#anglesey knives

[demonologist-in-denim]

THANK YOU SO MUCH to @grey2510, @petrichoravellichor, @thayerkerbasy, @risingphoenix761, @emblue-sparks, @additionaladdams, @hekate1308, and @slytherkins, who were all kind enough to agreed to be a “bakers” for this very special Great British Bake Off episode of spn. The fun self-inserts or fictionalized self-inserts you created for the bakers was my absolute favorite part of writing this fic!  You’re all Star Bakers to me!!!

@grey2510 was a teacher from Wales, wearing rather fashionable maroon Vans with gold laces, with a disturbing curiosity about the consequences of strapping knives to roombas.

@petrichoravellichor was an awkward bookworm of a lass from the Highlands, dressed in an oversized grey sweater, who’s already convinced herself she’s out of the competition.

@thayerkerbasy was a congenial, red-bearded muscle of a fellow originally from Canada, who can't seem to stop offering to help everyone else, even when he's running behind himself.

@risingphoenix761 was a twitchy young lass from Soho, who has yet to speak a complete sentence and has the habit of twirling her glasses by the ear piece when listening to someone else speak – which was always.

@emblue-sparks was a petite, auburn-haired librarian, with the requisite bun and winged glasses, also from Yorkshire, with a cheerful penchant for antiquity and baklava.

@additionaladdams was  a tall young lady, also from Yorkshire, with an almost disturbingly bright smile, excessive chandelier earrings, and a love of all things chocolate

@hekate1308 was a stylish young woman in a 1950’s lemon-printed dress and apron, who was more curious than bewildered by being stolen away by the faeries.

@slytherkins was a middle-aged dumpling of a woman from Yorkshire who curses like a sailor, calls literally everyone 'sugar', and seems to be constantly in motion.

And to two non-tumblr friends, who inserted themselves as an older, composed Vietnamese gentleman who learned French cooking under the occupation, and a sharply-dressed, impatient fellow originally from Iran, who clearly holds himself to strict standards and has the tendency to click his tongue in disapproval at himself. The character of the blonde mess of a lass in crinkled overalls, who looks like she’s rather be back on her farm on island of Anglesey than here in the Tent was created by me.

If you haven’t read it yet, see what these bakers and Crowley get up to in Completely Worth the Calories on AO3.

[evieswritingjournal]

Writer’s Month day 22 - house

This is actually based on a real place that I have visited twice, most recently last year: Holyhead Mountain Hut Circles on the Isle of Anglesey, Wales. The site is right next to South Stack lighthouse and an RSPB reserve (of the same name) and has amazing cliff top views across the Irish Sea. With so many people nearby watching the birds (including the now rare choughs) it was quite weird to leave the road and enter a place that was inhabited 2000 years ago. I recommend visiting if you are in the area, and if you time it right you might even see some puffins!

TW: Briefly describes what all parts of a butchered sheep was used for 2000 years ago. Perhaps not one for the squeamish.

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The choughs sang their rough call as they circled above the plough, the bulls making steady progress through the stony ground. Other choughs had already landed in the furrows, digging with their red legs and beaks into the churned soil, their jet black feathers shining in what little sunlight broke though the grey clouds. 

The sheep penned in the remains of a century old hut bleated their displeasure, its stone walls bare of a roof, a perfect place to separate out the ewes too lame, sick, old or otherwise unlikely to survive the next year on this exposed hillside. They will be butchered first, their meat filling bellies for months as their skins are made into leather for clothes, shoes, bags and other equipment, or rubbed with their own brains to keep the fleece intact, warming beds and skin for years. The organs, sinews and bones have their own uses, no part of the animal is wasted. Any produce not used can be traded away inland, for metal, for vegetables too weak to survive the soil in this location, dyes for wool, anything not found, grown or hunted in this little patch of land at the end of the earth.

