What a Small World!

Monochrome Monday........Grosmont Station!

With red fire buckets! LOL!

Notice the planters................................. here they are in original state! My Odd Shot for Today!

When I was searching for a December Poem in Google, who should be number 1 but our very own Gerald! Read more of his poems here I was proud to say I know him! MID-DECEMBER by Gerald England A full moon shines over the morning frost; the lanes are full of late-fallen leaves; walking across the mulch is almost as tricky as treading over ice. In town the carol-singers are in crowding the shopping-mall, while a group of muffled musicians play by the outside market. This year but two robins on the early christmas cards; the squirrel still runs along the fence skirting our newly-erected shed. My contribution for the Bridges Project is just along from Grosmont Station, Beggers Bridge, over the River Esk.

I know many people are interested in the railways and have indeed visited our very own North York Moors Railway. To join in any of these memes do click on the picture in my sidebar, now back to the left!

Frost on Saturday!

Up the Lane!

I am without a vehicle until noon on Monday. My own car is a BMW and is notoriously naff in any frosty situation. Jon will continue using his white van, a Belingo and I will use our pickup. A 4 wheel drive Toyota Hylux. In bad weather, severe etc etc Jon will use the pick up as I do not like driving in bad conditions. Jon has done some off-roading in the past so he quite enjoys the challenge. We transferred the various tax and insurance so I am relying on Jon at the moment. He is currently at work, so I will catch up on some housework and do some more thinking about my christmas cards. Talking of Christmas, I am all sorted for Christmas Day. We have 8 here, including ourselves. I am cooking various items and freezing so all will be ready. Thus is the menu... Melon Cocktail Cranberry & Apple Chipolatas Yorkshire puddings Gravy Roast Parsnips Roast potatoes Vegetable Bake (Potatoes, Cauliflower cheese, cabbage, onion, carrot, green beans, cream, cheese.) British King Edward Creamy Mash Button Sprouts Stuffing Balls Beef Lamb Turkey Individual cheesecakes Christmas Pudding Cheese & Biscuits Plan of Action.... Cook meats over night – take out at 1.30 to rest Put gravy in fridge to separate Defrost vegetable bake over night. Place in bottom oven then move to hostess trolley @ 3pm Defrost stuffing balls & place in dish, in hostess trolley @ 2.55pm Cook & mash potatoes The place in white turrines @ 3pm Hostess Trolley Cook frozen sprouts & place in dish, move to hostess trolley @ 2.55pm Cook roast parsnips and potatoes. Place in dishes, in trolley @ 3pm. Heat Yorkshire puddings with defrosted chipolatas place in large bowl ready to assemble on plates. Put gravy in pan. Sit down to watch Queen’s speech. Get gravy…then enjoy! Over the next few weeks I will be cooking and freezing so all will be more or less sorted for the day itself. Oh and by the way.......Jon did a rushed job for a frantically worried butcher on Friday night, in return all of our Christmas meats will be on the house! Good one eh?

Feeling Blue!

It is true colour Thursday, which you can see here!

A poem.... I'm feeling blue, cos I've got the flu! I have a fuzzy head, so I am off to bed!

ABC....S is for.....

