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  1. Timbo

    River Bure

    You would be surprised Marshman, to find how accurate not only mapping but local information in the 1700s was. Maps have always been persuasive and used to settle disputes. For example, in 1553 locals of a village in Surrey drew a map of the town's field system in order to allow "the more playne manifest and direct understondying". Because maps also confer power, quality in cartography was essential. A good map not only lets you navigate, but it's also a means to wage war, collect taxation and information on the population. As for getting out and about Daniel Defoe, he of Robinson Crusoe fame published his book and accompanying maps 'Tour Through the Whole Island of Great Britain between 1724 and 1727. Defoe was not only a writer but also a businessman and a spy. Talking to the locals was an essential part of cartography and his tour contains detailed information not only on individual families but also details of their trade and business. As he passed through Norwich "a weaver of Norwich, gave me a scheme of their trade on this occasion, by which, calculating from the number of looms at that time employed in the city of Norwich only, besides those employed in other towns in the same county, he made it appear very plain, that there were 120000 people employed in the woollen and silk and wool manufactures of that city". Of course, map makers do get things very wrong. The River Ant is a good local example. Its name isn't the River Ant. It's the river Smale. However some jolly mapmaker in 1781, I did do the research but can't find the link, couldn't find a local to ask...so decided on a whim to rename it and call it the Ant. I'm wondering if he was an ancestor of another famous renamer of the Broads!
  2. Timbo

    River Bure

    Here you go Expilot. http://www.historic-maps.norfolk.gov.uk/ . Hours of fun tracing history through cartography here. There are several maps missing from the collection and of all places it is the National Library of Scotland that you have to go to in order to find them. https://maps.nls.uk/. There is also a good collection of maps to be found in the British Library too! http://www.bl.uk/onlinegallery/onlineex/maps/uk/?_ga=2.190779179.106008836.1555404253-1065440743.1554227647 The British Library also has a vast quantity of books, images, prints, documents, paintings and drawings of the Broads! Hope this helps? Edited to add https://www.oldmapsonline.org which will help you trace any maps that are hard to find. I'm currently researching a fragrance house and through the mapping data managed to trace someone from 1799 right down to their street address, even to details of what their home was made of, the state of repair, what their neighbours did for a living etc via Insurance Maps of the time.
  3. It all depends on what you've been smirking. Some things are worse than others. On one hand, you have your marijuana and on the other is the Salisbury tab end!
  4. Like Hylander, I'm usually up and awake when the day starts. A beagle's nose in your earhole is an excellent alarm clock. After taking the boys out for a walk and making a pot of coffee (Norfolk Coffee) the engine starts and we shove off. So although we don't sit under the hotel window we are on the move. Now if I had been the chap on the boat...I would have kidnapped Victory V in his nightshirt and nightcap, plied him with Norfolk coffee and then got him to look at any bits of the boat that needed varnishing while he was there!
  5. I've found that if I ring the ranger station, they ask me the dimensions of the boat, ask me where I am, and then they tell me what time I need to leave and what speed to travel at with a time check location along the way so that I can tell if I'm late or early. They also keep a lookout for you going through the station and give a friendly wave. On one occasion with a hire boat with Uncle Albert onboard they gave us a call back as they hadn't seen us come through at the right time. They asked where we were and if we had a problem and then suggested we speed up a bit if we wanted to get across. Uncle Albert was spitting feathers at that!
  6. That's cos they can't get a word in! MM!
  7. I've found that the more of his coffee I consume, the more I agree with MM. It's got to be the blend he uses!
  8. ...I can play the banjo and trim my toenails in the bath!
  9. So, just when I thought it was safe to enter the general population again...Gracie gets chicken pox. It turns out I've never had chicken pox, mumps or measles. I've had malaria, dysentery and a whole host of unpleasantness associated with a life 'roughing it' in 'forn climes', but none of the domestic type childhood illnesses. So an increase in my usual headache had folks worrying a bit. Not as worried as you guys will be when you discover my newfound fame as an 'International Fashion, Politics and Culture Correspondent'. Does anyone remember Jesse's Fashion Tips from the Fast Show? Jesse and I have a lot in common. This week I have mostly been wearing Creed. It turns out that my weird sense of humour if you can call it humour, and my tendency to write 'what I see' coupled with an ability to get dressed in the morning makes me a suitable men's fashion correspondent and I now have a monthly column in an American men's fashion and fragrance magazine. For those wanting to know...skinny jeans with rips are 'out', and the flowing lines of traditional tailoring are 'in'. The current trend of makeup and beards for blokes is meant to be provoking. Now, I don't know about you lot, but I grew up listening to David Bowie and watching Roy Wood's Wizard on TV. I hit my teens in the Punk era, went through the New Romantic era, into Ska, out the other side into heavy Metal and had a beard and hair longer than Gandalf until I was in my thirties. So, a bloke in makeup, with a beard, is not what I'd call particularly provoking. Although a male model mincing up the catwalk with his three sizes too big trousers at half-mast and a look of 'kill me now' in his eyes will cause me to snigger.
  10. Timbo


