Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts

Friday, 9 August 2019

A trip down memory lane



The Post Office today. Just the red phone box left!






Hello Everyone,

Well, it's August again. Another year is slowly disappearing down that black hole never to return! I have decided to plunge into the archives for this month and retrieve some of the posts which tell of places I have visited. This one attracted my attention. It's also a year ago since I mad this nostalgic trip although it only seems like five minutes.

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In January 1960 I remember going on a rather long car journey from Nottinghamshire to a little village, Ashford-in-the-Water. My father was being interviewed for the post of Farm Manager at the Hall. My first memory was crossing a beautiful packhorse bridge and riding along a short road to enter the village. The Post Office was on the left as we turned right and passed the cricket field toward a rather impressive entrance. We turned into this drive and after about one hundred and fifty yards we were at the front door of what seemed like a massive building. I stayed in the car but remember looking out on the first snowdrops of the year fighting to survive the remains of the snow.



The Hall drive
The Village Institute 









A month later we moved to this village and stayed there for eleven years. That lovely bridge was strengthened in the early sixties but as the volume and weight of traffic grew the little road was closed and a new road was built cutting across a field, part of the cricket field and causing the beautiful Hall drive to be taken back by about fifteen feet. I remember the owner of the field, when rumours of this first hit the villagers, saying, "over my dead body!" Alas, it was taken under a compulsory purchase order. The cricket field was also moved, as was the bus stop. I drove in along that new road and sighed. A part of the village died the day that bridge was closed. Sadly, it was progress and a sign of the times.

First, I had a drive round the village and then parked on one of the roads without yellow lines. Something else that had not been invented in 1960. I looked at the old school building; a Cof E school and thought back to the days when at 3.25 p.m. the vicar would come into school and we would have a prayer for the end of the day. In the glorious summers we would rush out of school and down Court Lane to the swings and swing high and low watching the time on the church clock. After 4.00 p.m. we would go to our homes. They were perfect days. Well, the school closed in the late eighties. There was a special service where the current headmaster rang the bell for the final time. I attended it with sadness for I had learned so much in that school.

                                               
The School Building

The first cottage on Court Lane had some kind of plaque on the wall. Being nosey, I looked; it was a Tourist Board award for self-catering accommodation. That was where the Davies family used to live. It seemed that there were more tourists than ever and some of the old cottages are now for holiday rental. Unheard of in the swinging sixties. I looked across passed the bungalows which replaced allotments in the mid-sixties and at the new cemetery which started in the sixties when the churchyard became full. It seems to be full now. That is probably where all those people I remember are. No, I'm not that nosey.

I walked passed the church onto the main street. Through the village toward the Hall. Memories floated back but tinged with sadness due to the changing times. I looked at the Village Institute where we had had so many events and enjoyed our school dinners. We walked from the school to the institute regardless of the weather. I remembered all of the houses as I passed and who had lived in them. There was George and Ida Thorpe on Greaves Lane; their garden was so special because every spring she would get her gnomes out, paint them and place them in the front garden. Probably about fifty. Now, today they wouldn't last long would they? John  McCrindle, the photographer lived in the corner cottage opposite what was The Devonshire Arms. It is now The Ashford Hotel, I think.

I walked up the old road to the front drive and took a pic for old time sake. Then went further up the road to the back drive and looked across to where our cottage was. Alas, it is hidden by trees so I was unable to see my bedroom where I used to watch the traffic from Sheffield and Chesterfield at a standstill when people came over to the tourist area on Bank Holidays. That was my entertainment. We never ventured out on Bank Holidays.

I returned back into the village and to the tea rooms. I sat having my panini and wondering why I was having lunch in George Bibby's back room. Yes, that tea room used to be one of the village shops and that room would have been full of orders for delivery back in the sixties.

My next stop was the church where I worshipped regularly and was confirmed there in 1965. I took my first communion at that altar rail. I was pleased to see a new memorial window and wandered over thinking, "That's new." The memorial was for William and Kitty Olivier. The Colonel, as we knew him, was my father's employer. They were both very supportive of all I did and achieved during those years. Such fond memories of lovely people.

The altar rail where I took my first communion in 1965

Holy Trinity Church































There was one last place to visit before leaving. Sheepwash Bridge. The headmaster would take us down there when my father was washing the sheep. I loved that! In the old days you could drive over it. Now, there are bollards preventing such activity. Walk over it, look down and spot the trout. The part at the side which looks like a stone circle is where the sheep were penned and then taken one by one into the water.

Sheepwash Bridge


At the end of my experience I'm thinking of the last line in The Great Gatsby, "So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

For my part, I think that time moves on and things change. You cannot go back into the past and you cannot relive it. So, all that's left are memories and we should make happy ones each day.