Shrubberies Cottage Summary of Characteristics of the village! The essential architectural, historic and environmental qualities that make up the special character of Liverton Conservation Area can be summarised as follows: - • A linear, green, upland village with a surrounding field system located on slightly undulating terrain, close to the edge of the moor. • A well preserved and archaeologically important historic settlement layout. • Spacious layout with buildings widely dispersed and in groups. • Predominantly agricultural and residential uses comprising 1th8 and th19 farmsteads and cottages, a church, village hall and inn. • The relationship of buildings to the spaces between them. • The ways in which those spaces are used – as well maintained cottage gardens and as fields and paddocks used for pasture, grazing and arable. • The stream flowing through the village crossing the frontages of properties. • Historic grassed rear garths with mature hedgerows hedgerow trees and ridge-and-furrow patterns. • Individual specimen trees, hedgerow trees and groups of trees act as visual breaks and screens and make open spaces more attractive. • A variety of building style including the distinctive, local vernacular tradition of building along with influences from the Scottish Borders vernacular. • Key features of buildings are: - Traditional building materials including local herringbone-dressed sandstone Pitched roofs with chimney stacks and clay pots. Traditional roofing materials are clay pan tiles and Welsh slate. Varied proportions of window openings with stone lintels and sills and flat brick arches. Wooden, multi-paned, vertically-sliding and ‘Yorkshire’ horizontally sliding, sash windows Doors of vertical timber boards or of four or more panels, under stone lintels or brick arches. Plain, unadorned farm outbuildings have particular styles of doors, windows and ventilators designed for function rather than architectural symmetry. • Traditional forms of enclosure as follows: - Stone walls, particularly alongside Liverton Road. Timber fences including painted picket fences. Blackthorn, hawthorn and mixed species hedges. • The most important buildings are: The Parish Church Church House Farm Tickhill House Farm and cottages Shrubberies Cottage The converted outbuildings of Shrubberies Farm. All of these characteristics contribute to the character and attractiveness of the conservation area that embraces the whole of the historic core of the settlement. To see more posts, visit the ABC Blog here To see the ABC Anthology, visit here

For my friends in Norway!

Grosmont Station

Just a teeny weeny addition of red thanks to picasa!

How's this for an odd shot? The explanation linking Norway and UK!

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Sunday Sunday!

It’s the first storm of the season….., And it really sets the mood……, Cause the spirit of the holiday…., Comes from gifts, snow and food…., And it looks like a good one….., That I hope you just won’t miss….., Snow Light, Snow Bright On Christmas…., Yes, Snow Light, Snow Bright On Christmas….! ! ! Trade Martin

I was a coward and took these pictures from the comfort and warmth of my study! I may venture out with Wilma, I should really, but I have a really good book on the go by James patterson and the settee in the snug is so comfortable........... hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! What would you do?

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Wilma, this morning!

We were expecting snow and when we awoke the village was covered in snow. We had heard the gritter wagon earlier this morning and then it was on the News. The A171 Moor Road and the A174 coast road were both mentioned. These are the major roads which we travel on to get to our village. I wasn't going anywhere so this suited me. I took Wilma up the lane and it was very cold, it started to snow again so we came home. We had some really good feedback from one of the butchers, absolutely over the moon with the pie mould Jon made, we now have 3 happy butchers as new customers. Jon is at work today, we are out at friends tonight and are looking forward to it. Nothing exciting happening, just catching up on household chores. The sooner I get the jobs finished, the sooner I can settle down with a book, or potter about in my study. I do have Christmas Cards to think about! Have a good weekend...what are you up to?

Drum Roll!

16.29pm...................just logged on to see I have reached ........................... drum roll........................ 100,009 visitors! Hurrayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! To celebrate I am doing a little surprise! If you want to be part of it, just leave a comment!

Move over Vincent Price!

Moi, 5 minutes ago!

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Do you think he'll feel threatened? Dont know when, how or why! But back to the doctors tomorrow. Jon has declared a motorbike free weekend incase I banged my head if we fell off and lost my sight for good! (Calming little soul!) I did go to the doctors on Tuesday who said I was having a sort of nose bleed in my eye...(sorry are you having your tea?) he said he could see a blood clot so we had better take care! This is my contribution for True Colours Thursday....Red being todays colour! Well I have faffed on with my blog, settling for the present set up until I figure out how to get my Rambles Cloud back.....oh and talking of blogging, keep an eye on my visitors, approaching 100,000! Wow!

Come back template, all is forgiven!

I am experiencing problems! My sidebar moved to the bottom of the page. I was using the minima template, but no way will it load the sidebar! So.....any ideas? Meanwhile this one seems to be working, although my rambles cloud has disappeared and I DO NOT like the grey. I much prefer just my picture.... Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

ABC Wednesday, R is for.....

