Dartington Hall - social justice, sustainability & the arts

It is not often that the 4 of us at Pickwell get away from the Manor all together. It was particularly exciting last week to take a trip together to Dartington Hall near Totnes in South Devon.
In truth we have only recently realised what an incredibly inspiring and influential place we have on our doorstep (well the other side of the county at least!) As we have learnt more of the incredible history of Dartington Hall and its vision for social enterprise and social change we have increasingly recognised what a resource we have here.
Once owned by Henry V111, the 14th Century Dartington Estate had fallen into dereliction until it was bought by Dorothy & Leonard Elmshirst in the 1920’s. They were progressive thinkers with significant wealth to implement their ideas and they established at Dartington a radical experiment in rural living that has helped make Totnes the magnet for creativity and innovation that it remains today.
Today the Dartington Hall Trust is a very broad and stimulating charity with a focus on the arts, social justice and sustainability. What we have found particularly inspiring is the way that it uses its buildings and its commerical enterprises to fund its charitable work in these areas. It also places an exciting emphasis on experimentation, risk and creativity. It is a fascinating social enterprise model!
Some of you may have read that here at Pickwell we hosted our first Social Enterprise week back in November which focused on helping budding social entrepreneurs move their ideas further forward. Dartington Hall is actually the home of the Devon School of Social Enterprise which provides a year long programme to help individuals launch their own social enterprises. Steve and myself were fortunate to attend the graduation of this years students and hear about their exciting enterprises.
Last week’s visit was an opportunity to hear about the amazing range of projects which Dartington nurtures and hosts. This includes the internationally renowned Schumacher College (with its focus on sustainable living); its education and research on social justice; not to mention the incredible music and arts programme which it hosts.
The 1200 acre estate itself is not only vast but genuinely awe inspiring. It has over a million visitors each year and the feel of the grounds, gardens, cafe and shops has some real parallels with Pickwell (if on a much larger scale!).
We were amazed to see that Dartington has the strap line above. With our playeatlaughsleep Pickwell blog we are now concerned that some may think the idea was not entirely original!!
Dartington had a very radical school that was very influential on many liberal / progressive ideas in education and helped establish the small school movement today. Pickwell Manor itself was the venue for a small school under the previous owner which had close links to the small school at Hartland, which was founded by Satish Kumar (who also founded the Schumacher College at Dartington). Small world!
The site of the school at Dartington is currenly being transformed into an exciting residential community for older persons with a vision of what it means to live abundantly in later life.
We are really looking forward to drawing on the inspiration of Dartington as we develop Pickwell..... so I am sure this won't be the last you hear about it!

Heddon's Mouth- walking with friends

Heddon's Mouth is situated just inside the Exmoor National Park, just 30 minutes drive from Pickwell. It provides the most fantastic walk with friends or family. The Saturday before last was a superb winters day, crisp and bright. We had planned a walk as a family but as it was such a lovely day texted out to the gang to see if anyone would like to join us. To our delight a number of people were up for it, so around 30 of us set out from 'The Hunters Inn'.


One thing I love about winter walks is the array of arctic hats sported by the more adventurous fashionistas among us.




The tyre Matt found on the beach really finished off his look.



We set off....

With only a miles walk to the beach....

even the little ones amongst us made it, if a little slowly.

The walk follows the beautiful river along the Heddon valley.



For older children you can pick up a back pack from the National Trust shop with all sorts of nature challenges in it. They learn to work out how fast the river is flowing, learn about local history and look for deer tracks. All brilliant fun.
If the shop is shut they can always collect sticks for the beach fire. Well done boys!



Along the river there are some lovely waterfalls and bridges.



Then the valley suddenly opens out with dramatic steep sides, where you can all marvel at how the sheep trot along the slopes without rolling down, all legs and fluff!



The river flows out over the beach. In the summer this is a great place to picnic and paddle.



The old lime kiln provides shelter on a rainy day.



There is nothing better than a hot chocolate to warm the cockles and refuel everyone for lots of beach adventures.



The boys wade through the river to the other side of the beach and return with drift wood treasures....Sus will be pleased.



The men then set to work lighting the fire. Now I am looking back at the photos this is a little stereotypical, next time I must muscle in on the fire building, grrr.



Unfortunately it went out and fire builder extraordinaire Steve, from his years of Sussex bonfire night training came forward to save the day (with a little help from Nigel too!).



Hurray, alight at last....if only someone had remembered the marshmallows.

It is great fun picking your way across the stones from one side of the now very shallow river to the other.



Anyone got any spare trousers? Millie- grace's wellies weren't quite tall enough.



The bigger rocks on the left hand side of the beach are an excellent climb.



I'm the king of the castle....



The boys pick up their beach treasures ready to head home...I think Paul is a bit jealous, whilst Michael in the background is struggling to see his.



Millie-Grace refuels Liza with a Smartie top up for the walk home, yum!



A perfect walk has a welcoming pub at the end. Thank you 'The Hunters Inn' with your delicious beer brewed on site, log fire, welcoming atmosphere, noisy peacocks, and comfy sofa. A great day was had by all.


