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Jimpers Jottings – December 2006

Jimper’s Jottings

 

We spent a lot of time fishing in the dykes and ditches in my younger years. The other year I bad beard enough from my son: he “could not go fishing with his mate unless I drove three miles to the tackle shop and got him a pint of maggots.” I explained to him and his friend John, that we never used maggots, so it became a matter of pride that I took the two lads up on a challenge

Armed with their rods, reels, floats and modern hooks, valued at around £40.00, and one pint of pink and one of white maggots they set out with me for the big Continue reading Jimpers Jottings – December 2006

Jimper’s Jottings October 2005

Where is the Rain?

Where is the Rain? The grass of Romney marsh has not greened up like a lot of the sheep farmers had hoped this year, all the showers of rain seem to have missed this little part of England, the land is crying out for a good drink. From Hythe to Winchelsea the fields of grass look like hay stubble; the old sheep will have to survive on hand outs of fodder. Who knows maybe the next two months will be wet and warm but I would not hold my breath the way things look. The Continue reading Jimper’s Jottings October 2005

Cobblers

COBBLERS By Jimper

The Romans built the first paved roads in England. The people of Rye, a couple of hundred years later, started to make the streets in and around Rye serviceable by gathering the hardest wearing material at hand, the humble flint. Out on the shore the people found an abundant supply of boulders. Once transported to the site, men lay them, packing them tightly into place and bedded them in with mud. Continue reading Cobblers

Odds & Ends from March 2005

Scallop or Scollop
from ‘Little by Little’

 

So Rye has just celebrated its third Scallop Festival? It’s what? I hear you say. Yes that’s right, a Scallop Festival. Now forgive me please for I am just a humble Sussex man, born and bread. All my life, and in my ignorance, I have always Continue reading Odds & Ends from March 2005

Jimper’s Jottings January 2005

January 2005

As I write these jottings in the middle of January I ponder over the change in the weather that we have experienced over the past few years. The world of nature is going mad around me. Spring should arrive in April but these days we hear reports on television of strange things happening. Like the brood of Thrushes hatched in Brighton near the Pavilion around Christmas. I reported last month of the family of Blackbirds living in my garden. Continue reading Jimper’s Jottings January 2005

Jimper When the World was Younger

These pictures of Rye’s Own’s longest standing correspondent, Jimper
Sutton, turned up the other day. They are typical of the 1960’s and
illustrate a much slower kind of life lived at that time. Continue reading Jimper When the World was Younger

Jimper’s Jottings from January 2003

Jimper’s Jottings

December gone, the new year is here. With December went the shortest day, now summer is on the way but beware the old saying “As the days lengthen the cold does strengthen”.

December was not as cold as it felt, “a miserable damp barn windy chilly month” as the old folk called it. Yes, the east winds were cold but they blew across the ground not into it and so the earth, the home of all our plants, did not freeze, Continue reading Jimper’s Jottings from January 2003

Jimper Meets Prince Phillip

As a member of the Wildfowlers Association and helper at the Wildlife Conservation area at Redland Gravel Pits, Sevenoaks, Jimper was presented to Prince Philip. when H.B.H. visited the site to view the work that has been carried out there. Continue reading Jimper Meets Prince Phillip