Our village, from the air!

r is for rural rural 1. Of, relating to, or characteristic of the country. 2. Of or relating to people who live in the country: rural households. 3. Of or relating to farming; agricultural. [Middle English, from Old French, from Latin r r lis, from r s, r r-, country;

Country Living by Alice M Donatelli Im proud of country living, it's where I want to be. The beauty of the clear blue sky, the land that sets me free. The sweetness of that country air, brings magic to my soul. The children having fun just playing, at the old swimming hole. Momma has that apple pie, sitting on the sill, while papa is keeping busy, firing up that still. I,m proud of country living, the place I love to dwell. A penny makes a wish come true , at the old wishing well. Lovers sitting on a bench, in the clear moonlight, holding hands and kissing, before they say goodnight. And on a tree beside a house, someone carved a heart, to remind them of the love they had, but some how grew apart. So give me country living, and down home country songs, the land that God created, that stands so proud and strong. To see more posts, visit the ABC Blog here To see the ABC Anthology, visit here

Monochrome

This is part of the wheels of a steam locomotive. Jon is currently making something similar for a local miniature railway. I think they are called Conrad rods. Jon explained it all to me but it was all a little over my head.......most things seem to be these days! LOL! With picasa I transormed a couple of other pictures from Grosmont.

For more monochromes link through the logos in the side bar....... Whilst you are looking in the sidebar........I am approaching my 100,000th cisitor! WOW! I will have to have some sort of celebration! Watch this space!

Let me in!

Monday's odd shot! Jo and Elsie sharing a moment! Will be back with my Monochrome!

Hope this brings a smile!

Little Barry came into the kitchen where his mother was cooking dinner. His birthday was coming and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted: 'Mum, I want a bike for my birthday.' Little Barry was a bit of a troublemaker. He had got into trouble at school and at home. Barry's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday. Little Barry, of course, thought he did. Barry's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behaviour over the last year, and write a letter to God, and tell him why he deserved a bike for his birthday. Little Barry stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter. LETTER 1: Dear God, I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one. Your friend, Barry. Barry knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started again. LETTER 2: Dear God, This is your friend Barry. I have been a pretty good boy this year, and I would like a red bike for my birthday. Thank you, Barry. Barry knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and started again. LETTER 3: Dear God, I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike for my birthday. Your friend, Barry. Barry knew he could not send this letter to God either. Barry was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Barry's mother thought her plan had worked because Barry looked very sad. 'Just be home in time for dinner,' his mother said. Barry walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary. He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and up to his room. He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Barry began to write his letter to God. LETTER 4: I'VE GOT YOUR MUM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BL**** BIKE!!!

Mr Pie Man, wont you make me a pie!

Now, this weeks odd shot is a very special one..................a pie machine.! 1. The pastry is placed into the tin...

2. The heating element is brought over to press out the base of the pie.

3. Pie base ready for filling!

4. Filling is added.

5. Top is placed on

5. Hole inserted for jelly to be added.

6. Pie is crimped.

7. Pie is baked, afterwhich jelly is added.

8. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

Remembering!

For The Fallen by Laurence Binyon With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, There is music in the midst of desolation And a glory that shines upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted; They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; They sit no more at familiar tables of home; They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; They sleep beyond England's foam. But where our desires are and our hopes profound, Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, To the innermost heart of their own land they are known As the stars are known to the Night; As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, To the end, to the end, they remain.

All in a Day's Work!

This is part of one of the most famous trains in history, it is ofcourse The Flying Scotsman. Jon has a great interest in trains due mainly to the fact his Dad worked for British Rail and the family travelled first class, for free. As Laurence could not drive they travelled everywhere by train.There was no need really for him to own a car as their house was near to the station and this took him straight to work, also at another station. Some years ago as a surprise birthday present, Jon spent a day driving a steam engine. He was in his slement. We are also very close to the North York Moors Railway and often go to Grosmont or Pickering. Again, Jon loves nothing more than having a good look in the engine sheds. This week Jon is engineering a part for a miniature railway company, it happens to be a Flying Scotsman replica, it could even be the one he rode as a young boy! Now how coincidental is that?

