Saturday, 27 September 2014

Late September

On our balcony

My stepsister and her husband, Eric, having stayed with us this last week:

Dear Fiona. I'm enjoying a large filter coffee in Plous Bookshop in town having dropped you two off at the airport. Hope it wasn’t too hectic and that you are home safe and sound. I guess your flight will be overhead any time now. I think I hear its rumble.
I’m so pleased you decided to visit us, and would like to think that, even with your immaculate politeness, I detect a sense that you really did enjoy yourselves - wasps and snails apart...We did - without too much bustle - get a lot into our week together, even though we didn’t climb Mount Pantocrator, visit Old Perithia, The British Cemetery, sail the boat, or visit the Aristeidis Metallinos Museum or go to Albania for the day or climb up to Angelokastro! But we did take a boat for a picnic on Mouse Island, watch the planes landing and taking off from Kanoni, visit Mon Repos in the rain, eat at George’s, at San Stephano, at Strapunto, walk the streets of Corfu city, swim off Dassia Beach and gaze at the remains of the Club Med site where you holidayed in the 60s; walk the village, meet our friend Cinty, stroll and nearly get the car stuck at Avlaki beach. We bathed too at Paleocastritsa, struggling with a sunshade in a warm sea wind...
At Paleocastritsa
...and went to the Monastery there; visited tourist-jammed Kassiopi, strolled the misty streets of Sokraki after climbing the 29 (or is 27 or 28?) hairpin bends from Ano Korakiana, descending via Trompetta with its panoramas north and south over the island, and took the caique that plies between the Old Harbour and Vido Island where we met the rude waiter Dimitrios at Taverna Menios (I promised to name him!) and I swam off that pebbly little cove as we watched the big cruise liners leaving the narrows. Love to Eric. It was great to get to meet him for more than a passing handshake. He's a fine man, kind, generous, and funny and looking enviably good as an ‘old man’ like me - with the requisite amount of shared grumpiness to put me at my ease.  Love to all the family. (Send us some photos of your sojourn on Corfu). That poem I mentioned by John Pudney...
Do not despair
For Johnny-head-in-air;
He sleeps as sound
As Johnny underground.
Fetch out no shroud
For Johnny-in-the-cloud;
And keep your tears
For him in after years.
Better by far
For Johnny-the-bright-star,
To keep your head,
And see his children fed.
xxxx Simon
On Vido

