Late autumn in Norwich

11-11-18 Chapelfield
Chapelfield Gardens, Norwich

We have hit late autumn now and the leaves are steadily departing from the trees, a good number of them are gathering by my garage for some reason. The days are mainly bright and sunny, and temperatures remain good which has been the pattern in recent years. Norwich is lovely in the autumn.

A couple of weekends ago I walked into the city and had a look around a craft fair at St. Andrew’s Hall – this is a lovely venue and used for anything from gigs (a high point being a visit by The Stylistics a couple of years ago), to regular record/antique/craft fairs. I went to this particular fair to see the stall of Noodle Soup Yarns who are dyeing some lovely colourways right here in Norwich – hurrah for local craftspeople. The whole fair was a great place to shop for Christmas gifts and I will make a point of keeping an eye out for future dates as I would happily go again.

Sticking with the yarn theme, last Thursday I enjoyed a couple of hours at my local yarn store, Norfolk Yarn, which has become one of Rowan’s new Flagship Stores. You can can read more about this venture of Rowan’s, and about some of the inaugural stores, in their Autumn Newsletter. Norfolk Yarn is a very good shop which used to be located in a residential area of the city, but moved into the city centre ‘Lanes‘ a few years ago. They cater for the knitting, crocheting, spinning and weaving communities and are exactly what you would want from a local yarn shop. They offer classes, knit and natter, a good range of yarns which are a bit more classy than the offerings at Hobbycraft and similar retailers.

The event on Thursday afternoon was to launch them as a Flagship Store and there was a representative from Rowan on hand to give advice about colour and patterns. There were several completed garments to try on – I tried a chunky winter sweater knit in Cocoon yarn because I wanted to check if it would overwhelm me. In fact, it fitted a treat and looked good. It was, of course, cosy and warm like a big hug – I would definitely consider knitting something similar to wear as a casual alternative to a jacket on autumn and spring walks and cycle rides.

Rebecca and Christine, who run the shop, had laid on a yummy display of home-baked cakes and there was tea and chatter as we rested either before or after filling our baskets with yarny goodness. I opted to shop first, and eat after. I bought yarn to knit a cardigan from one of Rowan’s latest booklets which I picked up as I walked into the shop, falling in love with the very first pattern the minute I opened it then realising it was a Martin Storey pattern so of course I was going to want it. Unusually for me, I want to knit it exactly as shown in the book so I bought the same colours. This is now put away as I have promised myself it will be my Christmas cast-on.

I am full of admiration for the lovely folks at Norfolk Yarn for this new chapter in their story and I wish them well going forwards.

Sunday was, of course, Remembrance Day and I went to the wreath-laying, service and parade in the city centre. It was raining first thing, but it had cleared by the time everyone was gathering to watch.

11-11-18 Gathering
An ominous sun as we gather at the War Memorial – 11th November 2018

It is a family tradition to go to the Remembrance Parade; my dad used to take part in it after he retired from work, and my daughter was brought up with this being a regular part of life. She now comes along with her husband and son.

I wore the two engagement rings which belonged to my grandmother (Oma) and one of her sisters, as I do every year to honour the generation which lost family members and friends. This was particularly significant this year as we marked 100 years from the end of that devastating conflict.

And so, November has been a month or looking forwards and looking back, making new acquaintances and reflecting with family and old friends, all of which is good and proper.


 

3 comments

  1. How lovely to hear about your great-aunt. In my grandmother’s case, Oma wasn’t her name but was what we called her instead of Nanny/Granny/Grandma – I believe it’s the German for Grandma. My eldest two siblings lived and went to school in Germany for a while and picked it up there; I was born in Germany but came home to the UK when I was only 6 weeks old, so too young to learn anything! Both my grandmothers were christened Florence, in another coincidence.

  2. That is so interesting, and I think I’ve heard that before. Mine was Swedish-American, but she was never a grandmother, so it must have been her name or a shortened form of her name. I should ask the cousin who’s something of a family historian.

    Florence is a lovely name. 🙂

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