Love Lady M xxx

Friday, 27 July 2018

Two Firsts!...nostalgia!





Hello Everyone,

Lady M here and it is my last week for nostalgia. Next week we are in August and I have a special story for you in five instalments throughout the month.

I chose for my last dip into the archives, 'Two Firsts' posted on 30/08/2013. 2013 was an interesting year for me. Hope you enjoy it.

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Moi! In Famagusta. Guess, I chose this because I liked the pic!

Hello Everyone,

Lady M here!

I hope you have enjoyed the summer and the company of Sofia and Donald.

I have been working hard and I cannot believe that it is September in a couple of days and in about two weeks we will see Christmas decorations in the shops.

If you cast your mind back to January I was talking about 'Firsts' and suggesting that you might like to make this a year of 'firsts' for you. I had a 'first' when I visited Eastwood and D. H. Lawrence's Birthplace in the Spring. I would like to tell you about another 'first' of mine in July.

West Bromwich has recently undergone a tremendous regeneration programme and the NEW SQUARE opened in July. One of the places in it is the Odeon Cinema. I collected one of their leaflets on the day before it opened and discovered there was a 'Senior Screen' on a Thursday morning at 11.00 a.m. and you get tea/coffee and biscuits with the film for the Senior Citizen's rate of £3.50. My first was to have the FIRST ticket for the FIRST ever SENIOR SCREEN film at that cinema. It was for 'A Song for Marion'. I was really excited when (after the computer had first tried to sell me nine tickets) the cashier at the box office, or whatever they're called these days told me it was the first ticket.

I also remembered the long gone days of the 1960's when the Odeon Cinema was very different. The price was 1/9d. The seats were plush but fold up ones and it was difficult to pass people all ready seated. There  was only one screen instead of five and the reel was on a projector somewhere at the back and films could still be in black and white. Colour ones were luxury. Now, there's Premier seating and loads of room. I believe you can even buy your ticket from a machine. I don't know how! I'm not that brave. But since that first film in July, Thursday morning has gone on my calendar as film day and the highlight of the week. Since then I've seen 'The Quartet', 'Promised Land', 'Side Effects' and 'Love is all you need'. (Yes, I thought it was a Beatles' song, too.) Next week it's 'The Great Gatsby'. Also, I'm getting to know a new group of people who congregate at the Odeon on a Thursday morning!

So, that was a great 'first' for me. I almost forgot I've had another 'first' this summer. My first SKYPE conversation. I've bought a new computer, router, camera and printer/scanner. With a lot of effort I got everything set up and can communicate while seeing the other person through Skype or Facebook.

So, that's three firsts for me. How many have you achieved this year?

Have a great week!

Lady M

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Friday, 15 December 2017

The Christmas Tree

Howde folks!

Sofia and Donald still here. Do you like the pic? I found it in Lady M's album. It was her tree a few years ago but I like the toys around it. They are the 'comfort' toys which Miranda bought for my children, Sophie and Donny. My darling children are in their late teens now and living in Australia but they took those toys with them and look at them every day. You may remember that I told them to burn a candle when they wanted to talk with me after my untimely demise. They still do that and Dad and I keep an eye on them.  Oh yes, I knew I was going to die early in life and you can read all about how in Look After Each Other.

Anyway,  Christmas is only ten days away now. Have you decorated your tree yet? This week Donald and I thought we would enlighten you as to the custom regarding the Christmas tree.

In the 8th century St Boniface was sent from England to Germany to preach about Jesus. On a frosty December evening he was walking in some woods when he came across a group of people about to make an offering of a little boy to a pagan god. The meeting was under a large oak tree. St Boniface rescued the boy and felled the tree. When it fell to the ground it left a small fir tree behind growing between its roots. St Boniface declared the fir tree to be their holy emblem because its leaves were evergreen and a sign of eternal life. Further, it pointed toward Heaven, henceforth, it would be called the tree of the Christ-Child.

The modern Christmas tree originated in Western Germany. Traditionally, it should not be decorated until Christmas Eve. However, in the 20th century the Christmas tree, like so many things, became more of a commercialism than a custom. It is now worldwide common practice to see decorated Christmas trees in stores, public places and homes from as early as October.

Traditional decorations were candles! Yes, really! It makes you wonder how many trees ended up as fires in the home. Along with the candles were ornaments, garlands and tinsel. An angel or star would be placed on the top point looking toward Heaven. The angel symbolising the host of angels and the star representative of the star of Bethlehem and the Nativity. Gifts are placed under the tree.

Only 9 more shopping days to buy those gifts.  Don't panic! In 11 days it will all be over!

Until next week be happy and try and stay sober through all the celebrating before the big day.

Love you all, Sofia and Donald xxxx




                                                        










Friday, 24 November 2017

Nostalgic November 4 - The age of technology.