NIGHT MAIL by W H Auden This is the Night Mail crossing the border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner and the girl next door. Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb: The gradient's against her, but she's on time. Thro' sparse counties she rampages, Her driver's eye upon the gauges. Panting up past lonely farms Fed by the fireman's restless arms. Striding forward along the rails Thro' southern uplands with northern mails. Winding up the valley to the watershed, Thro' the heather and the weather and the dawn overhead. Past cotton-grass and moorland boulder Shovelling white steam over her shoulder, Snorting noisily as she passes Silent miles of wind-bent grasses. Birds turn their heads as she approaches, Stare from the bushes at her blank-faced coaches. Sheepdogs cannot turn her course; They slumber on with paws across. In the farm she passes no one wakes, But a jug in the bedroom gently shakes. Dawn freshens, the climb is done. Down towards Glasgow she descends Towards the steam tugs yelping down the glade of cranes, Towards the fields of apparatus, the furnaces Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen. All Scotland waits for her: In the dark glens, beside the pale-green sea lochs Men long for news. Letters of thanks, letters from banks, Letters of joy from the girl and the boy, Receipted bills and invitations To inspect new stock or visit relations, And applications for situations And timid lovers' declarations And gossip, gossip from all the nations, News circumstantial, news financial, Letters with holiday snaps to enlarge in, Letters with faces scrawled in the margin, Letters from uncles, cousins, and aunts, Letters to Scotland from the South of France, Letters of condolence to Highlands and Lowlands Notes from overseas to Hebrides Written on paper of every hue, The pink, the violet, the white and the blue, The chatty, the catty, the boring, adoring, The cold and official and the heart's outpouring, Clever, stupid, short and long, The typed and the printed and the spelt all wrong. Thousands are still asleep Dreaming of terrifying monsters, Or of friendly tea beside the band at Cranston's or Crawford's: Asleep in working Glasgow, asleep in well-set Edinburgh, Asleep in granite Aberdeen, They continue their dreams, And shall wake soon and long for letters, And none will hear the postman's knock Without a quickening of the heart, For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

P is for Police!

Our house is indeed an ex-Police House and at one time was one of the main features of village life.
Often we see features which we have in our house, layouts etc.
There are quite a few ex-police houses in North Yorkshire.
Many have been renamed or had distinguishing features removed.
Our house still has the North Yorkshire Police Emblem on the front
and the name has been retained.
We once discussed changing the name....
Jon's suggestion was "Evening Hall!" LOL!







From the Archives.

PC L Snowdon riding his bicycle down Rosecroft Lane

Duties of a Country Policeman in 1950's

Liverton was part of the sub division of Loftus under the Whitby Division. The Riding is divided into nine divisions with a superintendant in charge of each. Then come the Inspectors in charge of Sub Divisions, Sergeants at sections and one or more Constables working country beats.

Previously stationed at Loftus, in those days a Police officer had to serve three years before he was allowed to get married and his wife had to produce references to say that she was a suitable person to marry a Police Officer.
PC13 was invited to talk to a senior class at Loftus County Modern School about his work.

This is what he said "When the Saxons settled in England, they introduced their tribal system under Head man (Tithung man) and members of each settlement were answerable to keeping peace in their locality. In the reign of Alfred the Great 870-901 there was an effective system for preserving order, the Earls in the provinces were responsible for preserving Kings Peace. The country was divided into shires and the Sheriff was responsible for each County.

The present police system was introduced by Sir Robert Peel in 1829 and as a result the Metropolitan Police Force was formed, it was so successful that a series of acts were passed and in 1835 borough forces were established and in 1839 county forced.

The North Riding Police Force is a County force, being one of the three counties of Yorkshire. It was formed in 1856 and the first Chief Constable was Captain Thomas Hill. The force started with 104 men. There are now some 650 and the present Chief Constable is Mr J.R.Archer-Burton.

