On the news stands now, my latest Dalesman nature diary.
Tales of the Riverbank
Author: Richard
Homemade Card
This handsome guy drawn by Florence kicks off my ‘Homemade Card’ gallery. Happy birthday to Florence and Ruby.
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Lowe Alpine Haversack
My Lowe Alpine haversack, drawn in dip pen and De Atramentis Document Ink.
Red Ink
In the late ’60s or early ’70s, when handwritten balance sheets were becoming a thing of the past, my dad brought home this surplus-to-requirements 20-ounce (more than half a litre!) bottle of Parker Super Quink permanent red ink, ‘the only ink containing SOLVE-X for better pen protection’.
Ever since, I’ve been wondering how I might use it. Could a palette of black and red evoke the calm sophistication of Chinese calligraphy? No, it reminds me of the artwork for Roger the Dodger in The Beano, printed in two-colours on newsprint in the 1960s.
Tough Work
‘Did you manage to get any gardening done after drawing this and photographing the robin?’, a friend on Instagram asks me. Well yes, Jacqui, you’re going to be amazed at the transformation!
These Olympus Tough macro shots, taken while weeding the potato bed, include a holly blue butterfly.
Tool Belt
I’ve been working my way over the veg beds weeding, mainly with a small hand fork but occasionally I need a pair of secateurs so I’ve gone for my garden tool belt. Also in there, my Olympus Tough camera. I had been keeping it in the leg pocket of my works trousers but if the resident robin hops down in front of me, or a holly blue butterfly lands on the nearby marjoram, it takes too long to unzip the pocket and retrieve the camera.
Falcon Housewares Jug
My Falcon Housewares enamel jug and ink bottles.
Acrylics
After drawing all those bottles of ink I thought that it was time for a change. But it’s drawn and coloured in inks.
Inky
A random act of inkiness, so inky that I’ve photographed it rather than scanned it as the Winsor & Newton vermillion and Pelikan Special Blue will take a while to dry. Drawn with a scratchy dip pen with De Atramentis Document Ink Black.
Have you noticed that in each random composition there are three drawing inks banded together and one stamp-pad ink lurking in the background?
The Towers
I was at ‘The Towers’ working for Doctor Fred Walker. He had a surgery out at the other side of the road, some distance away. As kitchen maid I didn’t get out much. The housemaid used to take the child out, so she got out more.
I had a weekend off each month and then I’d go back home. No, I don’t think there were any trams. The doctor had a pony and trap and a groom to look after it.
No, I haven’t seen Upstairs, Downstairs . . . the people next door say I ought to look at it.”
My Grandma, Jane Bell, 7 March, 1974
I’ve finally tracked down the house in Wakefield where my Grandma Bell, then Jane Bagshaw, worked as a kitchen maid, probably around the turn of the century – 1899 or 1900 – when she’d be aged 20.
Although Tower House is so striking, it’s easy to miss as you drive past as it’s slightly tucked away at the end of a row of Victorian villas on Bond Street. The property is currently being converted into flats.
I asked if I could photograph the work in progress in the entrance hall. As a kitchen maid grandma probably never used this front entrance.
The kitchen may have been literally below stairs – in the basement ground floor beneath that imposing flight of steps at the front entrance – or perhaps somewhere around the back of the building.
I would have loved to explore the house from cellar up to what were probably the servants’ rooms on the top floor. I guess there would have been back stairs for the servants.
The Walker Family must have been as impressed as I was as a child at Jane’s homely, hearty cooking skills as when she moved on to be a kitchen maid in Sheffield, they employed her younger sister, Edith, who is recorded there on the 1901 census. Edith worked as their housemaid.
The Bagshaw family were based at Ranskill, Nottinghamshire, so for Jane and Edith heading back there on their monthly weekend off would probably have involved walking down to Westgate Station and travelling on the Great Northern Railway.