08:00 Lois and I stay a bit longer in bed - Lois didn't have a good night. She tells me about the book she is reading, "Some Tame Gazelle" by Philip Larkin's favourite novelist, Barbara Pym. It's about two middle-aged spinsters, active in the local church, sisters called Harriet and Belinda, who like to have a young curate to mother. The current one gets married, which is a sad loss to them, but the sisters are happy again just as soon as a replacement is appointed, a young man they can start to mother.
The title comes from a poem by Thomas Haynes Bayly (1797-1839):
Some tame gazelle, or some gentle dove: Something to love, oh, something to love!
The suggestion is that Harriet and Belinda need nothing so much as having somebody gentle to love, and then they have everything they need.
My smartphone is just on my bedside table so I research the poet Thomas Haynes Bayly. I notice he's buried in Cheltenham, so he's got something in common with Brian Jones of the Rolling Stones. He died quite young - aged 41 - but he seems to have been an interesting guy, with a personality quite modern in feel, I think, the kind of person I'd have liked to have been if I'd had his talent for writing.
At school in Winchester he amused himself by writing a weekly newspaper about the master and pupils at the school. Aged 17, he began training to be a lawyer, but didn't get very far, preferring to spend his time writing humorous articles for public journals.
the writer Thomas Haynes Bayly (1797-1839)
In the course of his short life he wrote many poems, novels and plays. He was also a song-writer. You wouldn't expect any songs written that long ago to be remembered now, but that isn't quite true.
In 1833 he wrote a song called "Long Long Ago", which I remember I used to play on the piano when I was a little boy learning to play - it's quite a simple melody. Bayly could never have guessed that this song would have the long life it eventually did. It wasn't published at all in his lifetime: it was first published posthumously in a magazine in Philadelphia USA, and became a popular hit song in the US in 1844.
It was updated and given a more up-tempo rhythm in 1941, with new words, and a new title "Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree (with anyone else but me)", and it was recorded by Glenn Miller, the Andrews Sisters and others, including Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole, Sam Cooke etc.
There is also a Hungarian version of this song, "Régi mesékre emlékszel-e még?", which is on YouTube, sung by a Hungarian children's choir - Hungarian version - luckily I know quite a bit of Hungarian, and I know the title means "Do you still remember the old tales?". You see, it's worth the investment of learning Hungarian now isn't it!!
09:00 Eventually we get out of bed. We're becoming so lazy - oh dear!
We spend the morning setting up our socially-distanced eating facilities for when our daughter Alison visits us tomorrow with her 3 children. Ed will be staying at home in Haslemere, Surrey, working online. This will mean that, when they visit, we won't be breaking the "Rule of Six" - the prohibition on social gatherings of more than 6 people. My god, what a crazy world we live in !!!!
We bring our patio table-for-two into the kitchen, where Lois and I will sit. And we set up our green kitchen table in the utility room, so Ali and the children can eat there. Simples! And we can talk to each other through the open door.
11:30 We take the car out to give it a run, to Bishops Cleeve and back.
16:00 Lois also bakes a tray of Weetbix Slices, a kiwi-inspired biscuit delight, that we're hoping our visitors will like as much as we do.
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