                                                                                                 
Howde Folks,,

For our final November nostalgia we are looking at the time when Lady M purchased a new Freeview television set and cried tears over the death of her beautiful 1989 tv/combi set.(First posted 17/04/2015) The age of technology is the present but the future? Well, we could tell you but that would be cheating. You just have to wait and see! Btw did you know that she still has a beautiful 1980's television set in a wooden surround in her library? She really will cry when that one finally gives up the ghost. Right now, it works on one of those digital conversion things. So enjoy!
                                   
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This week, I am tackling modern technology. My beautiful 1989 tv/combi with a video recorder, (not even a DVD recorder), yes, it was really old, has finally given up the ghost. It has been collected by scrap metal merchants this morning. In its place, I have a new flat screen, 24" Toshiba model, with built-in Freeview, DVD, Wi-Fi and... Well, I'm still exploring.

While, I'm exploring, I'm thinking back to 1958, and my excitement, because we were having a television. I remember that square, heavy, object with a screen, two main knobs, and smaller ones for things like, vertical/horizontal hold, arriving and being placed in the corner of the lounge. There was a lot of commotion as aerials, (for ITV and BBC), were placed on the chimney, and the whole thing was set up. Yes, only two channels; not 132 which is what I now have. That addition to the furniture remained switched off, until 5:00 pm, each day. Then, it came to life. Programmes! Excitement, even though, it was only in black and white. I was often tempted to turn on that knob (on/off) during the day. What would I have seen? A test card!

Those televisions were, also, good for exercise, because the remote control had not been invented. The phrase "switch/turn it over to the other side" became every day vocabulary. Someone needed to, physically, get up from their chair, and WALK to the set; then, manually switch it onto the other station. There were arguments over which side to watch. Repeats and recording were unknown. You watched it at the set time, or missed it. Forget Catch Up, ITV Player, etcetera. Who can remember tuning it to "Emergency Ward 10"? And the dishy Dr. Kildare?

Long gone and lost days. Days which killed the art of conversation. Days when the idea of starting life on Mars, or one-way tickets to Mars, were more fictitious than "Round the World in Eighty Days". Having a conversation with someone, who you can actually see, on the other side of the world? Definitely, fiction. It was almost sixty years ago. Now, fiction has turned into reality.

I have a Router enabling me to have Wi-Fi on this computer, my iPad and the new television. I have a mobile phone where I can text, albeit slowly, and send a message in seconds to anywhere around the globe. The Internet and www. with emails means that communication, and business transactions, can be completed in seconds. Writing cheques is something which has become a mystery to the younger generation, and soon will probably be as extinct as dodos. 21st century technology has made things easier, quicker and certainly less taxing.

My questions, and concern are, What next? and where will it all end?

Please, feel free to comment if you share my memories or have concerns/ideas about our future.


Love to you all, Donald and Sofia xxxxx

Friday, 3 November 2017

Nostalgic November 1 -The Interview with Sarah Butland

The Blackpool Tower
The Birmingham Library








A Paphos sunset





Howde Folks!

Yay... Donald and I are back with you for two months. We have been waiting all year; we thought Lady M had forgotten all about us but we have been having the whale of a time while she has been with you...you really don't want to know!  The pics? Donald and I have selected three of her favourite places, the Birmingham Library, The Blackpool Tower and a  Paphos sunset.

Anyway back to our first choice from the archives. We have chosen that wonderful interview she did with Sarah Butland mainly because Sarah asked her so many questions that Donald and I wanted the answers to! Enjoy discovering and learning all about our Lady M.


I'd Like to Introduce You To... Marilyn Rice (originally published on 16/08/2011)

 
Meet Marilyn Rice. A passionate writer who is growing her family one novel at a time. Learn how she stays motivated, inspires and ends her novels in a very unique way. And if you think I’ve missed anything please comment and ask, I’m sure she’ll be back again to reply.
Enjoy…
1) What about writing inspires you most?
I love the creativity. I took a writing course many years ago and have written short stories, articles and non-fiction but my forte is the novel. The inspiration, for all of my work, comes from anywhere and everywhere, people, incidents and events. I firmly believe that all fiction is a combination of imagination, research and experience on the part of the author.
My novels are labours of love and my babies! I spend a lot of time planning and plotting, weaving ideas and creating characters before I begin writing and I always write the ending first. This may sound strange, but then I know where everything is leading to. I usually have to make a few changes when I’ve finished writing because the characters or the story has taken a slightly different route from the one I had expected, along the way; but I love it when the characters take on a life of their own and do something I had not planned. In Look After Each Other, for example, I had no idea that one of the main characters was going to die in a car accident, it was not supposed to be like that. It just happened and felt right.
I also made a decision early on that all of my books would have the title as the final words. So, the last sentence and words are easy, it is just the first 100,000 or so that are slightly more difficult!
We all know that the first paragraph is the most important. If it does not engage the reader, he or she is unlikely to want to carry on, however good the rest of the novel may be. I tend to spend a lot of time waiting or praying for inspiration to get it right. However, while I am actively writing I become completely involved in my work, my characters live with me night and day. Yes, they are “real”. If characters are not real to the author, then the book will not work; it will not be a convincing story. I share their time and environment; I love being in that fictitious world and unaware of reality. While writing Time & Tide, I spent two weeks in a hayloft with Irene and Danny in a Derbyshire village, in 1966; it was lovely and nostalgic.

