What a fun week we had at the tearoom last week. There was lots of crafting, lots of laughs and certainly lots of chat at the tearoom this last week. It did start with a video by me and Mr M, as is now the norm on a Wednesday morning. With the saga of the missing domino and whether the domino was wild card or not – let’s not even go there – we thought we would have a bit of a laugh and see how many times we could use the word blank in our little video. Oops, most people missed this and just thought Mr M was feeling a bit sad and sorry for himself because I had made him go out on the bike. Anyway….
People in at the weekend were curious as to why there is an airfix kit in the tearoom. With our Britain at War Afternoon Tea coming up soon (no tickets left sorry) I have found myself thinking back to the hobby I had as a youngster. Believe it or not, I was a bit of a tomboy when I was growing up. Never, I hear you all cry! Yep, that was me, the girl who liked to climb trees, cycle and make model planes from airfix kits. I loved doing these and would spend hours painting all the small parts before assembling them. I loved making sure that the wheels and propellers would still spin round and doors that should open still opened. I had many of these models but my pride and joy was a Lockheed C130E Hercules. I think I would be about 12 or 13 year old when I cycled with a friend from Halifax to York to stay with his Grandma for the weekend. We had a roam round the Shambles when we got there and there was, to my delight, an airfix model shop. I had saved up my pocket money to go to York and it was really burning a hole in my pocket. I remember my young pal rolling his eyes at my obvious joy at seeing this shop but in we went. I saw it straight away. There in the front of the shop looking at me. A Hercules! There was nothing else in the shop I wanted to see, that was it. “We are on our bikes don’t forget”, voiced my pal. So, in discussion with the shop owner we worked out that I had enough pocket money to buy the kit and the shop owner kindly found luggage straps to fasten the huge box to the top of my saddle bag. I can tell you I have never cycled as fast as I did that day to get home to start my new kit. Along the A64 Tadcaster, Horsforth, Pudsey and Bradford were just a blur. Mind you, not that you would want to cycle along that busy road now!
Anyway, over the next week weeks I painstakingly sanded the pieces, painted them, glued them, painted them again, attached the stickers and finally varnished the finished Hercules. Oh my. I were reight chuffed wi mi sen I can tell you. Everything was perfect. The propellers rotated, the wheels spun round and the rear door opened and closed just as it should do. It was huge mind you. I wondered where to put this to take pride of place over all the other models I had completed. To be fair to my mum, I was really given free rein in my bedroom. By today’s standards I guess I was ahead of the time and doing my form of decoupage across all the walls. Everything I had ever collected, postcards, medals, certificates, badges, posters of Bob Dylan, they were all on the walls. So there was only one thing to do with the Hercules, it had to hang from the ceiling. I can’t actually remember how I did this or even if I did this myself or if I had help but hang from the ceiling it did. Perfection in my eyes.
Now, my little sister, Rebecca, was a few years younger than me (and still is of course!). She was allowed in my bedroom sometimes when I was feeling friendly. What I didn’t know of course was that my little sister used to go in my bedroom when I was not there! I never! So, one day, Rebecca, who was obviously so in awe of my model making skills, thought that I had created a real plane and decided to see how well my Hercules flew. It would appear that although I had managed to get the propellers to rotate, the wheels to spin and the back door to open and close, the Hercules did not fly across the bedroom. Well, actually it did fly across the bedroom, but the landing was not quite so successful. Rebecca is still my favourite younger sister though!
Anyway, fast forward many years and lives to me telling Mr M tales of my childhood. Let’s not forget of course, that when I first met Mr M I told him I was a pole dancer in my younger years so he was by now in total awe of me. It was, I suspect, a great disappointment to him to find out that being a Yorkshire lass, the pole dancing was actually Maypole Dancing! However, he was quite impressed that I used to make the model planes and I told him how my heart still ached for my model Hercules. A few years ago one of my Christmas presents from Mr M was an airfix model. As I opened the box and saw airfix I was beside myself. He had bought me another Hercules to make! Do you know how difficult it was for me not to look disappointed when I saw that it was not a Hercules but a Spitfire. “I couldn’t get a Hercules so I thought a Spitfire would be the same thing for you”. The Spitfire has been on top of the cupboard at home waiting for me to get over my disappointment.
So, now with the Britain at War afternoon tea event coming up, I have told myself that it is time for me to get over my disappointment and finally get round to making the Spitfire. I am not sure it will be finished in time for the Afternoon Tea, but I will have made a good start on it. Who knows, maybe there may be Hercules airfix model in my Christmas stocking this year?
Those lucky people who have managed to get tickets to this event, don’t forget to get your stories, songs or jokes ready for sharing with us.
Moving on to this week at the tearoom there will be lots of yummy treats as usual – Fab Slice, Apricot & Ginger, Myle’s Grasmere Gingerbread, Salena’s Coffee Cake to mention a few.
Check out our new Book Club too – the first book is by Millie Johnson, The Marvellous Mrs Meyhew. Wait till you hear this, I have had an email from Millie herself who has given me some questions for our first book club meeting on Thursday 23 May.
There are more events to be added so keep an eye out for them – Tea Leaf and Card Reading, Candle and Cake, Journal Making, Silk Painting – phew, we certainly are not just a tearoom.
I think though the main event for me in May is that Miracle Minnie will be coming to visit us. I think I will have to get system in place for people to sign up for cuddle time with this little Miracle.
Finally, the video tomorrow should be amazing as I am just getting ready to go on a course for using videos in social media – thanks to the lovely Business Gateway people.
Of course, the song for this week just has to be If I Could Turn Back Time by Cher.