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22 Sept 2014 for the moment no meetings on the matter of the laic sculptor but a letter from Dr. Eurydice Antzοulatοu-Retsila
Dear Simon. Thank you very much for your letter and the right use of my name! Actually all my international friends like this version. I am deeply touched by your philhellenic feelings. Greece needs distinguished friends like you to survive nowadays. Your thoughts about Metallinos and the 'background' concerning his ideas had occupied myself too and I was wondering what was really happening there. having some ideas parallel to yours and thinking that research was needed to go further. So, I am glad that you are doing it. I think it has to do with ‘mentalities’ and ‘stereotypes’ of local behaviours within the framework of a local community influenced by the general 'clima' of a certain historical period, with all its exaggerations (very usual for a Mediterranean hectic milieu). It will be my pleasure to hear more about progress….All best greetings, Eurydice
Dear Eurydice. Yes that’s the name we learned in school (:))
Thanks for your most flattering complements. My area of academic work for thirty plus years has been local government in its many forms and in several countries. My specialty has been the subtleties of the working relationship between politicians and administrators - relationships that make, or fail to, make governmentI am a social anthropologist in my initial training and inclinations, but now I suppose a generalist and journeyman researcher into things that intrigue me.
I really enjoy digesting your reflections on the laic sculptor and will, with your permission, continue to put extracts that capture these in the fragmented narrative I call 'Democracy Street’. I will stay in touch and share further thoughts and pass on further questions if I may - those that arise from your reflections and others arising from mine. Gradually we learn more. Kindest regards, Simon
208 Οδός Δημοκρατίας, Άνω Κορακιάνα 49083, Κέρκυρα, Ἑλλάς
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Meanwhile back in the UK, an exchange, necessarily kept anonymous, re trouble between a friend, expert in monitoring the probity of credit unions, and a particular credit union official with which they were asked to be associated I’m unclear about the letters on the list ‘b’, ‘e’, ‘g’. Perhaps they refer to clauses in that CU’s constitution. The letter copied to me:
Evening X. The appeal letters went out during last week, please find copy attached.  The date is the xxx at xxxx. This letter was sent to all current adult members. Not sure why yours has not arrived as members have rung from all parts of the country to ask what's its for or to give apologies etc. I will arrange for another to be sent tomorrow.
You requested what charges are sought against you,
b.   Divulging confidential information obtained by virtue of being a Member of the Credit Union;
e. Maliciously and knowingly spreading incorrect reports about the management of the Credit Union;
g. Actively working against the interests of the Credit Union and/or its membership;
Xy has told me you rang while they were out...I'm in for the rest of the evening. But in Tx tomorrow. Xxx Chair of Credit Committee, President of Credit Union
23 reply to my beleaguered friend:
The charges against you are absurd, which is perhaps why it has been so difficult to obtain them.
Words and phrases have been spun to make honest, and indeed required, monitoring and reporting pre-requisite to your official role in the CU, look quite the opposite.
Had you not carried out the actions which this CU has turned into accusations and recriminations of  maliciousness and impropriety - you would have been acting illegally and improperly.
For the derogatory term ‘divulging’, read instead ‘imparting' or ‘reporting’ - and, in this case, ‘reporting' information to which you, in your role, were entitled to and needed to carry out your work for the CU - information which you imparted under confidential conditions to a regulatory agency concerned with the conduct and management of the CU.
You were doing nothing less than the job that was required of you when appointed to it.
The use of the words ‘malicious' and ‘knowingly' as applied to an agent of the CU carrying out their required duties is slander.
The use of the term ‘knowingly’ linked to ‘maliciously’ is an oxymoron. Of course you made your reports ‘knowingly'. These terms are linked to intensify the accusation.
The charge of 'actively working against’ contains similar oxymoronic intensifiers, demonstrating the weakness of your accusers’ position.  What difference does ‘actively’ make to the strength of these allegations?
Your accusers are angered and embarrassed that you did your duty in the role to which they and others elected you.
Can I say more? Lots, but I’m keeping it short. I wouldn’t even grace this behaviour with the term ‘vendetta’. You are being set up to face charges from a kangaroo court whose members seem unwilling to afford you due process. They hold over you charges which ought, rightfully, to be directed at them. It is your accusers who are bringing the CU, and indeed the whole CU movement, into disrepute by their arrogant and ill-judged actions...Instead of taking advantage of your skills, experience and integrity in managing the affairs of a Credit Union, certain key officials decided, not just to ignore your cautions about their procedures, but have add insult to the injury by, in effect, accusing you of ‘doing your job properly’. Best, Simon
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Several villagers in Ano Korakiana have sought my views on the Scottish 'referendum' in most cases, knowing the poll result before we did, having no Wifi or TV at Democracy Street. I asked my politician friend from Walsall, Dave Church to share his opinion of the result, which pleased me more than him. I'd been unaware of 'DevoMax'…
His letter on 19th Sept…Simon. The 55%-45% referendum result was much what I expected (in the pub I gave it 53%-47%) given the desperate promises made by the leaders of the 'No' campaign. Although opinion polls suggested a tighter result, it has always been my view that 'undecided' voters who do then vote, tend to favour the 'status quo' option.  It was I think ironic that Cameron refused to include the 'DevoMax' option on the ballot paper but then had to promise this to avoid what he thought could be a 'Yes' vote, yet the end margin suggested that this may not have been necessary. In a sense it turned out to be a referendum between Yes and 'DevoMax' so the 'No' campaign lost at least to the extent that in the end there was not a 'status quo' option.
Although I personally favoured a 'Yes' vote, I must admit that this was probably because of my "anti status quo" outlook as much as it was my hope that an independent Scotland could demonstrate a fairer society. In many ways the result could not have been better. Independence for Scotland could have allowed a 'no real change' situation for the rest of the UK, but the promised level of devolution will I think require significant though to be given to the democratic structures here. If we could extend this further than merely excluding Scottish Westminster MPs from voting on issues devolved to the Scottish parliament, there could be real gains towards real democracy.
Look forward to meeting in November. Dave
Coignafearn on the Findhorn a few years back (photo: Dave Roskelly)

