Sunday, 16 December 2007

Reunion part 1


The first half of the reunion happened at about 12:30 today when Dad, Mom, Gran (these titles may suffer from generational confusion), Chanel and Paige flew in from South Africa.

What the airline couldn't do Dad managed to and we're hoping his book will arrive before he leaves.

Claudia is the one in the middle faking a grin - she's half dead with the dreaded lurgy but we hope for a speedy recovery soon.

Don and Eva are on another one of their skiing holidays - Switzerland this time. I feel like I'm related to the jet-set!

There is a great feeling of excitement as we look forward to having the rest of the family arrive between now and Christmas.

I held a little baby last night - a one week old chap called Lewis. I missed having someone so absolutely dependent on me. Corbin is getting big fast and Rachel now only laughs at my jokes to be polite.

Sunday, 9 December 2007


Rachel performed in her school pay - "The Evacuees" about children sent off to the countryside to avoid being bombed during the second world war.

They sang a lot of war songs like "A long way to Tipperary" and "The Quartermaster's Store".

It felt good to be allowed to feel like I had a history that was legitimate to celebrate. In SA there were very few reminders about the second world war almost as if that part of our country's history was not worth remembering.

I worked long hours last week but was able to launch a desktop version of my systems building software at the end of it. I was rather pleased about it!

Sunday, 2 December 2007

Happy Birthday Dad


My Dad, Peter Bowen the first turned 100 yesterday. OK, probably not 100 but I actually don't know how old he is - he just seems to have been there always.

Here are some of my memories:

  • I remember "Wilson Toffee Romps". He would come home from work with a pocket full of toffees and whoever could get them out of his pocket could have them. I was 13 or 14 at the time so Don must have been 12 and James about 10. He must have been crazy or very strong - I've given up wrestling with Cheryn and Zeek because I get battered and bruised and they're only 11 and 10.
  • How about "Swimming Pool Surprise"? A meal made with hard-boiled eggs floating in a greenish yellow curry sauce. I have never eaten a hard-boiled egg since.
  • I guess patience when someone dropped a hammer on his head while we were building tree houses.
  • How he kindly carried me home from the shop after I caused us to crash on his bicycle by accidentally putting my bare feet into the spokes while he was giving me a lift on the carrier.
  • The romantic things he did (and hopefully still does) for Mom. Cooking a surprise lunch for her on a camping cooker in the garage. Going on dates and eating ice-cream.
  • Studying the scriptures. I didn't see him reading too much else but scriptures and church magazines every day. Usually in the morning in his bathroom.

What do you remember most about Dad?

Sunday, 25 November 2007

Brain food

I've been eating a lot of fish lately - I'm told it's food for the brain but it has a few nasty side effects.

Family history

There is great excitement about family history in our house right now. The Family Search on the Road travelling ancestor fest will be arriving in a couple of days and Gillian has been drawing up ever larger family trees as she tries to fit everyone in.

Googling for Ballyadams brings up a somewhat disturbing feature of our past -

"In 1549 a Welsh man John Thomas a p Owen, later called John Thomas Bowen, was constable of Ballyadams In 1551 John Thomas Bowen obtained a twenty- one years lease of the Castle of Ballyadams.

This John Bowen was a cruel and brutal man and was called John of the Pike, by the Irish because he always carried a pike when he ventured out."

He did have a rather unique way of protecting his castle walls from being shot down - he threatened to hang his beautiful daughters on chairs in front of the walls so that the besiegers would have to kill them first. Here's the legend:

The Romance of Ballyadams
"Herald! be a trumpet blown, I would speak with Sir John Bowen ! " Thus cried Castlebaven's lord, and the parley soon was heard.
Soon the answering trumpets sound; quick the drawbridge strikes the ground;
O'er it comes the Senesehal, and thus spakes before them all-
Castlehaven's noble lord, Sir John Bowen sends thee word,
Dinner 's on the Castle board, feast thee first, then draw the sword."
To Ballyadams, all alone, Castlehaven's lord is gone;
High at board is placed his chair, 'twixt Sir John's two daughters fair.
Lovely as the budding rose, each young blushing maiden shows;
Sweeter than the song of bird are their gentle voices heard. -
When the feast had gaily sped, thus Lord Castlehaven said-
"Good Sir .John, thou hast not here culverin nor cannoneer;
Yield, then, Ballyadams' tower to the high Confederates' power; Yield, my friend,. and will take the terms that thou thyself shalt make,
Now, my Lord, to me attend; thou bast been my early friend; Didst thou ever know me break oath that ever I did, take?"
Stainless has thine honour been," cried the Earl, "well I ween;
Whatsoe' er thou say'st to me, with my life I'll guarantee."
"Then, my lord, on oath I make; if this tower you seek to take, If my walls by shot be riven, thus I'll do, so help me Heaven- "I shall hang my daughters fair, fastened each upon a chair,
right in front of the wide breach, though their breasts thy shot must
- reach."
Started Castlehaven's lord, wondering at that desperate word; Then, to the pale maids he turned, deeply for their fate he mourned.
Took he then each maiden's hand, as beside the board they stand; Kissed he then each maiden's cheek, and thus gallantly he spake- 'God be with thee, stout Sir John, I shall let thy fort alone; Though for this I lose my head. Harm I will not either maid
"Though my life the Council take, for that I their orders break
Death from them I'd rather dree than that these should die by me."
Then ho marched his troops away, far they were ere close of day;
Thus was Ballyadams tower saved by beauty's gentle power.

My body is finally resolving the 37 years of inconsistency in Christmas. The eurocentric carols and cards featuring warm coats, red cheeks and frosty snowmen never quite reflected the realities of previous years gathered around a swimming pool avoiding sunburn. This year the wreath on the door has real red berries, holly grows in every hedge and the nippy mornings make the thought of snowmen more credible.

We visited the Continental Market at the Belfast City Hall yesterday. A food fest where the German salami was served in a German accent, Dutchmen make chocolate waffles and miniture pancakes instead of koeksisters and bad english teachers and the Swiss hot chocolate was served by a real Swiss Miss.

We ate our way around the market: Frankfurters, pancakes and my personal favourite - a wild boar burger!

Zeek talked in church today. I was amazed by his confidence as he calmly faced the congregation and delivered his message flawlessly. If he can do this at 10 years old what will he be doing at 20?

Sunday, 21 October 2007

Autumn is here

We walked in the Cairn Wood this afternoon. A centuries old broadleaf and pine forest not far from where we live. The ground was carpeted with the rich reds and browns of autumn. The kids ran wild, free of everything except their imaginations as sticks became bows, guns and magic wands and every bush and tree was a fort, a ship or a shelter.

Don, Eva and I in the picture



This morning I killed a polar bear in the bathroom. It's so cold you could freeze fish in the shower! The neatly tiled floor looks great but adds nothing to the temperature. The locals are still wandering about like it was summer and just laugh when I'm bundled up trying to keep warm.

Winter will be hell!

We watched the world cup final between England and South Africa at Ben's house on Saturday night. It was really fun to shout and cheer and sing the national anthem and feel all patriotic as we won.

Don and I traveled south of the border this week looking for new business. The Republic of Ireland seems newer and more prosperous with better highways and more energetic people.

The church put on a fantastic fun day for the kids. The abundance of everything is still surprising - food, drink, sweets, icecream etc. They had a great time for two hours while Gill and I went shopping for plates (it wasn't as boring as it sounds).