A Leaf From Sycamore-September 2005


As you all probably know by now the name chosen for the new extra care housing at Bainbridge will be Sycamore Hall. ‘Sycamore’ from Sycamore Close and ‘Hall’ from High Hall to combine the two old buildings into a superb new complex that will accommodate all.

Sycamore day centre has had two publicity articles in the Darlington and Stockton, one for our website and one for our newsletter.

The newsletter is missing the crossword in this issue. Short on time and short on space. Apologies and it will be back in the next issue.

Liz with daughter Lucy
Liz Allen our talented Activity Organiser - won the Hartley Cup in the Floral Art section for the second year in a row and the Ella Metcalfe Memorial Trophy for best exhibit in the floral section. Well done again Liz!

We have had iTunes installed on the computer. Unfortunately at the moment our connection is too slow to download the information. When we move to the new day centre and receive Broadband we will have a state of the art multimedia centre, no need to buy any CDs and can tune in to any kind of music whenever we like.

Note: just to remind you we have a range of good quality cards for sale in the foyer £1.00 and marmalade at £1 25 a jar.

Editor Angela Kershaw

  • Activity Organiser
  • Sycamore Day Centre

Sycamore Residents

Sycamore residents had an outing with lunch to Kilnsey fish farm 18th July.


  • How it is coming along

The roof is completed. The scaffolding has all been taken down but drainage down pipes have still to be fitted.

Concreters, plasterers, electricians and plumbers are all going in and out of the building like a huge army of ants.

As I write some of the flats are being fitted out with kitchen units etc.

Sycamore residents have now been shown and chosen their kitchen furniture, tiles and floor coverings.

The kitchen units are made of solid wood and come in three different colours. Natural beech, ash or green with colour matched tiles and worktops.

The shower rooms have a choice of cream or white tiles with complimenting pale blue or green tiles and matching floor covering.

Residents have chosen the carpets that they would like for their new sitting room, bedroom, and hall.

Sycamore residents will spend Christmas at Sycamore Close and then (hopefully) at the beginning of January 2006 will move across into the first phase at Sycamore Hall.


  • Meetings at Sycamore Close, Bainbridge
  • LAST Thursday in the month at 2.00 p.m.
  • Subscriptions: £1 a meeting

Outing organisers:

Elma Banks (Wensleydale 650277)
Dorothy Baker (Wensleydale 650541)
Eleanor Scarr (Wensleydale 650216)


  • Shopping trip to Carlisle - Thursday, 27th October

Bus Leaves Askrigg at 9.00 a.m. and picks up in Bainbridge.

  • Yuletide Craft - Thursday, 24th November

demonstration of craft with Carol Pounder

  • Christmas Lunch - Thursday, 8th December 12pm for 12.30pm

The Wensleydale Creamery £12.50

  • Date of next Planning Meeting: 3rd October at 10.00 a.m.
  • Date of next Meeting: Thursday, 26th January, 2006


Outing To Reeth in Swaledale

What a gloriously sunny day we had for our little outing.
Only Liz and the bus driver knew where we were eventually heading for.

We set off from Bainbridge towards Askrigg, climbing steeply out of Askrigg onto the moor road and Askrigg Common. Over Satron Moor, High Oxnop, passing Keartons' Wood on our right, dropping down into Crowtrees and then turning right for Gunnerside.

We all kept trying to guess our final destination but no-one was telling.

We went over the bridge in Gunnerside and on through Low Row, Feetham, Healaugh and finally we arrived. The destination was Reeth on market day.

Natural meadows were at their peak, and the hedgerows were spectacular.
Rosa Canini at almost every turn, Elderflowers dripping with heavy blossoms, Vetch, Cow Parsley, Meadow Cranesbill, Sweet Cecily, Knapweed, stately Foxgloves, Plantain, Ragged Robins, Campions, Stitchwort, Oxe-eye Daisies, Creeping Thyme and the Stonecrop clinging confidently to the stone walls.
In one area hundreds of Spotted Orchids lined the hedgerow. There were many more flowers just too numerous to mention. I don’t think I can remember a better year for plants, birds and wild flowers than this year has been so far.