Monday, 15 September 2014

The village sculptor at work

Aristeidis Metallinos of Ano Korakiana by Jan Bowman (Sept 2014)
As a generous present for a small favour my friend Jan has sketched the laic sculptor Aristeidis Metallinos, working from a photo lent by Angeliki Metallinos, his grand-daughter. It’s been good to get a note from the academic who wrote about him in 1985 – now Dr. Eurydice Antzoulatou-Retsila, since 2009 professor and Dean of the School of Cultural Studies of the University of Peloponnese in Kalamata – 300 kilometres south east of here. Her email spoke of meeting the sculptor in early 1982 ‘during my scientific fieldwork’. She thanked me for my interest and asked me to please let her know ‘if you think I could be of help in your research about Metallinos and his work.’...
I had felt, at that time, very lucky to have discovered him. At that period I was curator at the State Museum of Greek Folk Art in Athens and I had thought that his work could be the subject of a monographic museum, which actually his family created. I have not visited the village since then, although I was professor at the Ionian University for several years…speaking to my students about his work.
From me: …I am so delighted that I have heard from you as I can always imagine that sheer hard work in academia these days (I am semi-retired from Birmingham University aged 72) makes it almost impossible to respond to questions that are not about the work of the moment.
I have been trying to assist the family, in particular Angeliki Metallinos, the laic sculptor’s grand-daughter, to help put her grandfather a little more on the map.
But for your essay about him, Aristeidis Metallinos is more or less unknown even in Corfu; even in Ano Korakiana. That may be because his work, as you may know, was not only a commentary on the history and fast-changing pastoral economy of Corfu and his village but also involved strong, even pungent, illustrations of his contempt for the establishment – everywhere in the world but also closer to home.
This is perhaps still a sensitive matter long after the artist’s death…
I love the village where we now stay for under half the year. I am Philhellene, infected by my dad via his second marriage in 1949 to Maria Roussen, an Athenian… I lived with my mother and stepfather, but dad invited me to Greece in 1957 - a callow 16 year old. I made a four day train journey via Venice to Athens to be met by the lovely relatives; then sent on a tour of the great sacred places with a young Greek guide whose joy and pride and enthusiasm in what she showed us, is with me always. Except the Acropolis I’ve never returned. They live in my imagination free of the resented attentions of a million other admiring sight-seers.
The help I sought from you, if I may be allowed to pursue this, is whether the ribald, Chaucerian, erotic and subversive element of Metallinos’ work fitted with your impressions of him in 1982 as a laic sculptor associated with Corfiot folklore. There seem to have been two sides to the man as he admits in that ’double-faced' self-portrait
You saw his relief satirising the 'Saint of Preveza’ and perhaps some other pictures of his this area that I am treading  softly.
That’s me - the double faced (cat.92) ~ Aristeidis Metallinos 1980
I’ve had helpful advice from Dr Alexandra Moschovi at Sunderland University. I spent a half-day with her in Newcastle a few weeks ago. She showed me how Aristeidis’ work could in several cases be linked to contemporary events in the 1970s and 1980s. She reminded me that, especially in the 70s, there was still the memory of censorship from the Stone Years and that the sculptor may have been perceived as being a dangerous rule breaker, even risking the reputation of his village and family and others.
On the precautionary principle, I am assuming all this is not entirely in the past. The sculptor lies with his second wife Eleni in the churchyard of Eklisia Paraskevi just below the village, his ‘ museum' just visible through the cypress trees between the church and the village above.
The current plan I have agreed with Angeliki who has the support of her parents Andreas (son of the sculptor) and Anna…is to work on a catalogue describing each of the works. At some time in the next two years I would greatly appreciate being able to share our progress on this with you and in the meantime I hope our research into Aristeidis Zach. Metallinos has your blessing.
I hope you will forgive me using your first name. There is no disrespect intended and I am well aware that without your academic reputation we would not even have been able to get a small piece about the sculptor in Wikipedia. Thank you so much for coming back to me. Kindest regards…
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We ate a late supper in Handsworth on Wednesday evening, Guy, Emma, Amy, Richard, Lin and I around our kitchen table...
...Oliver has finally gone to sleep upstairs in our room. In the morning he’ll wake to climb from his cot and into our bed. But nanny and grandpa will have left. Downstairs new Hannah, is for the moment in the centre, before Amy gets her to sleep in the bouncing cradle, one with a battery that makes it vibrate. When that’s not enough Guy puts his smartphone playing a modern lullaby – white noise - beside the cradle - the same comes from radio telescopes probing galaxies.
Supper over, all packing done and case weighed to regulation 20 kilos, tickets and passports checked, we with Guy to Digbeth coach station. Two hours to Luton. A crowded wait in long queues of familiar strangers. A flight at dawn and a landing through cloud into a rain-swept world where we picked up a car and drove up, via Lidl, to blessed Ano Korakiana. It rained and rained. The second night I woke to thunder and lightning. Lin stood at the French windows - a woman in black against its constant flicker. Rain pounded our tiles, brimming the gutters, flowing over their length in shining streams, flowing over the balconies to splash on plaka and concrete below.
In the sunny morning we continued tidying the garden; pruning and bagging a three month spread of Bougainvillaea and Wisteria, and, with extending loppers bought from Technomart near Gouvia, cutting back the tops of the lemon and orange tree where they grew higher than the balcony.
That wood balcony that affords such views of Corfu, the sea and mainland Greece, is crumbling.
Morning in Corfu
.No Greek would regard it as anything but a temporary structure. To halt the effects of time we've bought Resoltech - a kind of archaeological wood treatment that demands careful application.
Resoltech 1010 and hardener 1014
Instructions are on the internet and we've consulted friends here who have used it.