2) When did you know you wanted to write? Was there a defining moment for you?
I have always wanted to write. As a child I loved reading and writing. Reading is a form of escapism.
A book will transport you to mysterious, magic and unknown pastures and I loved that.
Sadly, writing for the majority of us is not a way of paying the bills, but teaching is. I left school in 1969 and went to Crewe College of Education to train for the teaching profession. I taught in secondary schools, in the UK, during a period when there were many changes in our education system. The 70’s and 80’s were difficult and challenging times, and I was one of many teachers who seemed to become exhausted after twenty years. I retired through ill-health at the young age of 42. This was the defining time for me. In one way, it seemed like a heaven sent opportunity to be able to do something which had always been impossible. I was in receipt of a pension, and could have spent the rest of my days as a couch potato, but why idle away the days wasting time? One of the great advantages of writing is that it is not essential to work for, or at, a set time daily. I can work at my own pace.

3) How do you define success with regards to your writing career?
Success, initially, was getting my first book into print. It was that moment of ecstasy when I opened the first box of books and saw that FIRST copy of my book. I ran next door, screaming and shouting, ‘Look… look…’ and proudly thrust my book at the neighbours.
Secondly, success is when people want to read my work and then say how much they enjoyed it.
Thirdly, success is when I’m getting advanced orders for the next book before I have even finished it.
Fourthly, I said, when I started Look After Each Other, that if I could help just one woman change her life for the better, after being at the mercy of a control-freak or a victim of domestic violence, I would be happy. I now know that at least one lady has used Sofia as a role model and starting a new and better life.

4) Reviewing blog at http://lookaftereachother.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html I see you visited many different cities and countries in your blog. Have you been to each location or do you want to go?
Both, the idea and how to do a blog, came from my publisher. Clearly, the main aim is to sell books. Incidentally, I have only just found out that “blog” is short for weblog! I gave considerable thought to how frequently I should do them and the content. I decided that it should be a weekly one and with as much variation in content as possible, and finishing with a positive thought for the week ahead.
In the summer months, at least in the northern hemisphere, we tend to go on holiday. Therefore, July and August would be good months to get my virtual jet out of the hangar and ‘hit’ some of the capital cities and give readers twenty facts about each one.
I have always loved travel, visiting different places, meeting the people, learning about their way of life and culture, enjoying and experiencing the traditions and cuisine. My first experience of jet travel was on a Jumbo Jet to Israel in 1975. In those days, the airport and the journey were exciting and stimulating. There is an old saying that the journey, to a holiday destination, is half the fun. Since the advent of sky-jacking, terrorism, volcanic ash and numerous incidents which have tightened up security, and led to luggage restrictions, the journey has ceased to be fun. It has turned into a nightmare. Now, I hate the journey with all its hassle. It is only the fact that, I know I will enjoy it, when I reach my destination. Hopefully, I will be reunited with my luggage at the “praying” carousel, leave the airport and then it will all have been worthwhile.
Last summer, the jet visited London, Canberra, Washington, Tokyo, Cairo and Paris. Canberra, Washington and Tokyo, I have never visited but after researching them I would love to; although, I have popped across the pond to both Canada and the USA.
I have been to London many times. As a British Citizen, I am proud of my country, our heritage and Monarchy. I have thoroughly enjoyed visiting the Tower, Westminster Abbey, St. Paul’s, Trafalgar Square, the museums, the parks, the shops and of course, the West End. I have yet to try The London Eye or take a boat ride on the Thames.
Cairo? I visited in 2003 on a day trip from Cyprus. It was an unforgettable ‘once in a life time’ experience. We left Paphos airport early in the morning for the hour flight to Cairo. Before lunch at the Hilton Hotel, we had a city tour and visited the Museum. In the afternoon, we went to the Sphinx and Pyramids at Giza, one of the Seven Wonders of the World and the only surviving one. I had always imagined having nice sunny photographs as a memento of the day. Sadly, we picked one of the six days in the year when it was raining. Such is life! In the evening, we were taken on a cruise along the Nile and entertained by belly dancers. Then, exhausted we had a late flight back to Cyprus. It is amazing what you can achieve in a day.
Paris? Yes I have been to Paris. It was for a long weekend in 1990. I did all the tourist things, visited the main sites (Eiffel Tower, Louvre, Opera House, Arc de Triomphe, Versailles, Sacré Coeur, Notre Dame etcetera) and a river cruise. So, I have cruised along the Nile and the Seine and a few other rivers but not along the Thames!
This summer my jet, with Sofia and Donald on board, visited Ottawa, Buenos Aires, South Africa, Wellington, Beijing, Moscow, Athens and Rome. I am afraid I have only actually visited Moscow and Athens. The rest? Maybe one day. Sofia and Donald certainly seemed to have had a good time and I have definitely enjoyed doing the research and adding to my general knowledge. Did you know that South Africa has three capital cities?
I spent the New Year in Moscow in 1976, visited the Kremlin and saw a performance from the Bolshoi Ballet. That was when Russia was the USSR and under a communist regime. I am sure it is very different today,
Athens? Yes, it was a day trip while staying on the Greek island of Evia. The Acropolis is magnificent!
At the end of August our round the world trip ends in Rome. In September, Donald and Sofia will be hosting the second year of ‘Stimulating September’; a month of general knowledge quizzes, so do pop along and test your general knowledge.