Time was against us. It was a bit of a rush to look round the market as some traders were starting to close their stalls.
We descended on the fruit and veg stall, much to the proprietor’s delight and found some gorgeous strawberries that had just been reduced to £1.00 a punnet.

Almost everyone bought some. Mary had a good shop and was able to buy fresh beetroot, cauliflower, melon, tomatoes and strawberries. Frances had some good purchases as well.

Liz was quite delighted at finding a set of long reach screwdrivers for only £1.00 a set. She had been looking for ages. They are for repairing and changing the batteries in Lucy's toys.

After shopping we all piled outside the Cobblestones cafe at the top of the green.
Bacon sandwiches, tea and ice-cream were called for.
Food excellent! Service Excellent!

Journeyed back through Grinton, Arkerside Moor, Redmire moor and started our drop-offs at Carperby and then headed back to Bainbridge.


On the 28th of September we had an open afternoon clothing sale with refreshments at Sycamore Day Centre.
The sale was open to the general public and anyone from Sycamore Close or High Hall.

We had a very good response from the public and Sycamore Close, in spite of the poor weather.
People got stocked up with vests etc. and some nice new outfits or sweaters ready for winter or even Christmas.

There was a slight problem in that for some people the clothes didn’t come in small enough sizes. ‘That wasn’t a problem for me.’


There were 14 of us altogether but they wouldn't all stay together.

The outing was a bit touch and go as we were struggling to find a driver for the afternoon. John came up trumps and was able to rearrange his commitments and take us for a ride round. Thank you John much appreciated.

Originally we were going to try Kitty’s' tea room at Aysgarth for a change.
When we got there we found that it does not open on Wednesdays. Plan (B).

We continued on to the falls and into the National Parks car park. As we were unloading the bus a lady that we were familiar with called out from a window of the National Park building to inform us that the tea room was having electrical work carried out but not to worry as we could still have ice-cream tea or cakes. Phew!

The weather was absolutely glorious and we sat outside. There was shade for anyone who needed it. Mary, Dolly and Dorothy bought cakes to take home with them, (said it would save them baking). They nearly cleared the place out of date and walnut cake.


  • Pizzas. The way Mamma used to make them.

From the outset we decided that we would have a team effort. Recipe was downloaded from our website and tasks were allocated according to ability and choice.

The domino table was also kept busy for the afternoon.

Jim chopped the onion using the special chopper we purchased a few months ago, it worked really well. Dorothy, Mary and Dolly sliced all the stotties and bread buns and buttered them. Mary Johnson chopped all the mushrooms and sliced the tomatoes and the ham with the knife of her choice.

Jim mixed the part that gives the pizzas that extra zing. You make a puree with tomato paste, pure olive oil, minced garlic, fresh ground black pepper and lashings of basil.
Dorothy and Angela grated the cheese.

Liz was in charge of kitchen duties which meant making sure I didn't burn the filling and keeping everything washed up, whipping the cream and making sure we finished in time because as always we were working against the clock. Ta! Liz.

Margaret Cotton did a fantastic job of combining all the ingredients onto the pizzas and decorating them.

A little fun was had when we asked Nora and Mary to slice up strawberries for decoration. We omitted to tell them that they were not for the pizzas but to put on the fresh cream meringues they were having with a cup of tea.

After the pizzas were cool enough we sampled them and the verdict was, fantastic. Some of our members had never eaten a pizza before. The remaining pizzas of which there was plenty were wrapped in foil and a paper bag and taken home for everyone’s tea. Verdict let’s do it again.
So we did!


This recipe is one Mary made at the Hawes school for over 30 years and it was always a favourite with the children. The recipe is already on the web but we needed a photograph to go with it so we made up the recipe.

We knew we would be working against the clock (more so than usual) as our manager was coming across to see us in the afternoon. The potatoes were boiled and mashed at home the previous night. We used a food processor for chopping the onions and bought ready grated cheese.

