Jim’s Workshop

We were an unusually small group last night, barely making it into double figures. A combination of illness, holidays, working hours and car troubles decimated our usual numbers with a total of twelve apologies. But that did mean that we had longer than usual to concentrate on Jim’s workshop and we made the most of the extra time.

Jim laid out for our perusal a serendipitous array of articles, ranging from a tiny pack of cards to a Christmas banner, and including such items as a Greek lexicon, a toy elephant, a spectacle case, a kitchen timer, a reel of masking tape and a bible. To name a few. We spent some time  admiring and discussing these before each choosing one and getting our heads down and writing about it.

Come the readback, I think I must begin by trying to do some justice to a story that actually was inspired by the writer’s journey into Hastings that evening as well as the objets d’art on display.  Glimpsed from the train, the writer had spotted three young stags, and on arrival, as she is one hell of an artist, she proceeded to draw them for us, before penning her tale.

One of these stags spotted a dropped watch in a field, and determined to try and find its owner. Hanging it from his antlers he went in search of this unknown person, only to be frightened by a noise into misjudging a fence and finding himself inescapably tangled in barbed wire.. Fortunately, much later, along comes a kind man who manages to untangle him. Freed, he runs back to his mates, dropping the watch as he goes. And yes, you’ve guessed it, the kind man is the watches rightful owner. It was a magical, beautifully illustrated, fairy story.

Another writer had picked the tiny playing cards and described how her grandfather had a similar pack, apparently common amongst soldiers and sailors because of the limits on what can be carried. I had no idea this was the reason for these playing cards being so small, and when she went on to describe visiting Gosport with her grandfather and hearing about his time on a submarine during the first world war, I realised I have a lot to learn about that. This was fascinating stuff and a real learning curve for a history lover like me.

I was very impressed that the masking tape managed to inspire an intriguingly dreamy story, and the spectacle case led to rumination on the loss of family businesses, while the elephant led us all on a jolly romp reminiscent of children’s TV in the 60’s. Another member bravely took the Greek lexicon and launched into a thesis on travel as a cure for insomnia – loved that! And some cocktail umbrellas (remember those?) provoked a delightful description of the writer’s family acquiring an absolutely splendid cocktail cabinet in the 50’s.

There were others, but I hope I have given a flavour of the evening. Jim wrote a poetic essay on the meaning and passing of time so we finished with a flourish, and we gave our thanks to him for a most enjoyable workshop.

And I see, quite coincidentally, that the optional theme for our reading week next Monday at Tesco is Time Flies. As I am quite sure it will. See you there. Sally


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