5) You said “I found writing my first novel, Time & Tide, a fascinating experience and wonderful journey down memory lane.” Please elaborate on this and what this book personally meant to you?
In the mid 1990’s I was trying to write a book especially for the Millennium. At that time the world was looking back at events of the 20th century and noting the changing times. It seemed like a good idea to write a saga and incorporate a diary spanning through the second half of the century and having the main character, Irene actually born on January 1st 1950, which would make her 50 at the turn of the century.
Irene, is a typical woman of my own generation, she has several relationships and marriages. Her mother, Charlotte and grandmother, Elizabeth are also typical of the early part of the last century where a woman’s ‘duty’ was to be a wife and mother. Charlotte’s role, in my novel, is to keep this diary of social and historical events, as well as family ones.
Some of the story, particularly the village life of the 50’s and 60’s was very much based on my own experiences; it was this part which led me down ‘memory lane’ to recall childhood memories which was a ‘fascinating experience and wonderful journey’. It made me realize that I had had a happy, carefree childhood in idyllic surroundings at a time before Neil Armstrong walked on the moon and the world was a very different place. The pace of life was much slower and it was prior to the modern technology which rules our lives today. It is said that childhood days are the best days of one’s life; it is so sad that one does not realize this until adulthood with all its responsibilities is reached. Yes, there were moments of sadness, particularly the deaths of my younger sister and grandfather; such moments are strongly imprinted on my mind but they do not detract from the overall halcyon days.
I did a lot of research for the diary aspect; likewise this brought back memories of events which had been dormant in my mind.
Time & Tide was my first novel and published book. I had written Innocent Victim during the summer holiday in 1987, this book was never published but rewritten as No Regrets and became my second published work. I learned all about the publishing game, editing, typesetting, jacket, blurb, pricing, library copies etc from self-publishing this particular book. I will always be indebted to Steve Connors and his ‘Citron Press’ company for all the help and information I received from them. Sadly, like so many publishing companies, this one no longer exists. I launched Time & Tide on my own 50th birthday in Kings Square, West Bromwich. The publication and launching of this first novel marked a turning point in my life and the real onset of a new career which is why, whatever else I write or achieve, this book will always remain the cornerstone and special.

6) You now have five books out: ‘Look After Each Other’, ‘Time & Tide’, ‘No Regrets’, ‘Stay in Touch’, and the sequel to ‘Look After Each Other’, ‘Sofia’s legacy’. Did you enjoy writing one more than the other? Did you find your sequel a difficult one to write to ensure it was readable by itself but didn’t repeat the first story?
I tend to enjoy the book I am working on. All of my books are different, personal and exciting journeys. I have written a saga with an integrated fifty year diary; one in the format of a journal through the year of 1986; a black comedy in three parts; a novel with a ‘sixth sense’ twist and the fifth one, or sequel to Look After Each Other has characters in two universes, some have passed over and are living in a parallel world and integrating with characters who are still alive. . .now that is a REAL challenge! The final part in the ‘Sofia’ trilogy is equally challenging. I am working on that at the present time and answering all the unanswered questions. What was all the mystery surrounding Charles Urquart-Latterley? Does Derek marry Miranda? Does he ever find out the truth about his wife? So, number six, Love You For Ever is definitely my favourite at the moment.
I did not find it particularly difficult to write the sequel. It begins where the first book ends, namely at Sofia’s funeral. I found it quite easy to summarize the preceding events in the first two chapters. From chapter three onwards the story moves forward. Sofia is discovering her new life or death and Derek and his family carry on without her.

