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Bath 1 October

Today our focus was primarily on an in-depth tour of the abbey's "conservation" project, Bertinet's Cookery School and continuing our exploration of Bath.

Our tour began at 11am and of the five in our group three were locals!

We had a wonderful guide, John, a local historian and for the next hour and a quarter were treated to a behind-the-scenes look at the £20 million plus project currently underway to stabilize the abbey floor.

Because it had no churchyard for burial, most of the local well-to-do were buried inside the church, beneath the floor. During the Victorian era, however, a major effort was undertaken to cover the ledger stone floor and then add pews to the new floor. And during this process many stones were removed, some were broken up to be used as filler while the memorial stones originally located on the pillars were removed and placed, often randomly, on the walls around the interior of the church.

As it turned out, this process resulted in a growing instability in the floor, which eventually resulted in the decision taken in recent years to remove the old Victorian floor and the pews, document the memorial plaques and ledger stones as well as repair the broken stones, then stabilize the floor and return it to its former glory. The process is about one-third complete and should be finished in 2023.

Along the way we discovered more wonderful memorial stones, including the oldest stone found so far as well as one to American William Bingham (1752-1804). He served in the Continental Congress and subsequently as senator from Pennsylvania.


a pair of local Bath residents

John, our guide


ongoing construction walled off to the left

and behind that wall 


notice the base of this original pillar - as it turns out, no one knows how far down these foundations actually go


a piece of flooring from the previous abbey structure, c. 12th century, uncovered during excavation

repairing the broken ledger stones and stacking the good ones, outside, until time to re-lay them

Dr. John Marten Butt, 1738-1769

the oldest ledger stone, James Chapman, died January 6, 1663

memorial to Thomas Everard-Hutton who fell during the charge of the Light Brigade, at Balaclava during the Crimean War; lovely reference to Tennyson's poem

actor James Quin, 1693-1766, epitaph by David Garrick

We had an hour or so before our scheduled visit to Bertinet's school so we popped across the square from the abbey to the Cornish Bakery to try a so-so bacon and leek pasty. As it turned out, I also tried an apricot croissant -- just OK-- and Susan opted for one of their scones.



bacon and leek



Leaving the bakery we walked past the abbey and headed uphill in the direction of our hotel but stopping a couple of blocks short where we found the cooking school.

Richard Bertinet (chef, owner, author, instructor) had split the class of twelve into three groups. When we arrived, each group of four had already prepped the doughs -- it was a bread class -- and were just getting ready to shape and prepare the projects for the day: bread sticks with rosemary and Kalamata olives, focaccia, dinner rolls, and fougasse; at the end the chef demonstrated the assembly of flammiche. Susan will have more to say about this on her blog.

Afterwards Susie and I were invited to join everyone for a late lunch, with wine, tomatoes and mozzarella and charcuterie in addition to the wonderful bread laid out on the table and the freshly baked flammiche to top it all off.

The class was relaxed, Bertinet's style engaging, personable and fun yet always informative and often challenging the students to do better -- and kept at it!



the cookery school




After we left the school we made our way to the Royal Crescent, an architectural wonder that is certainly one of the highlights of Bath. We then opted to hop back on the bus to cruise around the city.



Getting off back at the abbey we walked a couple of short blocks to the River Avon and the Pultney Bridge, often referred to locally as Bath's answer to the Ponte Vecchio in Florence. I must say though that while the Ponte Vecchio is dominated by shops catering to the tourist, the shops on the Pultney Bridge are for the locals and the everyday passersby.
Pultney Bridge


on the bridge

shops on the bridge




From the bridge we made our way back uphill to our hotel. After an aperitif we walked around to the vicinity of the Circus and ate at the aptly named restaurant, The Circus -- we had the sense to make reservations earlier in the day. The food was wonderful: we both had Dover sole each with a portion of half potatoes, half vegetables, washed down with a delicious Greek wine and followed by a Greek muscat from the island of Samos.

Tomorrow it's back to London and our meetup with niece Mallory!

Hint of winter and Thanksgiving at the Ten Have-Chapman home, a day for smiling

It was just a week ago that we saw our first serious hint of winter here in western Michigan. Two to three inches of wet snow fell in Grand Rapids and made for some tricky driving. But within a couple of days the temperatures rose back into the 50s and with the benefit of rain showers the snow was gone by Thanksgiving Day.


Last Thursday afternoon -- Uncle Frank's birthday by the way which was roundly celebrated in Douglas, MA at Dick and Dorothy's home -- Susie and I drove across the street,  200 feet or so to her mother's home. We picked Bernice up and the three of us drove north to the greater Rockford area to enjoy Thanksgiving with the Ten Have-Chapman family.

Bernice's sister Marian Van Halsema, our aunt, married John Ten Have and it was the home of their son Garrett and his wife Laurie Ten Have-Chapman that a dozen people gathered to share stories, laughter and good food: turkey (both roasted and fried), mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green beans, corn, stuffing, cranberry salads, all the traditional food and all tasty.

Given the name of the holiday the meal ended with each person sharing what they were most thankful for in their life.

Berenice, from Normandy

Laurie

Maria and Berenice

Joe and his mother

Uncle John Ten Have

John, Karen and Susie

Berenice and Bernice





Laurie and Garrett

Maria, Susie and Bernice


After a leisurely meal -- with plenty of second and third helpings -- the group moved into the living room. After several rounds of word games we all returned to the dining room for dessert: Susie's citrus tart, Laurie's pecan pie, pumpkin pie  and Marian's apple crisp.

Garrett

Karen and her husband Joe, neighbors from Giddings Street

Joe and Berenice



the Bernice game



Susie's citrus tart


pecan pie, citrus tart and pumpkin pie (the crisp was still in the oven)
A wonderful afternoon sharing food and fun soon turned into a lovely evening and it was nearly 9 pm by the time we grabbed our coats and packed up to say adieu.

A bientot!

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