Post by wilbarra on Aug 8, 2016 18:00:35 GMT
miss Buckley lived in the big house
She was born in the big house,lived in the big house and died in the
big house.
She never married but when she was young, in late victorian times,
she had an affair with someone who her family disapproved of and
was bundled off abroad for a couple of years to keep her away from her
lover.
She never married and at an early age inherited her families vast fortune.
She gave a piece of ground she owned to the village for use as an
allotment site, with the understanding that the gates would be closed at
each end at 10-o-clock on a sunday so that the tenants would not be
working their plots while the sunday service was taking place.
She was a stickler for people to show good manners to herself and woe
betide any of us kids who did not raise our hat or cap to her as she went
past in her pony and trap.
A report on the matter went very quickly to our parents or the local bobby.
She was also very quick to help any villager who had fallen on hard times.
She also liked to show at all the local flower shows where she was often
beaten into second place by my grandad,despite all the wealth and six
gardeners she had at her command.
To rub salt into her wounds my grandad raised all his produce on his
twenty rod allotment plot.
A plot of ground that she had donated .
One day she had to go up to London by train and she was driven to the
station and arriving at the station she enquired of my grandad "porter
how long will my train be" to which he replied "about one engine and
three coaches".
She was not amused to, say the least and duly reported him to head
office.
My grandad received a month suspended from duty.
Which meant with no money coming in my grandad had to take a the
only job that was on offer .
To work for his arch show rival, miss buckley, in her garden.
The show day arrived and miss buckley swept the board, winning nearly
everything she entered for her victory was complete.
But only for one year,
From then on the rivalry between the two increased ten fold and every
victory from either one of them on the show bench was greeted with
some caustic comment from one to the other.
Then one year my grandad fell seriously ill and was unable to work his
plot,on finding this out miss Buckley sent two of her gardeners to work
my grandads plot and was herself often seen putting the final touches to
the exhibits from my grandads plot the nights before the shows.
That year it was my grandads turn to sweep the board.
The winter of that year my grandad died.
That following summer there was no entries from miss Buckley
and no other summers either.
After my grandad died miss Buckley never entered another exhibit at
any show for as long as she lived.
She was born in the big house,lived in the big house and died in the
big house.
She never married but when she was young, in late victorian times,
she had an affair with someone who her family disapproved of and
was bundled off abroad for a couple of years to keep her away from her
lover.
She never married and at an early age inherited her families vast fortune.
She gave a piece of ground she owned to the village for use as an
allotment site, with the understanding that the gates would be closed at
each end at 10-o-clock on a sunday so that the tenants would not be
working their plots while the sunday service was taking place.
She was a stickler for people to show good manners to herself and woe
betide any of us kids who did not raise our hat or cap to her as she went
past in her pony and trap.
A report on the matter went very quickly to our parents or the local bobby.
She was also very quick to help any villager who had fallen on hard times.
She also liked to show at all the local flower shows where she was often
beaten into second place by my grandad,despite all the wealth and six
gardeners she had at her command.
To rub salt into her wounds my grandad raised all his produce on his
twenty rod allotment plot.
A plot of ground that she had donated .
One day she had to go up to London by train and she was driven to the
station and arriving at the station she enquired of my grandad "porter
how long will my train be" to which he replied "about one engine and
three coaches".
She was not amused to, say the least and duly reported him to head
office.
My grandad received a month suspended from duty.
Which meant with no money coming in my grandad had to take a the
only job that was on offer .
To work for his arch show rival, miss buckley, in her garden.
The show day arrived and miss buckley swept the board, winning nearly
everything she entered for her victory was complete.
But only for one year,
From then on the rivalry between the two increased ten fold and every
victory from either one of them on the show bench was greeted with
some caustic comment from one to the other.
Then one year my grandad fell seriously ill and was unable to work his
plot,on finding this out miss Buckley sent two of her gardeners to work
my grandads plot and was herself often seen putting the final touches to
the exhibits from my grandads plot the nights before the shows.
That year it was my grandads turn to sweep the board.
The winter of that year my grandad died.
That following summer there was no entries from miss Buckley
and no other summers either.
After my grandad died miss Buckley never entered another exhibit at
any show for as long as she lived.