Salt and seaweed could be tasted on the wind, the blue-green-grey of the sea rising over the green grass and ferns that tipped over the edge of the nearby cliff. At sunset the water is lit up in gold and orange as the fire in the sky extinguishes itself in a watery grave, only to be reborn in the morning as it climbs over the hill opposite. 

Three huts stood in a line between hill and sea, thick stone walls topped with thatched roofs pointing towards the sky. A well worn path trailed between them, towards the sea and up the hill, from coast to crown, connecting all the lands that belonged to the little farmstead.

The remains of other huts were just visible, their walls slowly taken over by grasses and bracken and heather. The homes of a single, unbroken line of one family. The past lived there, though they were slowly fading from existence. 

The entrance of one was open, the leather flap that kept out the biting wind pinned to the interior, letting in what daylight there was. The inside was still gloomy, despite the open door and the flames that danced from the hearth in the center.

Fish, caught in a little boat accessed only by a precarious path down the rocky cliff, was cooking in the pot, the fire underneath spitting and popping, filling the hut with the unmistakable tang of wood smoke. A flat rock just outside the flames held a round loaf, slowly cooking in the nearby heat. 

A loom sat by the door, colourful wool threads hanging from the half finished fabric, the browns of the earth, greens of the heather, the reds of rocks found elsewhere all adorning a small area of cloth. A spindle sat nearby, discarded for now, a half formed yarn trailing from a mass of grey fleece. Bone needles sat neatly in a little clay pot, roughly formed with zig zags and fingerprints impressed on its surface. Another bowl, larger but decorated in the same fashion, sat filled with flour next to a quern stone, today's effort of the daily grind. 

Other tools lay scattered around, knives and sickles, spears and arrows, tools essential to survive, all carefully maintained to preserve their usefulness. Without them life would be even more difficult.

A meagre existence was eked out here, but at least it was a better life than those poor souls who toiled their whole life in the copper mine two days walk away. Even the gloomiest and coldest day on this hill top was better than the darkness and danger that lurked underground.

It was a harsh life, but it was home.

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Whilst researching more about this site I came across this video which shows the site in 3d/virtual reality and shows a recreation of what it might have looked like when it was inhabited. For more information and photos visit this Megalithic Portal page or for visiting info this Cadw page.

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Things to do on Anglesey

Things to do on Anglesey...looking for pocket friendly ideas for the family on your stay here?. Look no further. I've listed ten things you can do on Anglesey, pretty much for free..

Anglesey is the jewel in the Welsh crown when it comes to beauty and natural landscape. Anglesey or Ynys Mon in Welsh, is a island just off the coast of north Wales. It sits proudly off the north western coast of the UK, with the mainland Wales to it’s east and Holy Island to its west. It has a spectacular coastline that surrounds its 138 mile circumference. Home to the mythical druids and…

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My ongoing love of the Paget’s continues! This is the Anglesey Leg as worn by Henry Paget Marchioness of Anglesey (previously Lord Uxbridge) Paget lost his leg at the Battle of Waterloo saying to the Duke of Wellington “By God sir Ive lost my leg!” to which Wellington replied “by God sir, so you have” paget was taken to the surgeons tent where according to witnesses he was phlegmatic about the injury "I have had a pretty long run. I have been a beau these forty-seven years, and it would not be fair to cut the young men out any longer." and his only comment during the procedure was  "The knives appear somewhat blunt." He was offered a pension of £1200 for the loss of his leg which he refused and had his leg buried with its own tombstone which became a tourist attraction. he wore the above artificial leg designed by James Potts representing an advancement in prosthetic limb design as it incorporated hinged knee and ankle and raising toes which became known as the Anglesey Leg after him.

[carlsonknives]

STAYS WITH STYLE | Hoseasons Seaside Cottage Glan-y-Mor Trearddur Bay, Anglesey

The Hoseasons holiday cottage we stayed at

In October 2018 I booked a large seaside house in Anglesey for a family stay so that we could spend some quality family time together and celebrate my sisters 40th birthday.