7) You started blogging by answering some pretty typical questions for writer’s to be asked. Have you been asked anything unusual since you’ve started writing or since you became an author?
Yes, I began my blog with an “Ask the Author” session and answered the most usual questions we get asked. That was followed by “Derekisms” and the one on the subject which I feel passionate about, “Keep books alive!” In this age of technology eBooks’, Kindle, Nook etc I feel that the traditional paper book is dying. We are watching the independent bookshops and even the chain book stores close down. Borders were the last one to disappear. It is up to us to ensure that the traditional book with beautiful, crisp pages to turn over does not become as extinct as the dinosaur. I never pass a book store without going inside, browsing and buying at least ONE book. Please, everyone, try and do the same.
It is not the questions which I have found unusual since I became an author, but people’s change in attitude toward me. They seem totally amazed because they have met someone who has written a book. They stand back, stare and gasp. It’s like they really believe that books do just fall out of the sky! Then come the usual questions and I sigh!
I went to a store to get some poster size copies of the cover of Time & Tide for the launch. The assistant refused to photocopy on the grounds that it would be an infringement of copyright. The only way I could convince him that the copyright was mine was by producing my driver’s license! That was the first time I got the “look” and gasp! I’ve lost count of the number since then.
On one occasion, I was engaged in conversation, while someone else was reading the blurb on Stay in Touch. He asked me if I had done the necessary research for the book. Like all authors, I do research things thoroughly. Still engaged in conversation, and not taking a lot of notice of what this person was reading, I gave him the obvious ‘Yes’ answer. After all, it is one of those common, boring, routine questions. He repeated the question a couple of times before handing the book back and laughing. Only then did I realize what he had actually been reading,
Just what can drive a woman to murder? Or even three murders? Men. How can she become a serial killer undetected and rich on the proceeds of her crimes?
Of course I had done my research!!!
I have been to various events, when the opportunities have presented themselves, in an attempt to both promote and sell my books. At the Hay Festival in 2005, where I shared a stand with another writer, we had our name badges on and mine, said Publisher/Author. We learned from that experience that more people were interested in finding out how to publish a book than buying ours. If I had charged for giving information on “How to Self-Publish” I could have made a fortune.
After that, I produced a five-page booklet titled, “Write It! Publish It! Market It”. It has information learned as a result of my experiences of writing, self-publishing and marketing in the UK: advice, addresses, marketing to shops and libraries including the online library link for all libraries, in the UK and much more. This is available from me as a Word doc, and I would be happy to send it to anyone who feels it may be of use to them, but please be aware that all the addresses are in the UK and not international.

8) How do you find the marketing has been for your books? Do you find you sell more the more you publish? Any clever tricks you want to share?
It is easier to sell ice cream to Eskimos than sell books.
In the present economical climate no one appears to be buying anything other than necessities. One of the first things I realized was people’s preconception that if you were an author you must be extremely wealthy and can afford to give books away. The general consensus of opinion seems to be that books do not cost anything to write or publish; they just fall out of the sky. Then, there were friends, relations and colleagues, the first people you approach. Most of them, even people who were just on the Christmas card list and not seen for years, assumed that as they knew me they should have a free copy. Those first months in 2001 were a real eye-opener!
Marketing is the hardest part. I try to sell my books at every opportunity but I accept ‘No’ as a ‘no’ and I never pester people. Holidays are very good times.
I have one particular line I use in marketing, which always leaves people laughing, whether they want a book or not. If they are laughing when they leave me, then I know they have not been offended, upset or felt pestered in any way. I just tell them that they MUST buy the book, a first edition, but not read it. They should put it in the attic in pristine condition and leave it for two hundred years until their great-great-great grandchildren find it. It will be worth a fortune and their descendants will be eternally grateful for their foresight. Just think of Jane Austen!
I think humour is a most useful tool in marketing. If someone is undecided, I will ask if they would ‘like to phone a friend’, ‘ask the audience’ or use the ‘fifty-fifty’ option.
At the moment, I am offering to send a personalized signed message on a small sticker to those who buy my books outside the UK, from Amazon or B & N or any other retail outlet. It is extremely expensive to send books abroad and this seems to be an acceptable alternative. Feel free to try it.
Definitely! It is easier to sell more having published more. It gives people a choice. I can also do ‘deals’; two for £15, saving almost £3 or four for £25.00 plus p&p! Then, there are those who want to buy all of them and others who try one and then return for the rest.

