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Hi Folks, again many thanks for the kind donation of a laptop computer at the Plugit meeting on Tuesday 22nd. September,2009. Rest assured that it will assist us on watch. “How?” did you ask? E.G. A lot of the passing shipping has “a box of tricks”, on board, that automatically transmits a signal that we can access, via the internet, enabling us to quickly identify a vessel. It’s a bit like a planes “black box”. Presently we use the “Mark One Eyeball”, with binoculars or a telescope, to identify features e.g. colour of hull and superstructure, any Company Logos on vessel sides etc. to record in the Station Log Book. This obviously takes time, but with access to the Internet we can quickly record many vessels’ identity. Time saved gives us even more time to scan the beach, foreshore and out to sea for possible “problems”.
We are the Eyes along the Coast. Plugit will shortly receive an official letter of thanks from NCI Mablethorpe.
On a personal note I joined NCI, as a volunteer Trainee Watchkeeper, in November,2008 starting at the old Coastguard Tower in Winthorpe, Skegness. I moved to Mablethorpe in July,2009 where I’m now a Watchkeeper. I find it very rewarding especially when someone comes up to the Station and offers their sincere thanks for assistance received. Many of you will remember that I resigned as Vice Chairman of Plugit in March,2009 because of my time being spent with NCI, but rest assured I will remain an active member of Plugit here in Sutton on Sea.
Cheers,
Tony Harrison (Member of Plugit since Spring,2006).
Back to top of members pageTo laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk exposing our true self.
To place your ideas, your dreams, before the crowd is to risk loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk despair.
To try at all is to risk failure.
But risk we must,
Because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
This is a new recipe submitted by Audrey Clements.
| Ingredients | |
| 1 cup butter | 1 cup flour |
| 1 cup brown sugar | 2 cups dried fruit |
| 4 large eggs | 1 teasp baking powder |
| 1 teasp salt | lemon juice |
| some nuts | 1 bottle of whisky |
Method
First sample the whisky to check quality. Take a large bowl. Check the whisky again to be sure it is of the highest quality. Pour one level cup and drink. REPEAT. Turn on the electric mixer, beat one cup of butter in a large fluffly bowl. Add one teaspoon sugar and beat again. Make sure the whisky is still OK. Try another cup. Turn off the mixerer. Break two large leggs, add to the bowl and chuck in the cups of dried fruit. Mix on the turner. If the dried fruit gets stuck on the beaterers, pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the whisky to check for tonsistency. Next sif two cups of salt, or something....who cares? CHECK THE WHISKY. Now sif the lemon juice and strain the nuts. Add one tablespoon of sugar or something, whatever you can find. Grease the oven, turn the cake tin to 350 degrees. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Throw the bowl out of the window, check the whisky again and go to bed.
Back to top of members pageMy life started at 11-10am on the 25th December 1935, the local GP. Dr W R Gavin who was present at my birth, always after that used to call me his Christmas Day in the workhouse, said in the friendliest way as he actually gave me a beautiful toy white rabbit, which I still have in my possession to this day.
I was born in a very old thatched roof cottage in Devon, called Woodbine Cottage because it had a Honeysuckle bush running up the outside wall to the side of the door; it was a very old plant as the main stem was over 6ins in diameter. The Cottage had walls made of Cob (That is Mud Straw and Cow Pat mixed together) and which were 2ft 6ins thick. It was a Tithe cottage which went with my father’s job at Pullhayes Farm as Head Cowman and Farm Manager. The Down stairs ceiling was only 6ft high, with an 8in Beam running across the full width. This meant when I grew up that I always had to duck when going under it.
This cottage was located in the Village of East Budleigh in East Devon . It sits on the main road between Exmouth and Sidmouth, and is known in history for being the birth place of Sir Walter Raleigh; he was born at a farm called Hayes Barton, situated about one mile out of the main village.
Although growing up during the Second World War, I had a lovely childhood with many nice friends who I grew up with. I always had to work hard right from the age of ten years onwards, I was driving horses both in the fields and with the carts and wagons, from that age and drove the tractors when I was twelve. It was hard going then but my parents although strict on discipline were fair and very loving.
I went to school at Drakes school in the village, then passed the eleven plus and went to Exmouth Grammar school, leaving school at sixteen having passed my school certificate. I then went to work in the town of Stafford, and joined the Army for three years at the age of 17 years 6 months and 5 days, just old enough by five days to be able to sign on as a regular soldier for three years. Because it was the Queens coronation year 1953, I was presented with the Queens crown given by the Queen to everyone who signed on in the forces in that year. I left the army in June 1956, but only 6 weeks later was called up again because of the Suez emergency, and was de-mobbed again in January 1957.
I then went to Nottingham to live and to work with my brother in his business, and became a fully skilled architectural and ornamental blacksmith, making hand forged gates, staircase balustrades, pub signs in fact anything that could be done in ornamental metalwork. While in Nottingham I met and married my better half my lovely wife June. We got married in 1960 at Shakespeare Street Registry office Nottingham, and have so far spent 45 very happy years together, and hope to have many more.
My last job before I was forced to retire was with the Automobile Association, with whom I was a Patrol Force Sergeant. It was with them in 1993 that I was involved in a crash in one of their Relay Lorries, when the power steering failed and locked up the steering, causing the vehicle to go off the road and hit a tree, The Cab was badly crushed and I had to be cut out by the rescue services, I was in a coma in Warwickshire Royal Infirmary for 12 days, having suffered multiple injuries, including 14 fractures in various bones, a punctured left lung and a very bad head injury which has caused some brain damage ,but not too bad thank heaven. Since this accident I try to live every day to the full, because while I was in the coma I actually arrested and had to be brought back to earth again. So just think everyone this life is not a dress rehearsal, it is the real thing and you only get one shot at it, so count your blessings and live your life in the best way you can.
I was compulsorily retired in October 1993 and we moved to Mablethorpe in July 1997. As most of you probably already know I was chairman of the Mablethorpe Carnival From 1999 to 2003 when I had to close for lack of being able to form a committee of enough strength. From then on I guess you know all about me.
If this is put on the website and you read it, I hope you will find it of some interest to know where I am coming from.
My best wishes to everyone
Regards- JIM
Mr. Arthur James Eaton
Back to top of members pageJust a little beware signal to anyone producing small articles for Parish magazines etc. The Windows grammar - the green wiggly line - does not pick up the ' to boldly go ' type of error. I don't pretend to be a literary writer of any merit, but was ashamed to find a blatant split infinitive in a short piece I'd sent in to our local magazine. I don't think I am going to be black balled because of it, but I thought I'd pass on the information that Windows doesn't necessarily pick up on all our grammatical errors.
A little article found by Audrey Clements (Reproduced with the kind permission of The Daily Telegraph)
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