Good to be here writing. Just watched The Chase having sewn tons today making a quilt and then serviettes for the Christmas table. Went to extra Yoga with Jessica Green which I’ve attended since before May and after March 23rd. Seems years away. Watched some PBS documentaries and did some eBay shopping.
Hackney Circle joined with MakeTown to offer its members free weaving sessions online at GoogleMeet not familiar Zoom. We received at socially distanced front doors our weaving kits for free. Two sessions and by the second one we were a group of three from maybe ten before: I hardly looked up as I wove. I know for a fact seniors could not access Google flipping Meet. Saw their names. Some from Up Your Street. But the weaving and needling was good. Another workshop is in the pipeline IF you fill out the evaluation form…… online. What might it be?
Leila Jancovich at Leeds Metro Uni has published her findings from community hub leaders and art architects about the pushed mantra that arts and crafts create senses of well-being amongst the clients. Responses to questionnaires about the value of arts in the community to both clients and managers are usually summed up in the word “brilliant” which is a word with scales or levels. The value of that word has to be scrutinised. Funding relies on words and examples. Brilliant cannot do it. For example I think it’s brilliant if we get free tuition and a free cuppa in a nice venue. That’s hardly an advert for art in the community and a case for arts funding. After Covid when arts money is all gone we’ll thrash out part two of Jancovich’s thesis.
Art-wise I produced an original for Rosetta’s secret postcard sale mid December and a bunting flag for feminist Craftivism post Covid and a mental health charity aligned witch spoon project in Hebden Bridge. I have two RAGWORKS exhibitions up since I can’t remember and to which no one has access. My Christmas decorations and tree are up and I’ve hidden sugary goodies. My doors are open and shut on my Ferrer advent calendar. Yummy.
Zoom time with Rachel Mulligan. Ely stained glass windows. Keeping up a pecker.🤣
Got to share my enthusiasm: joined a Zoom and they chatted about calligraphy* and one woman showed us vellum** parchments she got off Ebay to help her with a previous calligraphy course she did. I thought I’d look at Ebay and bought a vellum advertised to show Stoke Newington history. Fiver.
Well…. I Googled the names. It was for 1910. It was Thomas A. De la rue of London, the grandson of Thomas de la Rue of Guernsey who invented the printing of bank notes, playing cards and postage stamps and on the document he was renting a shop in Stoke Newington High Street at no.199 right by Abney Park Cemetery and Yum Yum where Hyacinth loves to host her meet-ups.
Our Thomas A carried on his grandfather’s firm. His dad was very famous. Warren De la rue.
The firm is still the best government printers and worth millions. They could buy the vellum off me😂
He died in 1911.
Stoke Newington was developing from posh country Hackney to factory urbanity.
The woman who owned 199 Stoke Newington High Street in Hackney was Sarah Annie Pell, wife of Charles Pell both of Hastings. I had just scanned the document picking up a woman’s name and the words lessee and lessee and stupidly assumed the man was the lesser. The woman is described as the wife of Charles Pell just to remind us a man was in the picture or dead but still named. The woman was renting to a sixty year old rich guy. He died soon after.
199 Stokey is under builders’ wraps and scaffolds as revealed at Gooogle Maps.
Baronet Thomas A. De La Rue is often spelt Delarue as on my document so that threw me.
The history of that rich family is gripping. They are linked to sheep-stealing convict ancestors in Australia. Ain’t we all?
And then some. Old granddaddy De La Rue married a second wife after Jane Warren she being a young Swedish woman named Mary Eckers and that caused some grief in the stocks and shares.
I then went back to Ebay with Googly eyes and a spinning head and found by chance a postcard showing Crouch Hill North London my manor of yore. Turned it over virtually and it was addressed to someone De la Rue Guernsey. Witchy. Two quid and it’s on its way to me.
Loads of De La rue playing cards at Ebay. Some dirty old packets and some single queens selling for two pounds too.