9)Is there a question you’ve wanted to be asked but haven’t been? If so, what was it and what is your answer? If not, was there anything more you’d like to add?
First of all, thank you very much for this interview, Sarah.
I think the question I would most like to be asked is, “How can I/we help you?” I’ve always been asked for help or information regarding writing and publishing. Quite simply, BUY my books; please put a review on Amazon/Goodreads/Barnes and Noble, place an order at your library and tell your friends.
I would like to add a plea to all readers, please help to keep traditional books alive. They do make very nice gifts!
Please have a look at my blog and books; it would be nice if you were to buy one or become a follower on the blog.
Do pop along to my author page on FB and click LIKE, Author, Marilyn L Rice – Fan Page (Strategic Book Group)
If I can help anyone, or you would like a download of “Write it, Publish it, Market it” please email me marilynlrice@talktalk.net

Thanks so much for answering my questions, Marilyn. All the best!
And thank YOU for reading,
Sarah Butland

Friday, 25 November 2016

Sofia's Selection 5...Holiday Time.... Blackpool!


Howde Folks,

I'm still here while Lady M is enjoying life in her second home...Cyprus. This week I noticed this one from her blog last year. She returned to Blackpool for a week out of nostalgia for her long lost youth. I read it and it's given me ideas. After last week's blog you will know what I mean! Talking of last week... did it inspire you to make a bucket list, change your life or spice up your sex life?

Anyway, while you enjoy this Donald and I are off to indulge in my favourite hobby in some new places in Blackpool...The Tower Ballroom...The beach in front of the donkeys...The model village...The piers. We are going to have fun!

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Tea dance at the Tower Ballroom




Hello Everyone,

I have just returned from a 5 night break in Blackpool. It was fantabulous, awesome. We got sunshine; there I was enjoying myself eating ice cream on the Central Pier, wearing sunspecs and covered in Factor 30. Brill!

I found a super hols in the SAGA brochure with included trips to the Tower Ballroom for a tea dance and a day in the Lakes with a Windermere Cruise (more about that next week). We had a super rep, Charlie who was in reception to greet every passenger. Peeps sometimes look at the Saga prices and think they are expensive. Wrong! There are so many inclusions that it really works out cheaper. Before I continue, I have to thank SatNav who did herself proud. There was an accident on the Motorway which meant long delays between Junctions 31 and 32. She took me off the Motorway at J 31 and somehow avoided the stationery traffic in Preston and found me the 'A' road to Blackpool. There was very little traffic; everything was stuck elsewhere. I love it when she gets it right.

We were at the 4* Imperial Hotel on the North Shore part of town. This hotel was built in 1867. Can you imagine any thing built today still standing in 150 years time? It boasted having such eminent guests as Charles Dickens and Winston Churchill. My writer's mind imagined chambermaids taking water to the rooms and emptying chamber pots. There would be no bathrooms, no electricity and peeps arriving by horse and carriage, ladies wearing beautiful gowns, and everyone dressing for dinner! Long gone days.


The North Pier
Charles Dickens on my corridor!
The Tower



Donkeys on the beach









The Church in the Model Village



The Castle in the Model Village


On the first morning I took a stroll along the Prom to the North Pier, walked right down the Pier and back to the Arcade. Yes, I succumbed and put coins in those one-armed bandits. No, I didn't win. Well, you don't do you? But it was great fun! In the afternoon we had our first included excursion to the Tower Ballroom for the tea dance. Spectacular! Magic! Awesome experience. Organ music. We saw the organists change over; one disappears into the pit after his colleague has risen from the pit. No, I didn't dance. I'm afraid my days of Foxtrots and Waltzes are over but watching was fun. Also, the ballroom was a true example of Victorian splendour and the food? Just look at my top pic... Mouth watering. That was between four of us. We left around 2.30 for a stroll around the shops and finally an ice cream on the Prom before the coach returned us to the hotel.
Dinners were in The Palm Court Restaurant looking out at the sea and brilliant sunsets. When the sun had set the illuminations came on. The food? To coin the old adage... to die for. Absolutely delicious and mouth watering.
On the second day I visited The Model Village. I hadn't visited one since the sixties. The cashier told me it was because there were not many around. So, if you're in Blackpool don't miss it. It has everything in a small space but extremely well-planned with a 'route' questions guide. I've chosen just two pics to share with you. Later, even more nostalgia as I took the tram to South Pier, strolled along it, watched the donkeys on the beach and walked back to Central Pier. Well, it didn't look that far! I wanted to eat chips out of newspaper. Alas, no longer possible but I did get a cone of chips and ate them on the Central Pier while thinking of all the old trips I made to Blackpool in my youth.
On the third day we visited Windermere, (next week). On my final day I went shopping at the Freeport Outlet in Fleetwood and used my bus pass so I got a free ride. Then, in the early evening, a final stroll along the Prom to North Pier before dinner. The last event of the holiday?  A bingo session put on by our rep.
So, you all know Lady M likes new experiences and 'firsts'. She had been to Blackpool before, seen the Tower etc but she had never been to a tea dance...