6 double and twin bedrooms sleep up to 12 people, all with their own bathroom

The main criteria were that the house needed to be big with comfy ensuite bedrooms, a generous kitchen and living room as well as plenty of parking and it needed to be located close to the sea for coastal walks.

Having booked with Hoseasons before (read about my birthday weekend at Hoseasons Tryfan Lodge) I chose again to book with Hoseasons and found a lovely house with a huge balcony overlooking the sea which looked absolutely perfect.

The large dining room, part of the open plan kitchen/dining room

Part of the living room inside the cottage

The house didn’t dissappoint, and we spent a lovely long weekend together celerating. The location of the house made it perfect to get outdoors for some lovely coastal walks too, and after arriving in torrential storms, we awoke the next day to clear blue skies and fantastic views of the coast.

Walking along the coast in Trearddur Bay, Anglesey

You can see more photos and read all about our stay, as well as seeing our verdict and rating over on Stays with Style.

The post STAYS WITH STYLE | Hoseasons Seaside Cottage Glan-y-Mor Trearddur Bay, Anglesey appeared first on Camping with Style Camping Blog | Activities • Glamping • Travel • Adventure.

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Top Spas in north Wales

Top Spas in north Wales

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Gotwood Festival Anglesey 2019

Gotwood Festival Anglesey 2019

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Museums of North Wales

Museums of North Wales

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Top walks in Snowdonia

Top walks in Snowdonia

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Top Beaches in North Wales

North Wales beaches are renowned for their long sweeping golden sands, glistening clear waters and empty shorelines. By many standards, our beaches are deserted compared to our European counterparts. On Anglesey there are beaches facing every compass direction, some of which are just out of this world. With little inlets and bays dotted all over the north Wales coastline, I am finding new beaches…

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Camping in north Wales

Camping in north Wales

With this recent blast of warm weather over easter, we have had a few friends up who will be camping this coming week and I thought we would prepare a blog for them to help them along their way to deciding which campsites in north Wales work for them.

If you haven’t already been camping in north Wales in these sunny conditions, its like being anywhere picturesque in Europe. With wall to wall…

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Coastal town of Nefyn

Coastal town of Nefyn

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Coastal town of Pwllheli

Coastal town of Pwllheli

Pwllheli is a fabulous seaside resort nestled on the Lyn peninsular in north Wales. It’s famous position has decorated many postcards with its “beach meets mountain backdrop” scenery.  Its positioned beautifully for almost all water sports, walking and outdoor activities and is only a short drive to the Snowdonia national park. You can effortlessly alternate hill days with beach days, or even do…

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Coastal town of Porthmadog

Coastal town of Porthmadog

Porthmadog is a harbour town nestled between the Snowdonia national park and the welsh coast. It’s a beautiful little port town thats steeped in Welsh culture from the name to its maritime roots as a trade port. It sits on the southern flanks of Snowdonia on the Glaslyn estuary where the Afon Glaslyn and Afon Dwyryd feed down into the estuary.  It severed as an important trading port to move…

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Coastal town of Porthmadog

Coastal town of Porthmadog

Porthmadog is a harbour town nestled between the Snowdonia national park and the welsh coast. It’s a beautiful little port town thats steeped in Welsh culture from the name to its maritime roots as a trade port. It sits on the southern flanks of Snowdonia on the Glaslyn estuary where the Afon Glaslyn and Afon Dwyryd feed down into the estuary.  It severed as an important trading port to move…

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Top Gardens of north Wales

Top Gardens of north Wales

The summer is in full bloom and so are the gardens of north Wales. We have a fantastic variety of stately home and national trust iconic gardens to take a walk around in north Wales. Of course we also boast the coastal path and the whole of Snowdonia National Park, so your not short of walks to do if that’s your forte. Most gardens of north Wales in the listing are good for at least half day out…