In a county area the constable lives in one village and is responsible for several other villages, which he covers using a pedal cycle (he is allowed two shillings and sixpence a month for this); his duties vary from that of a town Constable. His hours of duty have to be split to cover both day and also the night.

Liverton beat covers over 20 square miles and extends from Lockwood Beck to White Cross, along the Whitby to Guisborough Moor Road to Scaling Bridge so far down Ridge Lane and across to Grinkle and then to South Loftus, and a line to Liverton Lodge along Kilton Beck, including Moorsholm and back to Lockwood Beck.

In summer there is a lot of traffic along the Moor Road and therefore a certain number of accidents, many lambs and sheep wander on to the road and are injured and killed. The owners of the animals have to be notified and the carcases buried (offences - dogs act). Owners are traced by ear marks and markings on the horns etc., other accidents occur between motor vehicles and if this is due to carelessness on the part of one or more of the drivers, they are reported. The scene has to be visited, measurements taken, witnesses interviewed etc. of course injury must be attended to first and an ambulance or Doctor called to the scene.

Disease of animals is also dealt with; the Police in the North Riding are appointed inspectors under this act. The Officer has to know about the different diseases and how to act when an outbreak occurs. All farmers and cattle owners must keep a 'Movement of Animals' record book in which all cattle bought or sold must be entered within 36 hours. These books have to be inspected every three months by the Police Officer. Foot and Mouth is the most serious and difficult to control, the Ministry have to be informed and if confirmed a standstill order has to be made over an area of 5 miles, the Ministry may extend the area, as few persons as possible may enter the area and disinfectant provided for hands and feet. Anthrax is another serious disease, animals must be burnt in a pit as near as possible to the dead animal, the pit has to be 7 foot 4 inches wide and 3 foot deep, a chimney made and a trench dug 9 feet by 9 feet around that. Materials required are: half ton of coal, half ton of wood, 56 pounds of straw and two gallons of paraffin.

Other duties:
Poaching and prevention of Poaching,
Wild bird protection, protects majority of wild birds and their nests and eggs, it is an offence to use traps, gins, snares or poison bait.
Other Bye Laws:
Sheep dipping, an officer has to be present.
Dogs have to be controlled between 1st February and 1st June, between sunset and sunrise.
Bulls to be controlled at all times.

It is the duty of a Police Officer to preserve life and protect property and also to prevent crime and to enforce the law.
He has to act on his own initiative and be responsible.
He must be observant particularly where a crime has been committed of footprints, fingerprints, hairs, material, bloodstains etc.
be observant for stolen vehicles, persons wanted and enquires made at likely places for information.
Public houses to be visited and hotel and registers to be inspected. No person under 18 years of age to be served intoxicating liquor.
Unoccupied property to be inspected, when people notify that they are on holiday.
Shop doors checked to see that they are locked.
Observation has to be kept for motoring offences, road fund licences expired, rear lights working, that the user has a licence and a certificate of motor insurance.

These are just a sample of the duties of a Country Police Officer.

Amongst the questions asked by pupils along with the answers given by PC13:

Q1. How do you become a Police man?
Answer: Training, recruits undergo a 13 weeks course at the police training college at Newby Wiske, Northallerton, where they get sworn in. They undergo instructions on dealing with the public, first aid, traffic control, physical education, self defence, etc.

Q2. What makes a good Policeman?
Answer: Qualifications, they must be under 30 years, 5ft 10" in height, have a 36 in chest, and they must be intelligent, need tact, have a good temper and also have a good memory.

Q3. What is the duty of a Police Force?
Answer: Numerous, Prevention and detection of crime, preservation of life and property, traffic duty, we also attend race meetings, shows etc. keeping a watchful eye, and seeing that no crimes are committed.