A Carriage Ride?



The Tram
Have a great week, Lady M!

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Love Sofia and Donald  xxxx

P.s. We are in the Tower Ballroom!



Friday, 22 November 2013

Nostalgic November 4! What a weekend!

Howde Folks,

Yes, we're still here and she's in the sun with Boris! I hope you're enjoying my moments of Nostalgia. For number 4, I just had to remember that historic event of last year which we celebrated upstairs as well. The Queen's Diamond Jubilee! (Originally published on 08/06/2012).




Hello Everyone!

What a weekend we have had in the UK!

Just in case anyone has not heard our Queen celebrated her Diamond Jubilee. She actually ascended to the throne while asleep at Treetops in Kenya during the night of February 6th, 1952. So, the exact time of her change in status, from Princess Elizabeth to Queen Elizabeth II, is unknown. What is even more amazing, for young people to comprehend today, is that she didn't even know for a further day. Communications were very different in 1952 and it took time to make the various connections at the numerous telephone exchanges between England and Africa for a phone call.

The young Queen, with her Consort, cut short the overseas tour and returned home. Earlier this year, she renewed the vow she had made at the age of 21 to 'serve' her people and the Commonwealth for the rest of her life. Now, she is 86, we celebrated her birthday in April. How many people who, if they are lucky enough, to have a job for life would carry on at 86? I can't think of many who would take that option voluntarily when they have money and a choice.

Last weekend, we saw that the Monarchy is thriving, and with the recent marriage of Prince William, it appears to have a secure future. It is a very different situation from the 1990's when it seemed like the House of Windsor was crumbling.

The four day weekend began with an afternoon at the races. On Sunday, there was a pageant on the River Thames, a flotilla of 1,000 boats sailing along. Sadly, it seemed as if our weather was unappreciative of our celebrations. It was more like freezing June, than a flaming one. Apparently, it was extremely breezy and by the end pouring with rain. Despite this, the final barge, had choristers on it singing patriotic songs. Heroically, although they looked like drowned rats, they carried on singing. The Queen and Prince Philip were standing on HMS Belfast for the entire afternoon and the last scenes of the 90 year old Prince were of him 'moving to the music'.

On Monday afternoon he was admitted to hospital and missed the rest of the celebrations. The show went on, in the evening there was a concert with music from all of the six decades of the Queen's reign. It was spectacular, outside Buckingham Palace! It was still freezing cold but at least the rain stayed away. Then, on Tuesday, there was a Service of Thanksgiving at St. Paul's Cathedral and later a traditional balcony appearance of The Queen, Prince Charles and the Duchess of Cornwall, Prince William and the Duchess of Cambridge and Prince Harry. The Monarch with the next three in succession to the Throne. The crowning glory to these appearances is the 'fly past' of the 'Red Arrows'. They give a spectacular air display of red, white and blue smoke!

The weekend, as Prince Charles said, was the fourth Jubilee and he had the medals to prove it. We have celebrated the silver, ruby and gold. Who has seats for the Platinum? If our Queen is fortunate enough to be able to serve us into her 90's she will be the oldest and longest serving Monarch. The only other Monarch to achieve 60 years was Queen Victoria who reigned for 64 years. Go Ma'am Go!

British subjects and citizens were celebrating around the world. We may have lost the Empire but we still know how to throw a party and celebrate. We had bunting and Union Jack's everywhere. On Monday, there were beacons being lit, the final one lit by the Queen at the end of the concert. Despite the weather street parties were held up and down the land at various times.

Are you wondering why I have photographs of my books and Ice House Pool? Why do I have no pretty pictures of these festivities. Er...I stayed at home, in the warm, watching it all on television. I did go to the party at our library the Monday before and I was around when the bunting was going up at the Farm on Friday but Saturday until Monday, saw me and cheesecake, glued to the goggle box! I had a flag over my mantelpiece; it is now on the fridge. It was left over at the Farm on Friday!

Well, that weekend is over, tonight another event starts. . .Euro football. It's football fever for a few weeks. Then, in England, we are hosting the Olympics and have been preparing for seven years. The torch is being carried around Britain; it is coming through West Bromwich at the end of the month and I am looking forward to seeing it. Maybe, you'll even get photographs! I was concerned about the competitors surviving Heathrow airport I am now more concerned about them arriving at all. We have gale force winds here and tremendous rain with danger of more flooding but still there is the hosepipe ban.


Thought for the week: Do not let it rain on your parade!

Or as Sofia would say: STAY POSITIVE!

Yes, I am saying STAY POSITIVE!

Love to you all until next Friday, Sofia xxx