The christmas robin archives
For us, a year over brimming with landmark celebrations. With Toasts
sensational 60th, The twin’s twinkling 5th and Eliza’s faerie 1st
birthdays. Thank you to all our dearest friends for contributing to the
“This Is Your Life” book for Richard. It was the best present in the
world, an amazing success and over flowing with love. xxx
In winters past when coming home on dark cold wintry nights, there was always
forever a lovely lamp lit glow from our neighbours houses and a feeling of great
safety and security and home sweet homeliness and a forever ness of living in
their shadow. A sense of belonging.
And then one by one things
The cosy restaurant closes its doors. Dearest most irreplaceable
neighbours pass away. As does Humph. People move and things
change. One generation becomes another generation. What’s suddenly
missing and longed for, is replaced first by waiting and then by something new
And then in the darkness I walk past our night lit window. All rose
pink and warm, with its twinkling fairy lights and oak beams made from trees 450
years ago, and there’s a real log fire glowing and crackling and radiating
warmth out of the heart of our humble little home. And in the window, old
Vinegar Tom Cat curled up oblivious in his wicker bed. And I long to
forever be in the safety of this rose tinted cottage with its longevity and its
dogs and its noise and its chaos and its sweet wildness. With its
fireworks and its explosions and its gentleness and its kindness and it’s
We are somehow close enough to the elements to feel Nature do
her thing, but close enough to a community to see hope in all its shining.
And we understand that our community and role models, our neighbours and our
dearest friends, our families and our loved ones, our faeries and our very
dear ghosts, bridge the gap between life and death, between darkness and light,
between endings and eternity.
And then we realise that just for now, maybe, it is our time to lamp light
And so on Christmas Morning, The Festival of Light, we will raise a
glass of the hot fabled mulled wine to you all, and especially remembering my
brother-in-laws dearest dad Alan, our very special neighbours Oonagh, Diana and
Alec. The Viking man and other special characters along our street whose
presence we greatly miss. SWEET GOD BLESS xxx and I throw it out to
the ether that our loss is most preciously your gain.
Have a Chrisdingle of a Christmas everyone with magic, hope, light and
LOVE. Snowdrops on roses, Amber Toast Sarah Blythe Oak Sky Meadow and
Eliza Maude x Papa + Jadey. Vinegar Tom Cat. Midnight the hamster and River the
“Baby all I want for Christmas is you”
And now a
fairytale to warm your soul on a dark cold crispy frosty winters
Once upon a time there was a very handsome older married before,
well spoken and educated Prince of marketing. Who had a lovely warm fair skinned
fair haired daughter. The Prince was a very honorable and moral man and
was a very hard worker.
He lived in a beautiful but tumbledown antique little cottage with his best
friend a very regal golden golden dog. And although he had been quite
lonely for some time due to a sad and dramatic change in his life he remained
kind and happy natured and not at all bitter.
Around about the same once upon a time, there was a pretty, younger married
before, colourfully, but not so well spoken x showgirl , whose roots grew back
to the pearly east end of old London town and branched out to the country of
She lived in a tiny two up, two down pixy dwelling which she had desperately
and painstakingly restored from dilapidation. With her adorable two small
faerie children and best friend, a mutt from the rescue shelter. And
although she had been quite lonely, for some time due to a sad and dramatic
change in her life she remained bubbly and bright natured and positive about the
It was the crispy rustic autumn of 2002 when the mystical fingers of fate
untangled the two pathways that led the marketing prince to the young
mother. A strange and wonderful magic seamed to weave itself around the
wholesome shop where the two paths did cross (which incidentally grew from a
small seed in a little front room in a little fishing village into the nostalgic
Cornflower It was on the said fated day.)
The magic was compelling and all powerful and momentous and took the two
lonely souls on a magical and adventurous carpet ride to far off exotic places
and beautiful lands full of natural lush rich and abundant bounties that only
can be glimpsed of in dreams and that the pair thought had long since
passed them by.
And to this very said day it is to be believed that the beloveds continue
with their amazing adventures.
