October
Riding – Violin – Bowls – Leaks – The Name
of the Rose – Evesham – Halloween
The Mill
Farm dressage gala took place on Sunday 2 and
Then back
to Allens Hill on Sunday 9 for mini show jumping, for which there is always a
strong entry:

Clyde going clear in the 70cm
class
On
Sunday 16 Jay had a day out at the Horse of the Year show at the NEC in
Back to
Allens Hill for the last two Sundays of the month,
Jay got a new violin teacher. She
started weekly lessons at school, with a teacher she had previously met at the
Beauchamp House summer courses. Jay will
join the school orchestra when it starts rehearsing after half-term.
Roger has started his first season of indoor
bowls at Malvern. Playing on the carpet
presents a new challenge, and he is still struggling. Luckily, the rest of his four played well in
their opening match, which was won, but the next match was a heavy defeat by
last year’s league winners.
The Overbury connexion has not been totally severed for the winter,
however, as Roger agreed to audit the club books this year, before the AGM in
November.
The autumn plumbing problem turned out to be a
leaky joint in an easily accessible pipe, and we think it has stopped since we
tried to tighten it. As the drips had
been going straight to ground and the first signs were a damp floor, we put two
and two together and made five, thinking we were on the track of the central
heating leak we had last year and never found (luckily the sealant seems to
have done the trick). The plumber never
did arrive – just as well really as our faces would have been red.
Roger tried to make amends by tracking down the sources of two damp
patches in the bathroom; in one case it was faulty tiling in exactly the same
place as had caused trouble in Juliet’s bathroom the year before and requiring
a similar repair.

Helen visited for a long weekend 22 – 24; she needed the break, having
had a fraught time in her bookshop, being continually short-staffed, and
further hampered by rain penetration which has taken out their computer
installation. We relaxed at home, in
part by watching on DVD the powerful 1985 film The Name of the Rose with
Sean Connery, based on the novel by Umberto Eco. Roger had watched it before, but, being new
to DVD, had managed to skip a vital scene, so it made much more sense the
second time around.
We visited Evesham a few times in the month –
new tyres for the car and new school shoes for Jay among the utilitarian needs,
but a wonderful old-fashioned pick and mix sweet shop in the market the
undoubted highlight.
Halloween brought the month to a close.
We no longer celebrate, so locked the door tight and stayed put all
night. We need not have worried. The following day we saw the neighbours had
deployed no fewer than three Jack O’Lanterns to protect the property.