We made the pastry and lined two flan dishes, roasted the onions and combined all the ingredients together. The flans were filled and decorated then put in the oven to bake.

Despite all the shortcuts and our manager not being able to come, we were still too late to eat the flan by the time it had cooled from the oven.

Fortunately that evening I was going to a lecture at Hawes so I took some flan up to Dorothy who distributed it to the Hawes ladies and on the Friday morning the rest of the flans were reheated and served up for coffee break so no-one missed out.

Verdict very tasty. Jim said the mixture would make a great filling for cheese and onion pasties. Who knows we might try it one of these days.


We have been downloading music, words and history of folk songs, sea shanties and tunes of times gone by but are still popular today.
We have also been singing along with them with varying ability.

Yorkshire dialect reading

We have had a go at reading some dialect poetry. It is quite hard to do. The members who were local to the area read quite well. Fun was had by us all.

We did readings from 23rd psalm and Owd Mary by Kit Calvert.

The story of Lake Semerwater and The Hired Hand, two of which we have printed in this issue.

Bread and Clay modelling

These activities are always laced with fun and imagination. It never ceases to amaze me some of the more unusual things people can model. Note: the clay and bread modelling were done on different days.

Art and Photography

Angela and Lucy as you've never seen them

We have made interesting place mats from photographic images. You take a photograph and then using the computer you apply a kaleidescope technique to it.

Most amusing and very unusual.

We have had the usual card bingo, dominoes, quoits, through the arches, quizzes, marmalade making etc. We have just been talking about Christmas and it’s time we started thinking seriously about what crafts we are going to make this year.

Mary’s Milkman

Can anyone top this for a record? I have had the same milk man for 36 years.


“Now” said the teacher “can anyone name five things that contain milk?” “Yes Miss” replied one pupil.” Ice-cream Butter cheese and two cows”

Note :Wed. October 5th

Out for lunch at Owens (The Crown Askrigg) and a visit to the Dales Countryside Museum to see the Marie Hartley Exhibition celebrating 100 years of her life and work.

Raydale Preserves

  • Friday 5th August

Earlier in the week I had been up to Stalling Busk and called in at Raydale Preserves to check out suitability for an outing from Sycamore Day Centre.

I had a cup of coffee and some cake and was delighted to see a photographic display of life in the dales from an earlier era. I checked out the toilet facilities to make sure they were wheelchair friendly.
There was also a portable ramp to access the schoolroom. Everything okay, so on the Friday after lunch we all set off for Raydaleside.

It was a lovely sunny afternoon. On the way up to Semerwater we were able to get a good look at the new National Park building and also got a good look at the new Sycamore Hall building from the top of the hill. We carried on up the hill to Countersett and then on to lake Semerwater which was twinkling in the sunlight. Stopped for a few minutes to absorb the view and then we went on to Stalling Busk and Raydale Preserves.

There were photographic displays and folders for us to look at which provided a lot of interest as did the preserve tasting.

Jim bought six jars of assorted jams and pickles and several other people bought some preserves. Just one mention ‘in my opinion’ “I don’t think lavender and blackcurrant go together.”

After the preserve tasting, tea or coffee and homemade cakes was the order of the day. Smashing.

It was a very enjoyable afternoon made more special by the fact that Basil and Sygny Allen from Hawes were there helping out the family and our day centre members had a good crack with them as they were familiar faces to all.

We were made to feel very welcome even though Derek was quite busy.

Derek also gives a little talk about the farm and the conservation work that they do.

Verdict! We shall go again. We are also going to tell Sue as she might like to take some people from High Hall to have a look round.

Annual Outing 2005

  • Wednesday 17th August

Originally we had planned a longer journey to the Lake District but on the morning of the trip the weather was in a way fantastic, but very warm.

In light of this we revised our travel plans as several people were not keen on a long journey in the mini-bus including myself. A quick ring round on the telephone produced a yes to having lunch at Owens (The Crown) in Askrigg.

Set off at 11.15 in glorious sunshine and arrived at 11.30. We settled down to a relaxed lunch with fantastic food (as it ALWAYS is) with puddings as well.