Saturday, 6 September 2014

Κίνημα του 1935

Maria Roussen ~ Η Μαρία Ρουσσέν ~ by Yiannis Moralis ~ Γιάννης Μόραλης
When my half brother George Pericles Baddeley gave a funeral oration for his mother, my Greek stepmother, Maria Baddeley, née Roussen, at Saint Sophia in Moscow Road in Bayswater in November 2005, he may have repeated a consciously adopted inaccuracy about her father, his grandfather, Admiral Pericles Roussen Ναύαρχος Περικλῆς Ρουσσέν. George said:
...However, this picture of a happy family life was rudely interrupted when Pericles Roussen’s principled monarchist beliefs led to his imprisonment for refusing to jeopardize the Greek fleet. This caused his early death and the circumstances of the family changed dramatically....
As anyone who explores modern Greek history via personal memories and family stories the tendency to make 'map corrections' that brush out certain landmarks in the Greek political landscape is more normal in Greece than I've experienced in England. Comfort, security, the preservation of good manners, revolve around shakier historical constructions than in the United Kingdom - tho' just try to find a single unremaindered primary or even secondary school history book of Great Britain published after the 1960s, and explain in less than a hundred words to one of your overseas students the meaning of the words printed on the front of every British Passport under the words 'European Union' are the words 'United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Iteland'.

There's book - or two - there. So George refers, at that solemn moment, in the church, to "Pericles Roussen’s principled monarchist beliefs"
Nine years later, as a result of occasional sifting through the internet on the subject of Admiral Roussen - without result, and asking delicate - so I thought - questions within the Greek side of my family, equally resultless - I come across two small times in two US newspapers. A librarian in New York State has at last got round, perhaps with the help of a grant, to getting old copies of local newspapers, probably notoriously transferred to microfilm, onto the web. I send one of these stories to George. Can this be your grandfather? I'm confused. He replies, via a Facebook message, almost at once:
How interesting! To be honest, this was only what I was told as I couldn't find anything at the time when I googled him. Also, I never really attempted to research him before. I'm delighted to see he was anti-monarchist. Probably this was hushed up by my Yiayia and all eh? x
These were the newspaper items.
New York Herald Statesman ~ 11 May 1935
Rome New York Daily Sentinel ~ 11 May 1935
I replied to my brother:
So glad you see him as a Republican and a Venezelist! As a senior serving officer he must have been faced with a fateful decision. Some story don't you think? He must have understood the possible consequences and the effect on himself and his family...(I added a link referring briefly to the Movement of 1935, in Greek Κίνημα 1ης Μαρτίου 1935)
and I added a reference to Nikolaos Plastiras Νικόλαος Πλαστήρας:
This man was a prime actor - a devoted and honourable republican several times PM of beloved Greece . Your grandfather must surely have known him. There is a fascinating untold story here! 
Absolutely, it would be great if you find out more about him. I'll let you know if we come across anything - Kate is going to look in the Times archives. x
The story of the coup and its context are a core part of modern Greek history the National Schism Εθνικός Διχασμός, etc - but of private interest is the 'silence about this in the family. X S
Maria Baddeley and family 8 June 1986
Half a day later: As ever with research - and I should have known this - further investigation by George's Kate, reveals a clearer picture of what happened to George's naval grandfather. The conclusion I had been jumping towards - assuming partisanship in Admiral Roussen and an error in George's funeral oration for his mother, Roussen's daughter. The 'silence' I insinuated came, more probably, from painful sadness and respect. The 'crime' for Pericles Roussen was disgraced and imprisoned was an act of conscience:
Simon. Kate has researched the Times archive and found an article which comes tantalisingly close to completing the events of the time ... as it says that there was a rebellion and the existing government ordered the Greek fleet to fire upon the rebel boats and that they they would also bomb them if they wouldn't surrender. What I've heard through my family - I'm sure from my mother too - is that my Grandfather refused to fire upon fellow Greeks when ordered to do so. Placing what I and other family know with this bit of information suggests that could well be why he got 10 years imprisonment rather than a death sentence. I surmise that he didn't want to support a command under marshall law to kill his own people. So I think this is not inconsistent with him having been a monarchist. Assuming this is all true, whether or not he was a monarchist, I think that he was certainly a hero! 
George. Fascinating. I am sure that now we will learn more. Thanks so much Kate. Can I have the reference?
My brother George sent me this picture of his grandfather Pericles Roussen and his grandmother Lilly
  • George Baddeley I have no idea about what my Grandad's motives were at the time but all I can say is that the vague memories I have are, firstly that he was clearly very wronged and, secondly, that he acted in a highly principled way. It was also assumed that he was a royalist - but I have no recollection about how this came to be accepted as a family truth. I drafted my speech at my mother's funeral in collaboration with all my sisters so it seems clear that none of us have been wise to this new very interesting revelation that you've uncovered. It's just like "Who Do You Think You Are"!
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  • Simon Baddeley There is a time for everything. It is good that his family are stewards of the nearest we can get to the truth about this man, husband, father, grandfather, (half-grandfather) and great grandfather. Any chance of a photo? I recall that Maria always had a portrait of her father in uniform near her.
  • George Baddeley Yes - I'll scan you one in the next week.

