Thursday, 28 January 2010

A Norf Deb'm Ulfubet

A Norf Deb'm Ulfubet

A iz ver they blimmin' Appledranes wot stingz us ev'ry yer.

B iz ver them vlyin’ Biddles wot gets snagged-up een yer ’air.

C iz ver liddo Chillern. They keeps them biddles eena tin.

D iz ver big Dough Boyz. They stops us geddin’ theen.

E iz ver ar Eddicaashun. Thass wot makes us reo smaart.

F iz the Vling us uzez when us draawz up a gert goode daart.

G iz ver Graj’ly. Thaa’s the way us dooz it down yer.

H iz tu Oller. You doot when you’m zore as a bear.

I iz ver Iv’ry-wips-wile. Thaas when us goez a-courtin’.

J iz ver the Jingle o cash, an’ it maakes us veel importint.

K iz ver veelin’ Kane. Us do, when us iz gwain off to werk.

L iz ver the Larrupin’ you getz if yu shoude staart tu shirk.

M iz ver Maize. Thass wot yu iz when you ak the vool.

N iz ver the Nap. On top o’n you’m priddy cool.

O iz ver Oddz. Thass wot things coude be, an' very offin iz.

P iz ver Propper. When’ tid’n no outzider'z swizz.

Q iz ver the Kwane. Oo sitz wavin’ up in Lunnon.

R iz ver the Raud. Where zum daff vooks goes rinnin’.

S iz ver Sivver. Thass more than jiss the wun.

T iz ver they Tackerz. Jis’ like ol’ Tom Thumm.

U iz ver Unnerdz. Thass more than you’m aable tu cownt.

V iz ver a Vall. Yu zumtimes av um arder a pint.

W iz ver Waap'm. Like wot’s dun een boxin’.

X iz ver Ex’lent. Like tiz when you’m quidz een.

Y iz ver the Yet us zumtimes veel on ar ‘edz een zummer.

Z iz ver Zode. Git ridz of ur owze tu a Grockle. Wod a bummer!

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Photograph by: Linda Shaddick

Thursday, 21 January 2010

Hope For Haiti - Gig

All proceeds to Shelterbox.

This gig has been created in response to an article in the North Devon Journal about Isobel Rofner and her efforts to organize a 'Hope for Haiti' day on the 27th January.

Hope For Haiti - Gig
Plough Arts Centre
Tuesday 26th January 8-10 pm

Donations from £5.00

Doors open at 7.30

Performers include:

Ricky Knight
Tom Finney
Caroline Cassinelli
Chris Ayliffe
'Hetty' White
Colin Shaddick
'Big Al' Mitchell
Les Hansen, Steve Colwill, Debbie O'Shea, Ian Hudson who are 'Wing and a Prayer'
Chris Millington
Kevin Aram
Ploughcappella (invited)
Magic and comedy acts (invited)

The Plough Arts Centre management has kindly donated the auditorium space for Tuesday the 26th January, as other events are scheduled on the Wednesday.

Contact Dave Clinch.
07887 650 671
01805 624938


Monday, 18 January 2010

'Stuck' in Barnstaple

People often ask me what Stuckism is all about and whether there is a need for such a movement in North Devon. My answer to that is, ‘How do you perceive contemporary art? Does it have a positive or negative affect on your senses? The answer to these questions will give you a direction.’ Here’s how it appears to me:

Stuckism is pro contemporary figurative painting with ideas.

Stuckists vigorously promote painting as a vital visual art form and an antidote to the current commercial cancer. Stuckists have an equal commitment to writing, poetry and music too.

The Barnstaple Stuckists is a DIY movement of independent artists, who agree on a core philosophy, but are free to make individual interpretations of that philosophy.

The Barnstaple Stuckists objectives are to help bring about the downfall of Post Modernism; to undermine the inflated price structure of some British art and instigate a spiritual renaissance in art and society in general.

The Barnstaple Stuckists believe that art exhibitions should not always be confined to the oft sterile surrounds of an art gallery and that poetry readings and music should be more accessible to the public.

The Barnstaple Stuckists also realize that living in a county such as Devon, with little or no decent public transport system and the prohibitive cost of fuel, it is impossible for many low paid workers, pensioners and the unemployed to get to a town or city to experience 'art'.

The Barnstaple Stuckists say art exhibitions, poetry readings and small music concerts should be held in individual homes too. They believe the surroundings in which art is experienced should not be artificial or vacuous. They want to show people that real art/entertainment still exists and it is right there, waiting to be discovered, under their noses.

For more information about the Stuckist movement, go to:


* With thanks to the 'Stuckists' website and the 'Guerrilla Stuckists' website.

Thursday, 7 January 2010

Panic buying!

The Greatest British Eccentric of the Year Contest. London 2009
I'd just like to say a big 'thank you' to those selfish and greedy panic buyers who've been rushing about the place like demented chickens, stuffing huge bags to the brim with bread and milk, without the slightest thought for the rest of us!
The only option left open to our family, is to soak the small original copy of this rare photograph (see above) in tepid water and share it out (equally) among the twelve of us. It will not taste quite as good as toast, but it will keep us going during this cold snap.
Here's hoping that fresh supplies of bread will arrive before this once cherished photograph has been completely devoured.

Sunday, 3 January 2010

Beware the Taw

Lonely stands a marker in a shady place, near the unforgiving Taw. There are two names inscribed upon the marker: Lady Hilda McNeill and Glyn Prichard. I wanted to find out what had happened at this spot, so I began my research. This is what I've come up with so far. I have written my findings as a sort of folk song.

McNeill & Prichard

A tragedy that took place on the River Taw, between Fremington Quay and Yelland, on the 15th. August 1904.

Lady Hilda McNeill went down to the river.
Something that she often would do.
There she spied a young boy a-drowning
and she dived in the tide O so blue.
Yes, she swam through the tide O so blue.

The young boy’s name it was Glyn Prichard.
He was no older than eleven fine years
and the Lady and him, they both were took under
and swept by the tide, both in tears.
Yes, swept by the tide, both in tears.

Lady McNeill tried to save poor Glyn Prichard.
Young Glynn Prichard she wanted to hold.
But the tide was too strong on the Isley Marsh bend
and they both breathed their last, O so cold.
Yes, they both breathed their last, O so cold.

A stone was laid where both they did perish.
The local mothers spoke well of her deed.
And Lady Hilda McNeill is a name I’ll remember,
for reaching out to a young child in need.
For reaching out to a young child in need.

Lady Hilda McNeill went down to the river.
Something that she often would do.
There she spied a young boy a-drowning
and she dived in the tide O so blue.
Yes, she swam through the tide O so blue.

She tried in the tide O so blue,
as they swam through the tide O so blue.
And they died in the tide O so blue.
Yes, they died in the tide O so blue.


Photograph by: Linda Shaddick