We went back to Sycamore Close at 1.45 pm to drop off Frances who had an optician’s appointment and then we went over Askrigg moor into Swaledale.

This time we went into the Community Orchard Gardens at Hudson House Enterprise Centre in the middle of Reeth.
Tea and ice-cream were the order of the afternoon from the ice-cream parlour across the road. The staff were very helpful and allowed us to take the tea and crockery into the community gardens.

John the bus driver got chatting to some volunteers and they said that we could take a picnic into the gardens if we wanted as long as we took all our rubbish away.
We think it is a great place for a picnic, plenty of seating, with a nice big apple tree to sit under, level paths and there is also a ramp.
So watch this space picnic here we come.

  • Another place to tell Sue about.

More pleasure was to come on the journey home. We travelled back via Redmire moor. The sun was still shining and what spectacular scenery. The heather was at its absolute peak. Glorious!

The Country Harvest at Ingleton

  • 2nd September

What a lovely place for a day out, especially when the weather was absolutely perfect. Sunny but with a gentle breeze. We have been amazingly lucky with the weather for all our trips this year.

The choice of foods was incredible. In the fresh baked bread alone there were about fifteen varieties. The most unusual bottles of beers, drinks and home made elderflower cordial. Cheeses to die for including a cheese made in Lancashire and it looked like a large onion. Most unusual! They also had a good clothing and gifts section.

The coffee shop didn't disappoint either. The sweets cabinet had the most luscious puddings and tarts that you could ever want. We didn't have one because it was too soon after our lunch so we plumped for tea and scones or ice-cream. No such problems for our driver John who treated himself to a huge slice of summer fruit cheesecake.

Ken and I went for a walk across the field to the swings and as there were no children around we tried them out. I asked Ken if I could take a photo of him and he said okay.
Tables turned on me. I am the one who usually takes the photos but on this occasion Ken said he would like to take a picture. It came out a really good photo too.

Friends of High Hall

The friends held their Annual Summer Fair at High Hall on Saturday 10th September. There was the usual heavily laden cake stall, raffle, tombola, healthy bottle stall, crafts and greeting cards. Tea and cakes were provided and served by High Hall staff. The event as always was very well supported. Over £400 was raised. The friends made a substantial donation to High Hall’s amenity funds.

This piece of prose was written by Kit Calvert about his grandmother from Burtersett.

  • "Owd Mary"

Kit Calvert
My grandmother, dead these last forty years, was almost the last of a fine type of Victorian dalesfolk.
She lived at the bottom of the world, and poverty was her constant companion, but "Owd Mary", as she was known to every member of our village, was rich in friends and memories.

Compared with our present assessment of good citizenship, grandmother would be thought a bit of a character. The following page out of her life is typical of her.

"Put t'fire to t'oven Ann, while I go on to Billy Willie's for a few bits o' things t'bake wi'.

"Ann was grandmother's eldest daughter, and Billy Willie was the local grocer. She donned her shawl, picked up her basket and purse which contained one halfcrown, the only money she possessed, and set off for her "baking stuff".

Before she arrived at the grocers, she called in to see how the Jacksons were getting on.
The Jacksons were a working class family whose breadwinner was often ailing, and the time of our story being before the days of "Lloyd George", no work meant no meat.

The Jacksons were both ill in bed, needing attention. Grandmother sizing up the situation, lit a fire and took each a cup of tea, but found that the real trouble was starvation.

Leaving the couple a little more comfortable, she toddled away to the grocers, and instead of buying her "baking things" she began to make purchases of goods needed in the sick home.

"I'm buying these for Jacksons who are both i' bed "clammed" (starved), I think I've got all that's wanted. How much Willie?”
"Four and six Mary".
"I've nobbut hauf a crown, ye'll hev' t' tak' that". Willie accepted the half crown and wrote up two shillings on the slate.

Arriving back at the Jacksons, grandmother placed her purchases in the cupboard, and called on a neighbour to give an eye to these "tweea badly folk".
Eventually, she turned in home with an empty basket and an empty purse.

