it is thought it was more prevalent there than anywhere else ...

But first - let us look at the origins of this fascinating creature...

Origins

It is believed that the present wild haggis population is descended from the feral haggis, which in turn were the descendants of the domesticated Hebridean haggis, 

abandoned when the native Scots crofters and their families were forced to leave the land at the time of the Highland Clearances (Scottish Gaelic: Fuadach nan Gàidheal, the expulsion of the Gael), the forced displacements of the population of the Scottish Highlands during the 18th and 19th centuries.


Like the crofters themselves, the haggis faced extinction through competition with the large numbers of sheep which were introduced as part of a process of agricultural change, considered to be necessary ‘improvements’ by the land owners. Owing to their inability to move on other terrain, plus their need for a constant supply of local heather and peaty burns – haggis have an acute sensitivity to water pH balance –  none of the live pet haggis which the crofters attempted to take with them survived for more than a few days away from their native mountain sides.


A large number of wild haggis still roam the moors and machair of the Western Isles and, despite the Isles of Lewis and Harris having a strict Sabbatarian tradition, the Hebridean Haggis Hunt is one of the few events that takes place on a Sunday across all of the islands – including Lewis and Harris.

The Lewis Haggis is different from the Haggis on the mainland: unlike its mainland relative all its legs are of the same length. Capturing of wild haggis on Lewis is a traditional community event. At dusk, the young men of the villages go out on to the moors to form a wide semi-circle while the elders cover peat creels with heather and turf, just leaving the opening visible. The young men, acting as ‘beaters’, drive the haggis towards the traps.


On perceiving the elders, the haggis panic, seek shelter and mistaking the creels for burrows the haggis are caught, quickly dispatched and passed to the women-folk for skinning. The haggis are then soaked in brine for a couple of days to become tender and ready to cook. (According to one authoritative source, a resident of Lewis,  traditionally the haggis skin would be used as a sporran, but with the decline in kilt wearing over the years the skins are now often discarded.)

But I mentioned that the haggis thrived in Yorkshire!!

The Yorkshire Haggis Hunt!

 



This once popular sport amongst the nobility and gentry of Britain and Europe reached its peak in the early 1920s with gentlemen converging on the stately homes of the North Yorkshire Moors from all around Europe during haggis hunting season.  Back in those days, when large haggis herds roamed the Moors in abundance, a hunt would last for several days, with literally dozens of haggis being shot (or
 hagged in hunting parlance) in just one session.


A typical haggis hunting session would consist of the beaters, or 
haggillies to give them their correct name, taking their haggis hounds, an all but forgotten breed of specialised hunting dog, onto the Moors and herding the haggis towards the carefully positioned haggis hides.  In these hides the hunters would wait patiently until the traditional cry of ‘Hag Ho!’ went up from the chief hagilly, at which point they would take up their gun positions and attempt to hag as many of the small but elusive creatures as possible as they stampeded past.

In the intervening years between then and now there have been several unconfirmed sightings of haggis around the Moors, but the sad truth is that the haggis were hunted out of existence on the Moors and are now confined to the Highlands of Scotland.

There are unconfirmed rumours that there is a network of Haggi rustlers which illegally smuggle the haggis across the border … but Haggis fighting is now illegal in most places and is often associated with other Criminal Activities.


But lets us get back to the main Haggis of today ..


The common Haggis found today is the Scottish Haggis or Albas Haggisorium.
 

This haggis is a small four legged creature found in the Highlands of Scotland. The legs on one side of the creature are smaller than those on the other, which means that it can run around the side of hills easily at a level altitude: but it does mean that the haggis can easily be caught by running round the hill in the opposite direction, for the creature cannot turn round to escape. If it did so the difference in the length of its legs would cause it to lose stability and roll downhill, with fatal consequences.


One theory suggests that there are actually two species of haggis. One has longer left legs,known as Haggi Sinister,  the other having longer right legs the Haggi Dexter: so while one goes clockwise around hills the other goes anticlockwise around them. The two species coexist peacefully, but cannot interbreed. For a male to turn around and attempt to mate with a female of the "opposite" genus would cause it to lose stability and roll downhill, with fatal consequences.