    I worked out a couple of years ago that the key to good reception is the specific kind of phone you use. Forget the i-phone its as much use as the packaging it came in, the same goes for the Samsung...anything remotely trendy, recycle it. Your old bricks...use them as rubble before you lay the new concrete drive...SONY, now SONY work. The SONY has a big antenna compared to other brands. Now battery power. Because my phone works...people use my phone. Consequently, the battery runs out quick. I know it's other people using my phone that makes it run down as...when I'm on the boat, all the people that normally ring me up are also on my boat or on their boat a few yards up the bank. Now when my phone runs out of power... what I do is find Grendel and plug my SONY phone into his power pack. I use Tesco phones for one reason. Every Tesco store has a phone relay tower and free wifi for its customers.
  11. ...and I still ain't deaded! A happy and prosperous New Year to all! Christmas was a quiet affair here at Timbo Towers. I was excited to see 'Madness' would be performing for New Year's Eve...then cringed every time they went off key. I had my usual moan at the crap music they play to accompany the firework display. The whole of musical history to go at and they come up with computer-generated drivel. Just shows how old I'm getting! Talking of which... ...woke up on New Year's Day to open birthday presents....and thanks for the birthday wishes much appreciated! Warm socks, good wine and fragrances from Creed and Tom Ford to add to my ever-growing collection. I'm not so much slipping into my dotage as running over the cliff of senility shouting 'yippee' on my way down. My floppy eared ginger nursemaids have earned their dog biscuits over the last few days as I slowly succumbed to another infection. Dylan, number one beagle, is always the first to react and he camped out on my lap for two days before Toby his twin joined in. 'Oh crap!'. Forty-eight hours in bed with the ginger hot water bottles taking it in turn to babysit me. By lunchtime yesterday, I had both of them cuddled up as I shivered and shook although I was burning up. On a normal day, I feel as though I have the worst hangover you can imagine, but yesterday... Five thirty this morning and I woke up. Toby pottered off to the living room and Dylan climbed off the bed and crawled under it. I checked the obituaries on my phone. Let's face it, if I had carked it in the night there was no way I was making the effort to get out of bed...even if Ian does email me on forum business two hours before dawn...but as my nursemaids had left me to my own devices and the BBC had not reported my demise I got out of bed and put the kettle on. Old Brown Java coffee freshly ground helped the morning tablets slide down. Annoy Ian on the phone, take Ellie to work, sit in the Tesco carpark to write this missive (without internet at the minute thanks to the cable being cut) and I'm heading back home. SSS then choose today's fragrance. Today I will mostly be wearing...Zadig & Voltaire. Vanilla, incense, grapefruit in the top and sandalwood in the base!
  12. Devastating news Alan. Ellie's and my thoughts are with you and your family and should you need us please do shout out. Tim and Ellie x
  13. Having put my teeth in my back pocket for safe keeping, then forgotten where I had put them, then in a half starved temper tantrum throwing myself into the chair and biting my own backside on the process...it was more than a nip I tell you! Welcome aboard!
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