To Hildenborough to see Brionnie in Fiddle on the Roof
Brionnie played Chava, one of three daughters of protagonist Teyve.The three daughter with Brionnie's Chava in the centre.
| The Cast |
A Year in Paarl
A I Perold's
A Treatise
on Viticulture
A I Perold (1880-1941) was South Africa's first Professor of Viticulture and Oenology. He dedicated himself to improving the quality of grapes for wine, brandy and the table. He studied wine and brandy production in Europe, imported more than 60 varieties to the Cape and bred new ones. Perold said this book “is intended to serve both the student and the practical grape-grower. There are in it technical passages that will appeal more to the student, e.g. the chapters dealing with the biology of the vine, its external and internal morphology, the theory of grafting. My remarks on the practice of viticulture, such as those dealing with the propagation, manuring and pruning of the vine, the production of table grapes for export, will, it is hoped, assist the practical grape-grower as well as the student.” This is a newly typeset reprint, not a photocopy. Text on the 712 pages have been aligned to match the original pagination so any external references to pages in the Treatise will be valid in this edition
Available in paperback and hardback editions. 712 pages
with
A I Perold
Dr Perolds report on his Paarl experiments 1915 - 1916 reprinted with glossary, introduction and brief biography. Fascinating historical document on viticulture for wine and table grapes, wine and brandy making.
To Hildenborough to see Brionnie in Fiddle on the Roof
Brionnie played Chava, one of three daughters of protagonist Teyve.| The Cast |
20 August we left Bristol and drove to Worcester. We were booked in for two nights at the Premier Inn.
Its major attraction for Joan is that it overlooked Worcester Cricket Club's grounds.
Worcester is the site of the last battle in the Civil War where Cromwell's Parliamentary Army triumphed on 3 September 1651 and King Charles II fled, first being hidden by my forebears the Penderills in an oak tree before being smuggled to Europe.
We visited the Commandery, a complex of old houses. which was Royalist Headquarters during the Battle of Worcester 1651, and in the evening had fish'n'chips and a bottle of The Ned Sauvignon Blanc in the hotel's restaurant.
Friday 21 August we drove the short distance to The Firs, birthplace of Edward Elgar. This is a small cottage with a cottage garden.
In place of our cancelled Grand European Tour cruise we headed to Bristol on 17 August. On the way we stopped at NT Basildon Park for lunch.
The house was left a wreck without a single unbroken window after WWII requisitioning and was bought in 1952 by newspaper magnate Lord Iliffe because his wife Renee, Lady Iliffe, saw its potential and they restored it to its glory days.
Unusually the entrance is on the first floor, accessed by two stairs that go up to the terrace.
We were booked two nights at Bristol Holiday Inn Express, and after checking in we got thoroughly lost finding Rosa's Thai restaurant.
They were very slow bringing drinks, and had to be asked three times and finally came after the food was served.
I had Waterfall Beef (Nuea Nam Tok), described as a legendary Thai dish: slow-cooked beef in a rich marinade, served with spicy, tangy and smoky Nam Jim Jaew sauce. Served with fresh herbs and sticky rice.
I found it a dull pile of tasteless stewing steak cubes.
For dinner that night we went to the nearby DoubleTree by Hilton. Their Kiln Restaurant was closed so we had an excellent meaty hamburger in the bar area with a bottle of Reign of Terroir Pinotage.
Thursday was raining, so we headed off to Worcester
To Aylesbury for an early dinner with Toby, Emma, Jack and Finley. Both boys have grown so much since we saw them last.
To Criccieth on Sunday 26th August to see Dan and Krisie and the Starlight Players' Summer Show. The weather turned from heatwave to rain on the journey, the M6 toll road was closed for HS2 bridge construction and Criccieth was overcast and cold.
We stayed at Cefn Bryn Bach, a one storey converted barn behind the Brynhir Arms pub on the high street. The property didn't have any champagne glasses, there was no dishwasher, no washing-up liquid, and only one toilet roll for four over a five night stay. Krisie came to the rescue - thanks.
| From Starlight Players website |
Sunday
28 June 2026 (Day 8)
Our
last day. We had our usual light breakfast, which was a mistake as we had to
depart boat at 12:30 and so didn’t get lunch.
The
only food on the boat was the croissants and orange juice left over from early
riser’s breakfast.
A
swift drive in a people mover got us to the airport at 13:00. The taxi driver
showed the other couple where checkin for their flight to Dublin was, then took
our bags, led us to the upper-level and found us seats where our London checkin
would be. Our flight was scheduled to depart at 16:30 and checkin opened at
14:00. As we were flying business class, we could have used the business class
l lounge and got a meal, but the lounge was before the dreaded EES machines and
we’d read many reports of EES delays causing passengers to miss their flight
home, so we headed for the EES queues.
An
assistant directed us to the EES machine but after a minute of thinking, the
machine turned red and we were directed to the manual check. As was everyone, because
the blighted system isn’t linked to the central database it can’t compare our
entry and exit dates. So we joined a long queue, which, though it was moving,
grew longer as more people joined it than were processed. After 35 minutes we
showed our passports to a bored officer and then we were waved through. The
queue by then was twice the length it was when we joined it.
The
plane was delayed by 35 minutes, then take off was delayed, but finally we were
on our way home and food, and Champagne, was served on the plane.
Saturday
27 June 2026 (Day 7)
Our
last full day. An excursion I really wanted to go on was ‘Do as the Locals Do:
Venice Walking Tour in the Rialto district’ so we were ready for its 08:10
departure.
We
were to get to the Rialto Bridge by water-taxi. These small wooden motor
launches waited close by our boat in a narrow canal off the main waterway (see https://what3words.com/struts.unscrew.push ).
The main waterway is wide and very busy with boats of all sizes and speed creating wakes, so its water is always choppy, and that was funnelled and amplified into the narrow canal, where speedboats on the canal added to water disturbance.
We went in single file down shiny stone steps to board the tossing launches which rocked from end to end and side to side, they rose and fell in the choppy water and moved close and further away from the steps.
An officer from our boat stood
on the steps offering his hand and the launch sailor tried to hold the boat close
to the steps but I couldn’t find a time I felt safe jumping onto the launch and
our guide was telling me that it was more difficult at Rialto where the steps
were slippery.
So I
climbed back up the steps. Joan also decided against getting into the launch, and
we had a walk through Venice, till overcome with heat and tiredness, we sat at
a waterside café, had a glass of Prosecco and watched people and boats.
Later
in the day while sitting on the sun deck I saw the dolphin again.
Over
night mooring
San Basilio Cruise Terminal.
Location:
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