"Thou'd better rake t'fire from under t'oven, Ann, we can't bake today".
"What for?” asked her daughter.
"I've called in at Jacksons, and they're both i' bed nobbut middling, and nowt in t'house, so I used my halfcrown to git 'em summat".
"We'll starve Mother, if we can't bake".
"Nivver mind, you can stand hunger better when yan's weel, than when yan's badly, we'll manage somehow".

Somehow they did manage, and a few days afterwards grandmother had to go shopping again, and after she had made her purchases, Willie remarked, "That's one and nine, and two shillings left on t'slate, mak's three and nine".

"Nay nivver, Willie, ye've nowt on t'slate for me. What I got t'other day was for Jacksons who had nowt to live on".

"But ye bowt 'em Mary",
"I telled ye I had nobbut hauf a crown. Seurly ye'll share, out of your abundance, with my all, to help a neighbour that's starving?” "But Mary, I'm nut a shopkeeper to give stuff away, to do that would land me where the Jacksons are".

"Willie, I truly hope that day may nivver come, but if it does, and I’m here to see it, i'll do t'same for ye as I've done for Jacksons". But that's by the way. T'fact of t'matter today is, I'll nivver give you that two bob". As far as I know she never did.

Did You Know?

Bedlam was the commonly used name of St. Bartholomew's hospital which housed the insane.

The hospital was originally, (1247) a priory for the order of St. Mary of Bethlehem (Bedlam being an abbreviation of Bethlehem). During the 18th century it was a popular diversion to visit the hospital to watch the antics of the poor inmates. Admission was one penny and it is said the hospital realized an income of four hundred pounds a year from visitors. With 240 pennies to the pound that is 96,000 visitors per year.

Letter from Lucy

It has been quite a while since you heard from me so I’ve got lots to tell you.

I have been to stay with Angela and Brian again. We walked down to bungalow town (Hawbank) to fly a kite.

Angela fried some sausages and put them in my pushchair hood for breakfast if I got hungry, but she got hungry first.

I had a great time watching Brian running about trying to get the kite to fly he was funny.

When it was time for my bed I thought about my mummy and daddy and I felt a bit sad and I had to cry.
Angela took me into her office and we found pictures of my mummy and daddy on the computer. She made the pictures grow big and then did peek-a-boo with them.
It was good fun and then I forgot all about crying.

The tadpoles have lost their legs but my mummy was wrong. They are brown toads not green frogs.

My fluffy chickens have turned into hens and eggs come out of their bums. Mummy took my eggs to the show in Askrigg and I won first prize and an egg cup and I had my picture took.

I have been off walking with uncle Mac and auntie Marnie and mummy and Flossie. You can pick blackberries off the bushes if you know where to go and nuts as well. I love blackberries. Yummy!

My mummy smiles at me now in the garden and she lets me work with her cos’ I know if a plant is a good plant or a bad one. I only pull the bad ones out.

We have been in the woods looking for fairies but they were shy and didn’t come out, but we found some of their clothes and hats and tea plates.

I am now trying to draw pictures of my friends on the walls in my house.
Mummy never looks too pleased with my work and keeps trying to wash it off.

Adults are strange. By the way thought I’d just mention it is my Birthday on the 4th of October and I shall be two.

I think that is enough to be going on with bye.
Love Lucyxxx

Full Circle – A Modern Parable by Beryl Longstaff

Passing the Depledge residence in 1992, we noticed a group of people in animated conversation. Tom hailed us and indicated our presence was required.

The ladies present were observing a creature with some distaste. It was ugly, fat and of a dirty brown colour moving laboriously along the stem of a beautiful fuchsia. “Ugh! It’s revolting” declared Joan as Margaret inched away. The trunk-like appendage on its head meant it was an Elephant Hawk Moth caterpillar.” Take it away” urged Joan, which we willingly did after George had taken some photographs.

From its size we thought it would soon turn into a chrysalis; how wrong we were, for weeks it stripped the leaves off our potted fuchsia in the conservatory, ignoring its staple diet of rose bay willow herb. Then it started wandering and a notice was pinned on the door, ‘take care – caterpillar at large’.