Q4. Can you describe your equipment and uniform?
Answer: Uniform: Tunic, trousers, cap, cape, mackintosh, overcoat, short coat (called a British warm), gloves, blue shirts, black plain toed boots, truncheon, handcuffs, pocket book, rule, first aid kit, lamp and a belt.

Q5. What are a Constables wages?
Answer: £10 a week rising to £12.5s, less deductions of approximately 30 shillings, for superannuation and national insurance. We also get an allowance for boots of 2/6 and for a lamp 2/6.

Q6. Who pays for the Police Force?
Answer: One half of the expenditure is paid by the Home office and the remainder by the local authority (N.R.C.C.) from the general fund.

Q7. Who says how many Police men there are in any one town or city?
Answer: The Secretary of State, there are 650 police officers in the North Riding Constabulary.

Q8. Who is in charge of the North Riding Constabulary?
Answer: The Chief Constable and the Standing Joint Committee.

Q9. What are the ranks in the police force?
Answer: Chief Constable, Assistant Chief, Superintendents, Inspectors, Sergeants, Constables and Cadets.

Q10. What hours do you work?
Answer: 8 hours a day, straight shift in towns, unless there are emergencies, when we work extra. I am a country Policeman and work split shifts, sometimes starting as early as 5am and finishing as late as 2am.

Q11. How many holidays do you get?
Answer: 19 days for Constables, 23 for Sergeants and 30 for Inspectors.

Q12. What happens when someone is arrested?
Answer: The person is taken to the Police Station, where he is interviewed by the Inspector or Sergeant, who decide whether a charge is to be made. Fingerprints are taken if the charge is serious. There are forms to be filled in, entries made in charge books. The information room at Northallerton, headquarters are informed to see if the prisoner has had any previous convictions, if the person is charged he may be released on bail, or placed in a cell until he can be brought before the Justice of the Peace.

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Monochrome & Oddshot!

The bike, again from another angle. This was taken by the road in the Lake District a few months ago. We were hoping to have a blast to Scarborough today, Sunday but the weather has been dreadful. I read a book instead!

My odd shot..................................................can you guess what this is? It is something Jon made............................................???????????????? I have a prize for whoever guesses! If you want to join in either of these fun memes click on the logos in my sidebar!

Eat More Pies!

Pork Pie Song (Tune Delilah by Tom Jones) I saw the pie on the plate as I passed by the kitchen (dah dah dah dah dah dah) I smelt the aroma of pork as it wafted by (dah dah dah dah dah) Pies are my passion I just turned back for the plate and that porky pie My my my porky pie Pork pork pork porky pie I could see This diet was no good for me But I was an addict And I just couldn't break free Later that day once the cook went away I was waiting (dah dah dah dah dah dah) I crossed the hall to the larder and I opened the door (dah dah dah dah dah) I stood there naked I felt the knife in my hand And pork pie was no more My my my porky pie Pork pork pork porky pie So before she comes back to bake 20 more Forgive me Weightwatchers I just couldn't take it no more I stood there scoffing (scoff scoff scoff scoff) I felt the knife in my hand and I broke off some more!

A couple of weeks ago, October 20th to be exact I called in to our local butchers. I wanted something special, explaining that we were celebrating Jon's 14th year in business. Mick, the butcher asked what he did. I explained. "Would he be able to fix my pie machines?" He asked..... To cut a long shory short the answer was YES! The butcher took one of the moulds round to the workshop, Jon had a look at it then Mick invited us to the shop where we could see it in operation. On Wednesday we went and he explained everything...Jon will be refurbishing his machines over the next few weeks. We came away with 4 steak pies. We had to go to Leeds that day to deliver some work to another of Jon's customers, so we took them 2 pies. We ate ours on route! Delicious. It would appear there was a gap in the market for engineering services to the pie making machines which many butchers have. I decided to do some research. I picked up the yellow pages, butchers section and the conversation went like this. "Hello, do you make your own pies?" "Yes". "We may be able to help you......................................." Today we had 5 appointments, all very interested. Oh and the pies were lovely! Watch this space!