Socks for Refugees

Here’s a great idea from Holy Trinity Church, Tattershall:

What small thing can you do for someone who is displaced from their home and family?

How about donating a new pair of socks? We all love putting on a new pair of socks. Separate your socks if you bought a pack, remove any unnecessary packaging but keep the plastic tag holding them together. Continue reading

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The good old red public telephone box

Martin_phonebox_crop_150I have recently been spending time creating and running a website-cum-blog for the village in Lincolnshire where we live, Kirkby on Bain. So far it’s been a lot of fun, and it gets more hits than any other site I have worked on, somewhat to my amazement. One of the most read posts is an account by my neighbour Martin Briscombe, who recently retired after managing a chicken feed mill (no jokes please) for many years.

martin_phonebox _paint_240Martin is a man of action, and on retirement he promptly took over responsibility for doing something about the red public telephone box which was adopted by the village but has been gently decaying in recent times. You can read his account of this venture here.

Before publishing the story, in the normal process of fact checking, I found myself entering a whole new universe of phone boxes. I have since become hypersensitive to every decommissioned phone box I see in villages around these parts, most of which seem to be simply abandoned, presumably as a result of the meteoric rise of mobile phones. It’s a done deal alright, those good old red phone boxes are now definitely things of the past, along with steam trains, fax machines and consideration for others. Continue reading

Blown off course, but land is in sight

Martin_phonebox_crop_150I have been distracted lately by working on a new blog for my home village of Kirkby on Bain, Lincolnshire. I have to admit I was sceptical about the idea, but how wrong can you be? To my surprise, after only a few days, it’s a hit, at least round here, and oddly satisfying to work on, especially after the extreme frustrations of working for the local University.

Come to think of it, this turn of events rather bears out my growing conviction that websites, including blogs, tend to work best when there is a ready-made audience, or constituency, regardless of numbers. Building an audience is much harder.

The most-read story so far is about that great British icon, the red telephone box, and how it has been saved from extinction in our village. Give it a whirl.

However, fear not, I do have a lot more of my own stories to tell here, and I hope to have normal service resumed fairly soon.