Eventually we got the message – soil was needed and once in place, it dug down and slept. Winter came, then spring, with still no movement, until we finally decided it was dead and gently prised the soil from around it. The sun shone and the conservatory warmed up, the fuchsia twigs sprouted leaves, and one day in June 1993 the reddish – brown chrysalis twitched.

Elephant Hawkmoth
The shell began to split and another body, newly born, supple and alive, crawled out. It clung there on the wrinkled discarded skin and in the sunlight pumped air into the crumpled wings. The veins on the wings were coloured like the fuchsia and rose bay willow-herb flowers. Gone was the muddy colour, replaced by beautiful pink and soft green – a miracle.

Then back to Toms where the story originated and the moth was transferred to the lovely standard fuchsia by his front door. It became invisible, its camouflage complete; the circle of life had begun again.

NOTE: Elephant Hawk moth caterpillar uses a spectacular deterrent when disturbed; head and trunk-like neck are retracted into the thorax which swells to expose conspicuous ‘eye-spots’, giving a snake-like appearance.


It’s plow and soa, scythe an’ hoa, then in tid ‘arvest we da goa.
Fust it’s t ‘ ‘ay, then comes the corn, aye, ta sich a life wus ah born.

There’s cows to milk, an’ hosses ta feed, turnips ta snag an’ tatties ta lead.
Wi fingers all frosted an’ numbed, Offen ah wunner, why ivver ah comed.

Aa t’ maisters ‘ard, and misses taa keeps shoutin’ out what work’s ta daa,
An early grave will be me fate, Wi’ t’ Parson prayin’ at t’ Churchyard Gate.

Then rest t’ will be fra scythe and hoa for t’ Lord in ‘eaven ordained it soa.
He’ll say “Come in lad wi friends sa few, sit thee down, and thee strength renew.

Weep noa more, my poor bit lad, but in the brightest raiment clad
Laugh wi joy, and sing thee praise, in my presence, all these days.”

Till then tis on, and on, ah goa, it’s plow an’ soa, scythe and hoa’
Fust it’s t’ ‘ay, then comes t’ corn, aye, ta sich a life wus ah born.

By Thomas H. Vayro.

Mark Twain

Mark Twain once asked a neighbour if he might borrow a set of his books. The neighbour replied ungraciously that he was welcome to read them in his library, but he had a rule never to let his books leave his house.

Some weeks later the same neighbour sent over to ask for the loan of Mark Twain’s lawnmower.

“Certainly,” said Mark, “but since I make it a rule never to let it leave my lawn you will be obliged to use it there.”

At the age of sixteen, if we may trust the account given by his Friend Mr. Octavius Gilchrist, in the "London Magazine" for January, 1820,
John Clare composed the following sonnet;

"To a Primrose":--

Welcome, pale primrose, starting up between
Dead matted leaves of oak and ash, that strew
The every lawn, the wood, and spinney through,
'Mid creeping moss and ivy's darker green!
How much thy presence beautifies the ground!
How sweet thy modest, unaffected pride
Glows on the sunny bank and wood's warm side!
And where thy fairy flowers in groups are found
The schoolboy roams enchantedly along,
Plucking the fairest with a rude delight,
While the meek shepherd stops his simple song,
To gaze a moment on the pleasing sight,
O'er joyed to see the flowers that truly bring
The welcome news of sweet returning Spring.

Wives of Bainbridge

Tippling by the wives of Bainbridge would appear to be an ancient offence.

High Hall fancy dress 2005
In the Quarter Sessions Records of 1667-68 it was ordered "if a Bainbrigge ale-house keeper suffer any person to tipple or drink disorderly, in his house on the Sabbath day in the time of divine service, or suffer any man's wife to drink disorderly against her husband's mind, then he is to be suppressed from selling ale or beer any more."

From Dales Tales on - thedales.org.uk (in a new window) - another website I have created for local people.
A. Kershaw
Sycamore Close Day Centre

And finally : a new broom sweeps clean but the old one knows all the corners.

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