Mrs Tootlepedal gets her jotters

Today’s guest picture shows Hardwick Hall, a fine Elizabethan house,  which my brother visited last week.

Hardwick Hall

Here, we had another day of second hand continental weather with the sun trying its best to peek through an enveloping haze.  The up side was that it was pleasantly warm and by the afternoon it was the kind of day that definitely makes you feel happy just to be walking about in the garden.

Mrs Tootlepedal rose early and went off for her very last morning at work at the Health Centre as she has finally retired.  I took the opportunity to go for a twenty seven mile cycle outing which started with the wind behind and finished coming straight back into it.  The route was very roughly triangular and thanks to the wind, the second side was completed at a lower average speed than the first side, and the third side at a lower average than the second.  I was pleased when I finally got home having taken two hours to plough round the course.

I made myself a cup of coffee and stared out of the window.

A jackdaw stared back
It found it hard to get settled on the fat ball feeder and soon flew off.

I was pleased to see another of the infrequent redpolls.  A chaffinch wasn’t so glad.

chaffinch and redpoll

I roused myself up to wander round the garden and met up with a very welcome bee while I was out there.


I went back in and  just had time to get a sour dough loaf started before Mrs Tootlepedal returned for lunch, rather uncertain whether to be pleased or sad about being retired and in the end settling for a bit of both.

She decided that a cycle ride would be the thing to mark the first day of retirement so we decided to kill two birds with one stone and visit the cycle shop in Longtown by car and a garden centre by bike as part of the outing.

She had time to do  bit of gardening before we left and was watched very closely by a fearless blackbird looking for worm opportunities as she dug over a border.  As soon as I appeared with a camera, it took refuge in a bush…


…and wouldn’t come out again.

We drove to Longtown and I picked up some degreaser for my bike at the bike shop.  I was so impressed by how clean they had left my bike after its recent service that I am resolved to try to keep it sparkling.  On past form, this resolve won’t last very long but I am going to try.

We parked the car in the town and set off on a gentle eight mile circular tour.  We started by passing Arthuret Church…

Arthuret Church

…which is  a very substantial place of worship for a rural parish.

Wikipedia tells me that: “This church was built as a result of a national fundraising ordered by James I in 1607 because the existing church had been frequently devastated by Scots reivers and to benefit the parishioners who were mainly rejecting Christ’s teachings. (James also employed more direct methods of improving the morals of the area, hanging notable reivers from both sides of the Border and deporting the Grahams of the Esk valley en masse to Ireland.)  Part of the sum was stolen and this delayed the construction of the new church.”

Our route then took us onto a short section of the National Cycle Network which follows the trackbed of an old railway line across the river Lyne.

Bridge over Lyne

I took a view from the bridge to show that in spite of the sunshine, the haze was still keeping views down to a few hundred yards.

View river Lyne

We crossed the A7 and headed out to Alstonby Grange whose owner has exemplified the maxim of ‘where there’s muck there’s brass’ by making a substantial business out of hiring out portable toilets.  This theme was echoed by the fact that every field we passed seemed to have have had muck spread on it so we were never short of atmosphere as we went round.

The roadside verges round the Grange were bright with celandine.


I thought that they looked very pretty but Mrs Tootlepedal takes a gardener’s view of them and just regards them as a pernicious evil, pretty or not.

As we turned back towards Longtown, we crossed the river Lyne again and I was able to show Mrs Tootlepedal the rock formations beside the bridge.

River Lyne

A close up shows the layers of sedimentary rock which go to make up this little cliff.

River Lyne

Our next stop was the garden centre at Whitesyke…


…where as well as some light refreshment, we acquired two small plants.  These were packed neatly into the bike bags…

bike bags

…and we headed back to Longtown where we packed the bikes into the back of the Kangoo.  They fitted very neatly too.

bikes in kangoo

The plants were taken out when we got home.

euphorbia and heuchera
Euphorbia and Heuchera

It was still such a good day that I got out the mower and removed some of the grass which is obstructing the view of the moss on the front lawn.

After one last look at the  tadpole melee in the pond…


…I went back inside and had a good sit down.  It had been a tiring day.

In the early evening, my flute pupil Luke came.  His grade examination is next Friday and he has been working hard at his pieces and his scales and if he plays as well as he did tonight, he should have no trouble passing.  Most importantly, he has done very well to improve his breathing.

After tea, I went off to play trios with Mike and Isabel and in spite of both Isabel and myself being rather tired, we managed to get through several pieces well enough to give ourselves a very satisfactory musical treat.

Today’s two cycle outings took my total for the month to 444 miles and has kept me on my schedule for an average of 14 miles a day for every day of the year so far.  Long may this continue.

The flying bird of the day is that lone redpoll as it passed the fat ball feeder.








Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

33 thoughts on “Mrs Tootlepedal gets her jotters

  1. I wish you well in your retirement, Mrs. T – congratulations! I have no doubt that, with all your other activities, you will wonder how you ever found time to work. You’re off to a fine start, beginning as you did with a bike ride and a visit to the garden centre – both of which make me very envious!

  2. It’s nice to see the birds, bees, and flowers. If each of those tadpoles becomes a frog it’s going to be very interesting in your garden for a while.
    I hope Mrs. T. will enjoy retirement. It means more time for gardening!

  3. Congratulations to your wife on her retirement, but I understand her mixed feelings. Another stage of life. Having the ability to retire is a wonderful thing, though. I did enjoy the bird staring at you, and the rock layers, but especially the bee 😉 ~SueBee

  4. I adore Jackdaws! Thanks so much for including them. I had forgotten until the second time I went to Ireland that they are much smaller than our American Crow, almost pigeon-sized. But corvids nonetheless. Can’t go wrong with blue eyes and blue heads.

  5. Congratulations to Mrs. T on her retirement.

    Once again, a great crop of photos, my favorites are of the rocks along the river, they look as if they had been painted.

  6. Whew! What a busy and enjoyabley varied day
    Many congratulations to Mrs T on her retirement.

  7. As much as you packed into Mrs. T’s first half-day of retirement, I wonder how long it will be before she thinks she must go back to work in order to get a little rest! 🙂 That old church is beautiful! And can we really call Hardwick Hall a “house”?

  8. I did enjoy the jackdaw in the cycling helmet.
    I also enjoy your commentary on the progress of your student Luke. You have a very good way of guiding effort and praising results.

  9. P.S. I went off to look up “jotters” because that’s the sort of thing I do, and found once again that dictionary publishers cannot be counted on to have any sense of irony at all.

    Congratulations to Mrs. T.

    1. Getting your jotters is a colloquial term for being paid off, sometimes referred to getting your books, which was a bit unfair to Mrs T as she went voluntarily.

  10. Congratulations on your retirement, Mrs Tootlepedal, from Down Under! As some folk have already commented, it won’t be long before you wonder how you found time to go to work. My wife and I retired 5 1/2 years ago and we have not been bored.

    Mr Tootlepedal, thanks for the colloquialisms: “getting your jotters” and “getting your books.” Always good to enlarge one’s vocabulary, especially with quaint expressions.

    Best wishes to both from the Beatties.

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