6. Napkin Diary For October 2014


Monday, 6th October

So far, this horrible virus has been in the news every day this month.

It is set to continue for some time.

I cut the letters from a free catalogue/brochure, which either came through my door, or was inside a weekend newspaper. I can’t remember. All I know is, I didn’t ask for it.

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5. Napkin Diary For October 2014


Thursday, 2nd October

The dowager (capital letter or not?) Duchess of Devonshire, Deborah Vivien Cavendish, a Mitford Sister, or Debo to family and friends, was buried today in a wicker basket coffin, as a brass band played ‘New York, New York’.

‘Dowager’ is a strange word,  I heard it twice this week, the other time being during a trailer for Downton Abbey.

It turns out, the widow of a peer may continue to use her title, if the peer’s successor has no wife. If there is a wife, then the widow has a choice:

1. She can place her name in front, e.g. Alison, Duchess of Bromley

2. She can place ‘doweger’ in front e.g. Dowager Duchess of Bromley

In short, it means that your highly titled husband is dead, you still want to be a duchess, but your son’s wife got in the way.

I hate titles, and hope that I would have the strength to turn it down in the unlikely event of receiving one.

I like what Danny Boyle said when he was offered a knighthood. He said he had enough trouble with people calling him Mr. Boyle, instead of just Danny.

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4. Napkin Diary For October 2014


Monday, 13th October

There was a four hour strike today by thousands of NHS workers, including nurses, midwives and ambulance staff.

They would like a 1% pay rise. The government says this will cost too much.

Urgent and emergency care was unaffected, and there have been reports that staff left the picket lines to attend to patients.


The little ambulance was taken from a child’s (Julia Lena Morell) colouring book that I bought from a charity shop in Barcelona. I will be posting more about this shop at a later date. It is on my ‘To Do’ list.






3. Napkin Diary For October 2014



Thursday, 16th October

A Saturday evening blog post. I’m on a roll with my October napkin, and don’t want to fall behind with recording my progress…

Liverpool’s Everyman Theatre has been awarded the RIBA Stirling Prize. Take that you show-off Shard!

The original theatre was taken down brick by brick, and then every single one used again in the new building.

105 lifesize Liverpudlians feature on the facade. It looks great in the pictures, would love to see it in the flesh.

You can see 355 here, and ‘Numb With Grief’ here.

Alison x

PS. Click on ‘Napkin’ in Categories, to see previous months. Also, I forgot to say, the numbers for ‘335’ were taken from our 2013 calendar, as were some of the letters for ‘Everyman’ (see below).




2. Napkin Diary For October 2014


Sunday, 5th October

A special service was held today for Allan Henning, the murdered British hostage.

A video showing the murder was posted on the internet on Friday night. Who on earth would watch this?

Barbara, his wife, said she was “Numb with grief”.

You can see the rest of the napkin here.

Alison  x

1. Napkin Diary For October 2014


Tuesday, 14th October

I have been making notes all month, but it wasn’t until Richard Flanagan gave me a kick up the backside that I actually started sewing.

Whilst watching television, late on Tuesday night,  I heard the announcement that Flanagan had won the Man Booker Prize for his novel, ‘The Narrow Road To The Deep North’. I have not read the book. I will read it in about eight months, when it starts hitting the charity shops by the shelf-load.

It took twelve years and five versions to complete.

The book is set during The Second World War. It was inspired by his father, Archie Flanagan, who spent three and a half years in a Japanese prisoner of war camp. Fourteen thousand people died in the camp.

335, is the POW number given to Archie Flanagan. He died shortly after the book was completed.

On Wednesday morning Richard was interviewed on ‘Breakfast’. He talked about his father telling him how it felt to be starving, in your brain and your belly. He told him what  a rotting ulcer smelled like. “The truth exists in those small, but very real, details,” he said.  He told of how he had gone and met one of the guards, whilst researching his book.  A man the prisoners called The Lizard.

I decided that I really liked Richard. He said his grandparents had been illiterate. He said the prize money would allow him to continue writing. I am glad.

Have a good weekend,

Alison x

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