I wish I could get a sight of Admiral Roussen's Court Martial transcript. George has forwarded the reference found by Kate, who's a librarian...
Title: Greek Revolt.
Pub: The Times. Detail:(London, England), Monday, Mar 04, 1935
Page: 14; Issue 47003. (1407 words)
Gale Document Number: CS235088996
The Times ~ 4th March 1935
Thanks, George. I came too early to the conclusion that your g'f was partisan (in a way that I approved) when actually he acted as a man of conscience, not obeying an order - the most difficult of all things for a professional soldier. He must have known the possible consequences. Had he acted in a partisan way as I first thought, then if the coup succeeded he would have been lauded by the winners 'Treason doth never prosper, for if it prospers, none dare call it treason'. But Admiral Pericles Roussen did not act on the basis of loyalty to Venizelos and the rebels (much as you and I may approve their anti-monarchist cause) or rebellious disobedience to the government, but in obedience to his conscience - the loneliest of all decisions. I honour him. OK to blog?
Yes - it's on the Times archive so this is fine. You can also mention what I've been told over the years by my family, namely: 1. this, my mother told me - and I'm sure it's true - that he refused to accept a command to fire on his fellow Greeks - and I understand that was probably the main - or possibly the only - reason why he was court marshalled and imprisoned and 2. All the family understand that he was a royalist, but clearly not still totally unwilling to obey an unreasonable order. This, alongside his reported defiance of his political masters, would explain why my mother always said that a gross injustice had been committed against him - and it could also explain why he got ten years' imprisonment while the actual organisers of the rebellion got death sentences: if he had been a fellow conspirator I would assume that he would have also received a death sentence. 3. He developed an ulcer while in prison which resulted in his untimely death. 4. I've heard from more than one source that he was highly respected by other navy officers and all the sailors under his command. 5. The lack of detailed information about this whole episode is almost certainly explained by the fact that it was a major family trauma. All things considered, he seems to have been a highly honorable and brave man. G
With some of the 'Greek side" in 1995 ~ Miranda, Kate, George and Linda