Over time, natural selection caused the difference between leg lengths in both breeds to become more marked.  

Interestingly enough, there is an equivalent creature in Canada. 


This is the sidehill gouger, a resident of the Rocky Mountains of British Columbia, and in France and Switzerland, in particular the Aosta Valley there is the Dahu.  


Apart from the difference in name and habitat, in all other respects, these are almost identical to wild haggis... 

But it is our own Haggis that are hunted in the wild and the end result is the well known sausage-like food that we all know and love. An Australian news report from 2003 quoted a survey of 1,000 Americans in which one in three US visitors to Scotland believed in the wild Haggis and one in four  were keen to hunt and catch a wild haggis.



Accounts differ about the origin of the name. Some claim it comes from a Scandinavian word such as höggva, meaning to chop: others that it comes from the Old French agace, meaning magpie, a bird that makes use of odds and ends.

Apart from Eating and celebrating at Burns' Night there is also the national sport of Haggis Hurling.  


This  traditional Scottish sport started with the crofters, when the haggis would be prepared for lunch for the man of the family who was out working the croft or cutting peat, by his wife. Scotland is a land of rivers and bogs, so walking from the croft house to the place of work could often entail a long way round to cross a river or low lying ground.

In these cases the wife would throw the cooked haggis to the husband, who would catch it using the front apron of his kilt. If he dropped it, he either went hungry; or spent the afternoon scraping his lunch off a rock; or bits of peat off his lunch. Hunger breeds excellence.

For many years the World Record for Haggis Hurling was held by Alan Pettigrew of Saltcoats.


In August 1984 he threw a 1lb 8 oz Haggis 180 feet 10 inches on the island of Inchmurrin on Loch Lomond. This now appears to have been overtaken. On 11 June 2011, Lorne Coltart of Blair Atholl threw a haggis 214 feet 9 inches at the 39th Milngavie and Bearsden Highland games.



There are a number of rules associated with modern haggis hurling:

The purpose is to compete for both distance and accuracy from on top of a platform, usually a half a whisky barrel.

The haggis must be of traditional construction and recipe. Tender boiled sheep's heart, lung and liver with spices, onions, suet and oatmeal and stock stuffed in a sheep's paunch which has then been boiled for three hours. The haggis must land intact: a broken or split haggis results in disqualification.

The sporting haggis weighs 500 grams, with a maximum diameter of 18 cm and length of 22 cm. An allowance of ±30 grams is given and this weight is used in both junior and middle weight events. The heavyweight event allows haggis up to 1 kg in weight, but the standard weight of 850 grams is more common, with an allowance of ±50 grams.

Judging is undertaken by the Hagrarian, with the assistance of the Clerk of the Heather and the Steward of the Heather. The Hagrarian checks that each haggis is in order, the Clerk of the Heather blows the hooter to begin the hurl, and the Steward of the Heather measures the hurl (always in feet and inches) and confirms the haggis remains unburst.

But was Haggis Hurling really a traditional Sport? 

In 1977, one Robin Dunseath placed an advert in a Scottish national newspaper announcing that at the Gathering of the Clans that year in Edinburgh there would be a revival of the ancient Scottish sport of haggis hurling. The response was unexpected: large numbers of people wanted to take part, and many who did take part then took the sport back to the United States, Canada and Australia, where competitions were established by people who believed they were reviving a traditional Scottish sport extinct since the early 1800s.

The funds raised by the hoax went to charity. 


And so that is the story of the common haggis - its origin and history, its role in the sports of the nation and how it has become the food of the Gods.... and celebrated each year at this time of year....


A word of caution though - if you are thinking of going Haggis Hunting - don't do it on a full moon
That is when the Were Haggis fly!!


And to finish this presentation - a poem...

Thank you 


And so we know a little more of this illusive creature..

Cheers !