28 December 2018

It's not easy writing a blog...

castle ramparts


It’s not easy writing a blog surrounded by family and dog.

This morning we visited Lincoln castle and walked the ramparts.  The castle dates back to William the Conquerer and the medieval wall walk offers fantastic views across the city and surrounding countryside.  Inside the walls there is a Victorian prison, it was only occupied between 1848 and1878 and is now just a tourist attraction.  (Has anyone fed the dog?)

couldn't resist the children's jigsaw

Lincoln prison
The prison chapel fascinated me. Every Sunday prisoners had to listen to the Chaplain’s sermon. They were individually segregated in upright stalls and all they could see was the Chaplain preaching from the pulpit.  (Do you want to try this beer Mum, I bought it for Kat? It’s called the Lazy Cow.)

prison chapel


At midday we headed down the steep cobbled street to have lunch at the Jew’s House Restaurant.  This 12th century stone building is extremely old, one of the earliest existing town houses in England.  (What’s for tea tonight? Is there any ham left?)

The dining room was small and intimate and they clearly pride themselves on service.  Our young waitress looked like a ballerina moving about the tables with a practised ease, pouring wine and serving dishes with one hand held behind her back.  The food was excellent, although my wood pigeon starter was so rare it could have just fallen out of the tree. (Haven’t you finished writing your blog yet?  Are we going to the pub tomorrow?)




22 comments:

  1. Are we going to the pub tomorrow?

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    2. It is possible for a mother and daughter to communicate through speech - especially when they are residing in the same property.

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    3. We use hand signals sometimes.

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  2. We did the prison and sat in those chairs bet you glad you home with Rick?

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    1. They were a bit claustrophobic weren't they?

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    2. When we first went in the door we jumped out of our skin and the guide couldn't stop laughing

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  3. I used to love going round the prison. Don't they have a copy of the Magna Carta in the Castle these days?

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    1. They do indeed although it's not on display at the moment.

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    1. There used to be a medieval synagogue at the rear of the building.

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    2. You live in such an interesting and beautiful place, no wonder the blog is not in first place.

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  5. What a stressful life you are leading right now! Having to balance so many activities, family matters and regional trips - along with Paul's commands - as well as writing blogposts and throwing balls for Rick. I don't know how you handle it all.

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  6. I know what you mean - one of the cats is walking back and forth over the keyboard as I type. Lovely photos, especially the last one - what a view!

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    1. We could see for miles across the Lincolnshire countryside, it was fabulous.

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  7. These days, those pews would have comfy cushions, and the preacher replaced by 'Porridge' on TV.

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    1. Apparently prisoners would feign sickness to avoid going to chapel.

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  8. Wonder if the prison was where the Lincolnshire Poacher ended up.! It sounds to have been a lovely day out,

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    1. Yes it was! We saw his dog - it was stuffed and kept in a glass case. Such a sad story.

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