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Saturday and our last visit to Lydbrook to see and discuss progress on the recovery of Rock Cottage. On the way south we dropped into an industrial estate to pick up a glass shower screen at wholesale prices - a big Chinese owned and managed warehouse. Back to the motorway we saw regular clusters of police motorcyclists, ambulances and police vans travelling north after the NATO Summit in Newport where thousands had been employed to provide security. I carried the shower screen up the narrow path to the cottage, stopping now and then to improve my grip and catch my breath. Rock Cottage's distance from the road has always been one of the things we've liked. We're in the middle of Lydbrook, almost above its thriving shop and the car park of the Social Club in the centre of the village, yet detached, edging into the Forest of Dean, its trees standing on Bell Hill almost overhanging the few other houses around us - all illegal now, since they get no direct sunlight for nearly half the year; sat on the steep slope of the Lydbrook Valley that leads down to the river Wye - the longest village in England. Adam and Jack were already hard at work on the renovation mapped out by Linda with Martin, who joined us with Sandra in the early afternoon.
Martin, Adam, Linda, Sandra in the sitting room
Their focus has been on getting the kitchen and bathroom with their plumbing and fitting and walls improved and in working order. The old iron bath will go back with a shower added. The lads were working on cleaning up and pointing one stone wall having drylined the wall over where the bath will go.
Adam and Jack
The cottage inside and outside is like an injured patient covered in bruises and bandages but on the mend. Everything's a bit of a mess but the sight and sound of the work proceeding with Martin's neat ink drawn plans of the final result fill me with pleasure, the more so for knowing that Lin is happily in charge deciding how she wants things. Seeing the high quality tools in use is good to. If I started again on the small amount of DIY I'd never buy cheap tools...
As used by professionals
...The kitchen's almost in working order. There'll further dry lining around the front wall.
We were worried about water leaking into one of the upstairs rooms, our bedroom. A recommended builder had estimated spending over £6000 re-doing the whole roof. Another - Steve Adams - came up Bell Hill around lunchtime; said the roof looked fine, that there had been a very wet spring causing wet to seep in via the chimneys. On those the lead flashing looked good though and your ridge tiles and the slates on the rest of the roof look fine.
"You need to wire brush that area on your chimney where the paints flaking. Repaint it and perhaps run some silicone round the top of the flashing"
Steve told us the only completely sure way to stop any leak would be to rebuilds the chimneys inserting a lead 'tray', but that that was hardly worth the cost, when regular painting every couple of years, and using the house with the stove working more, should sort the problem.

I wandered round the house with the lopper cutting back the hazel and ash that was already springing up again after the clearance of the garden by Evolution Trees in January. Keeping the encroaching forest at bay will require, has always required, regular pottering about with scythe, sickle and secateurs. It's needed too to allow light to dry the building. I plan a bonfire in November, with lots of wood left over for the wood burning stoves. Meanwhile Lin's been boxing up bits and pieces of chins and glass to go upstairs to allow space for Adam and Jack to work in the sitting room. A previous builder, against Lin's wishes, tried to make the interior of the roof of the cottage extension look 'tudorish' with fake unevenness in the skimming and rough timbers.
"Cover it all!" said Lin to  Martin
"No problem"
Lin and I headed home around 5.00pm. Adam had assured us he'd keep us up to date with work as it proceeded - with pictures attached.
"We could be staying here by next Summer, and the family" I said to Lin. Finger's crossed and our good fortune for having such our friends as these.
Martin and Sandra in the sitting room in July 1991

Martin and Sandra in the sitting room in September 2014

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Last Thursday's Handsworth Helping Hands committee, the last for quite a while, saw good attendance and me getting it in the neck over the sale of the project's ageing power tools that have sat two plus years unused in the Park compound because none of us is accredited to use them and they're all a brand - Efco - that now has no UK dealer network for spares and maintenance. I set up a bidding operation with a few people, starting with the compound staff (who'd looked after the tools in store),  that brought us in hardly £100, but ten old power tools (mowers, leaf blower, hedge trimmers, chain saw, strimmers) are on their way, and out of our responsibility, with a signed receipt and waiver that they're sold 'as seen'. I thought it was best to be rid of them without the time spent cleaning them up, and doing all the things you have to do to get an item on eBay or some other nearly new bargain site and the responsibility that accrues if anything sold goes wrong or causes harm. Lin and Denise disagreed and said I'd lost us the project money; others backed my argument, so I just won a wavery vote of confidence at least.
HHH Committee in our kitchen ~ Denise, John, Charles, Lin (Hon Treas), Mike (Chair), Jimoh (photo: Simon, Hon.Sec)
Lin took the last lot of plants donated by Handsworth Park and along with Oliver tidied the beds on Church Vale.
Linda and Oliver at work on a planter in Church Vale

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