And that the sweetest of honey moons later, the united lovers having
anointed each other with gifts of seeds and eggs a plenty shall nurture their
harvest for years to come. And in return, what an abundant harvest
festival they all do daily share. With many faithful thanksgiving hearts and the
merry ness of children’s laughter which all believe in the wisdom of magic and
fairytales that end happily ever after.
“The stars in the bright sky
look down where she laid, the little Eliza asleep in the hay”
beautiful Eliza Maude
Blessed us on the 17.11.07
Weighing an abundant 9
And so completing our family
May all your Christmases be as amazing as ours.
P E A C E
And Lots of
love to you all,
And love and chrimble wishes to the other
X Toast, Amber, Sarah, Blythe, Oakley, Sky, Meadow and Eliza
And they all lived happily ever after.
Since meeting and setting up a beautiful new home and family
together. Taking on new jobs and new school roles. Having got more
involved in Old Gaffers duties, sharing our interests and socialising in new and
old circles together, slowly our community and friendships have grown from
strength to strength to strength. Although our friends are all so
diversely different we have talked about and thought about what turns
acquaintances into friends and good friends into great friends.
And we have come to the conclusion that all our friends have one very special
quality. A consistent desire to share and exchange life’s experiences,
both celebratory, indifferent and sad, in a genuine, generous, open, kind and
sincere way. It seems to us the qualities that have moved our friendships
forward are honesty, humour, an absence of pretence, genuine care for the other
persons wellbeing, support, sensitivity, and a certain amount of exposing ones
feelings. Enjoyment of the others' personality, respect, laughter, tears
and HEAPS OF FUN, not to mention a sprinkling of inspiration. And because
of this mutual investment the past 4 years have seen our community unfold around
us, some dearest old friendships thrive more strongly than ever and some
beautiful new friendships spiral beyond belief. So thank you all our
friends, you are very special. Have an especially sparkly Christmas.
We also look forward to spending many evenings of merriment and feasting with
those of you who can, in our new clotted cream kitchen. Celebrating around
our new amazing farmhouse table, designed by us and made out of four inch slabs
of fire surround timber. Yes it’s AWESOME. We have a church pew down
one side and some beautiful old church chairs with crosses cut out of their
backs down the other side. What a wicked table to confess your sins
round! Our kitchen feels like a constant harvest festival and our Esse
range (the poor mans Aga) is definitely the heart of the home. Should
anybody need to relieve themselves from all the merriment you could always take
refuge in our new vintage French bathroom and then retire in front of our French
log burner. Yep, house renovating seems to have been a great success this
The perfumed garden is currently undergoing restoration, renovation and
replenishment, so hopefully it will feel like harvest festival out there too
next year. This autumn we have planted some new trees. A beautiful
silver birch tree for Dad as well as a robinia, a eucalyptus and a pink sorbus
pagoda to follow. Now that we have sold Cornflower Toast’s office is
moving to a log cabin ‘a la jardin’. He’s definitely gone with the
faeries!!! And of course his cabin is situated in the wildest part of the
garden! Were not sure how distracting, summer, children and sunbathing
gardeners will be, not to mention the lure of a captive sailing crew permanently
on stand by. We think we need a bigger ark!
Our family is blossoming every day and is a constant reminder of how fast
children grow up and of how much intense love you can feel for another human
being. All be it under the camouflage of lively family life. Despite
all the weight the world carries on her shoulders Love is still all
powerful. We shared a brilliant sightseeing holiday in Wiltshire this
summer and covered 600 miles in the process. The children all climbed
Glastonbury Tor, not bad for three, six and eight year olds and we sailed from
Bristol to America upon Brunel’s Ship in the 1800s. We did the Cheddar Gorge and
spooky Wookey Hole Caves. All Shared Tea in Bath and did the naked gardens
at Malmesbury, the most magical, inspiring and beautifully artistic gardens
we’ve ever visited. We roamed around a roman villa and did the honey pot
Cotswolds trail as well as doing two ancient stone circles in the torrential
As recently announced in A National Paper no less, North Essex is the new In
place to live. Looks like Essex’s best kept secret has just been
discovered. So we welcome you to come and enjoy, and if you can’t handle 4
small children feel free to stay in the new small but award winning motel in the
High Street and come and see the superior new marina development
unfolding. Take a meal in the renowned Kovalam where beautiful authentic
southern Indian cuisine is at its best. Treat yourself to a delicious
coffee and pastry in The Coach House. Or catch a folk night at The Swan!
Remembering on Christmas morning to raise a glass of hot mulled wine for
absent friends and loved ones, so to three very gentle and inspirational friends
who all, sadly, unexpectedly and prematurely jumped realms. Sweet God
Bless Al, Tracie and Lindsay. And never forgetting those who never
quite made it here in the first place xxx
Have a wonderfilled and peaceful Christmas everyone and we hope all your
dreams come true in 2007. - (If they haven’t all ready)
snowdrops Toasty Amber Blythe Oak Sky and
Jadey Papa and Vinegar Tom Cat xxx xxx
LOVE & PEACE
“Silent night Holy night, All is calm All is
I so love the Autumn time, then Winter and Christmas time with all the
deep rusty reds and burnt orange colours. . Glimpsing in on warm cosy homes
glowing by lamplight. . The smell of real log fires in the cold air. .
Flickering candlelight. . The steamy breath of the children when they are
laughing and playing outside.
There always seams to be less people around and the crisp country paths and
fallen frosted leaves and shining bright red berries look all so magical.
You can almost hear the faeries bells tinkling. I simply adore crisp cold
family nights spent in our cosy home sweet home. . Our offspring ravishing their
wholesome tea. . A steamy bubbly bath. . Milk warm and malted milk biscuits with
cows on them. . A fairytale. . A real crackling fire. . Humph playing
jazz. . A good book. . A nice wine and lots of love from my beloved whilst all
are sleeping safe and sound above.
This year, Uncle Steve built the children an amazing wooden tree house six
foot up our elderberry tree, with a slide going down to a trampoline. When
you look out all you can see is a heavenly world amongst the treetops.
At this time of year our hallway is not decked with holly but a sea of hats
and coats and scarfs and mitts and wellies, mostly of the little people
variety. The children are forever flourishing and flowering and
tolerating and teaching and surprising and amazing us. We are so very
This Christmas for us is going to be a very special and spiritual one
for the world has lost some great men recently. There was John Peel,
Arthur Miller, The Pope, Brother Roger of Taize, Robin Cook, Ronnie Barker,
George Best. But by far the Greatest of all ever to touch my life....my
dear lovely Daddy. And I am missing him with my whole heart.
Not only was Dad a Big Baker character, but he was a true romanticist,
compassionate, full of humanity and kindness and a Brilliant Poet. No
tribute could ever be great enough to show what a lovely Dad he was, though one
brilliant one said “,,a lovely big man with a heart even bigger,, And a
perfect one from John said “,,you were the best thing I ever could wish for in a
Dad,, You gave all us children, in-laws and grandchildren such a wonderful
and wholesome life, with your pirate shanties, your endless cooking tips, your
creative D.I.Y help, your forthrightness in telling us when we were
definitely wrong, your lovely personality and continual humour.
I can just picture you and Ronnie Barker right now in glorious
laughter. I desperately miss your down to earth, chilled out company and
lovely visits where you plotted the next D.I. Y job, just so you
could simply enjoy the slow life and indulge in your pure love of good food,
especially of the sea variety, by wandering along the High Street to the local
fishmongers and butchers, or relax at the beach hut and chat to passers by, comb
the beach for oysters, and of course be a local character in the local
pub. Mustang Sally, Woolly Bully and Great balls of fire will never ever
sound the same again. Not to mention your endless support and
It feels as though I have lost my ally. Every now and then I still cant
quite grasp that you are not physically here. One card said we never
really leave we just change form. Yes. You will always be such a big
part of all our lives. Thank you to you and my dear Mum for making me Dad,
I feel so very lucky to have been your daughter. Love you forever
Dad. . Sweet God Bless xxx
Over 750.00 pounds have been raised for Cosmic (Children of St
Mary,s Intensive Care) Charity this year, with donations given in Dads name and
additional collections from Cornflower customers. This is the children,s
ward that saved Sky Blue when he was poorly. They do an amazing job saving
the lives of the sickest children in the country. Donations are always
welcome as the equipment they need is so very expensive. They have less
than a dozen beds.
Sadly at Easter this year we also lost Charlie our lovely golden retriever
bear. So to put a little bouncing joy back in to Jadeys and the Giles,s
household we now have Papa Shakespeare the Labradoodle. He,s half Labrador
half Poodle. So the twins and the pooch are all potty training
Christmas day we will simply celebrate with good old fashioned homemade
family love and crispy country coastal walks and ponder on our ancestors and
ancient Celtic thoughts. Amazing mother nature. Little
miracles are everywhere.
On Christmas morning We shall be raising a glass of hot mulled wine followed
by a champagne, smoked salmon and seafood breakfast feast to My Bestest Dad in
the Cosmos and to his cousin Mike. Sweet God Bless and may all your
Heavenly Christmases be forever white
And your stars twinkle forever.
Happy 1st chrimble together, Sarah and her new love seaside (Simon) of the
band Tired irie.
Have a very merry magical and spiritfull Christmas everyone
All our love Amber, Toast, Blythey, Oak, Sky, Meadow, Vinigar Tom Cat,
Jadey and Papa
Sleep in Heavenly Peace, Sleep in Heavenly Peace.
“Kissing By The Mistletoe, Jingle, Jingle”
Welcome to my wild and woolly winter circular again. Dim the lighting,
light a log fire and some candles, burn some frankincense, pour yourself a
tipple and relax in the rocker and catch up on this years’ adventures at Pixy,
in the warmest deepest heart of North Essex.
After one and a half years Pixy is beautifully renovated and very almost
finished. When it is we will be delighted to offer this charming, quaint,
very pretty family home with many original features. Tastefully and
sympathetically renovated with love, sweat, tears and downright determination.
Thank you to my lovely Daddy and Mummy, John and Toast for all your hard work,
without you this would not have happened.
My beautiful faerie and mischievous pixy are both flourishing
abundantly. Blythe even has her own computer alcove now that she is an
official schooly and Oakey races his remote control car down his “Brands kitchen
hallway living room Hatch racing track”. Oakley is enchanting when he is
not having his terrible two’sssssssss! And I often think that sensible Blythe is
the mummy as she constantly informs me that I am wearing clothes that do not
match! Neither of our children is backwards in coming forwards and I don’t know
where they get it from!!! Beautiful Blythe is still a sugar plum ballerina and
Oak insists on being a pretty good one in his tutu too.
This year has seen me find wholesome organic new love. MAGIC. Across the
Cornflower counter which amazingly and romantically we now own. WOW. All
brick and beams and baskets and brimming over with yummy organic goodies as I am
chief buyer. Who ever said a way to a man;s heart is through his belly
hadn’t discovered the way to a woman’s heart!
My new beloved is a very warm English gentleman called Richard Giles
affectionately known here as Toast. My mans' best friend is Sir Charles
Chocolate a Golden Retriever pedigree, Jades new love. Richard also has a
lovely daughter called Sarah Louise who is at De Montfort University Leicester
and both the children and I adore her and look forward to her visits home.
And then there’s Toasts first love “Sara” A twenty three foot Gaff Cutter based
on a Colne Smack called The Betty. So far this year we have taken Mum and
Dad up the estuary and we have also taken the mermaid and pirate over to second
desert island beach for a summertime adventure. BRILLIANT. Not to
mention a secluded champagne stargazing evening. Romance is definitely not
We still see John regularly and love him dearly, all forty years young of
him!!! He is the best daddy and the children love their time spent with
him. He is now in the T.A and also has his Bus licence and commutes daily
to Dartford-Greenwich which is where his route is. So if you’re ever that
side of the river look out for him. He sends his love to you all.
This year ive also dabbled in fine arts and live drawing classes-Van-Gogh eat
your ear off, and Toast opened a Cartridge World storer, Keeping your cartridges
and himself recycled. This year Blythey Baby has started school and
in January Oak starts Playgroup.
We hope you are all ignoring life’s trials and enjoying life’s
tribulations. On Christmas morning we will raise a legendary glass of hot
mulled wine to all those past and present so to my two Aunty Jeans, Sweet God
Bless. And may all those still present get lots of presents xxx
Organic Cornflower faerie and pixy dust to you all
Love Amber, Toast,
Blythe Spirit and Oakleaf