The Chapel

It has been a long time coming, but we have finally finished renovating our 16th Century Chapel.
It was once the private Chapel for the owners of Pickwell Manor. It would be where they went to pray and to contemplate.
But it looked more like this when we found it, complete with graffiti going back to 1969.
First we put a concrete floor in and a ceiling/top floor. This is the downstairs..
and this is upstairs. One room up, one room down!
Then the tanking arrived which is acts as a sealed damp-proof membrane.
This again is the upstairs, now tanked.
We built a little baby extension on the side to house the boiler.
It is very sweet but tucked away.
The walls were then constructed on top of the tanking, this is the shell of the wet-room beginning.
and underfloor heating went in on the ground floor.
You can start to see the beginning of the wet-room area here on the left of the ground floor (under the stairs)
I asked my magic fairy for a white concrete (my favourite material) wash stand to house the sink in the teeny wet room, and, hey presto!
Thank you Steve our real-life Father Christmas!
Dubsy, our plasterer who always brings a smile.
He said to me 'whenever i come here you ask me to do the the strangest things, but somehow they seem to turn out looking quite good in the end'!
So, it is all finished, and it is now a bridal suite! The wet-room is just in the door to the left of the toaster.
The concrete stand in its rightful place.
the other half of the wet-room..complete with a shower for two..
Back into the main room now. We managed to source a camper-van sink and hob as it reminded me so much of being inside a camper.
The main door is absolutely gorgeous and made of oak to match the big door of the main house. The lights (Grace and Glory) hang over the table. (Thank you to Sarah Lambert who took the better-looking photos on this post!)
The stairs are hidden behind the cut-outs. Accessories by Grace and Glory
This is the upstairs. The top of the stairs is just visible on the left. We felt a full-length mirror was an essential for looking good on your wedding day!
The chest of drawers provide ample space for everything you might bring- even if you make a longer holiday out of your stay.
A small dressing table positioned by the window gives good light for making yourself look beautiful!
The wallpaper hidden behind the plaster depicts a romantic scene of two chickens laying an egg!
Thank you Deb Taylor at Home House Interiors for the fantastic headboard and footboard in a welsh blanket fabric. The design is St David's Cross and we love it!
the wonderful grey linen cushions tie everything together and make the bed complete.
Although it is small, it is very cosy and each space has been thought through to allow you to really make the most of this special and intimate time together.
The history around you also brings a depth to your experience in a way that only buildings as old as this can.
More photos will be available to see on our new website *coming soon*.

We really look forward to welcoming you to The Chapel x

Running About

Those that know me are used to the ‘get fit’ / ‘get fat’ cycle of my adult life. I have been overdue a ‘get fit’ phase for some time now! I haven’t quite managed to get the ‘Surf Bug’ that is almost compulsory if you live in North Devon, but have for some time felt that I really must ‘make friends’ with the stunning hills and coastal paths that surround us here at Pickwell and get out there more. The ‘surf bug’ may not have got me but I have definitely got the ‘trail running bug’ the last few months. The stretch of coastline either side of us is the location for the AONB marathon for which our friend Matt is currently the poster boy!
Steve has conquered the challenges of both the half and the full marathons over the last couple of years and you may remember reading Susie’s blog entry about his marathon triumph (despite serious cramp) on one of the hottest days of last year.
Now when you start getting out on runs from Pickwell the first challenge is to tackle the route from Putsborough to Woolacombe and back. This provides a lovely flat 2 miles either along the beach or the bridle path to Woolacombe and then back again. The kids do this route for a sponsored walk / run with the school each year.
The next challenge is to tackle Baggy Point. Looking out over Baggy Point is one of the many joys of living up at Pickwell. There it is jutting out to the ocean with just Lundy Island beyond it and Croyde Bay the other side..... Just waiting to be embraced!
A few of us have begun getting out regularly for a run at the weekend. Most of us are in what has been dubbed the ‘B team’. B team members are those to whom nature has dealt a set of genes that do not lend them to long distance running. Nature lends them rather to pursuits such as rugby, rowing or any events found in the Highland Games. I am definitely a B team member! ! There are others however like Steve (and Nigel) whose tall, lean and slender figures definitely make them the A team.
This weekend we tackled Baggy Point and even setting off you can see how the pack spreads!
To begin is a slow climb until you reach the point where you can look back towards Putsborough and get the benefits of your ascent.
The next couple of miles take you right out onto the Point where you can look left to Hartland and right out towards Morte Point and beyond.
You are now right up on the cliffs. Fortunately the A team wait for the B team at various points across the route!
Gathering at the turn together..... Paul’s knees are actually held together by those straps!
The route then takes you on a very welcome and pleasant downhill stretch along into Croyde Bay
Once you have made it round to Croyde it seems rude not to have a quick run across the beach.
The path up from the stream provides an opportunity to begin the turn towards home and a lovely muddy stretch through the trees that reminds you of those cross country school runs!
However, If you’ve got the energy to add another loop and tackle a really big old climb then the rewards of carrying on from Croyde up to Saunton Down are worth it for the views let alone the fitness.
And when you get to the top you can enjoy the thought of an enjoyable mile back down towards Croyde .
One of the challenges of running from Pickwell however is that wherever you run to you are always in for a tricky uphill last half mile to really make your legs work!
Which is why many a run will finish with a quick lie down!

festive reflections

The festive season has absolutely flown by.
Talking of flying by, still in the Christmas gaming spirit, can you see the birds in this picture? Here are some of our highlights...
Our creative advent calender which included making food for the birds.
We followed the crowds into the village of Clovelly
a stunning village, about 45 minutes drive from us, built on a steep hill which goes down to the sea,
to watch the Christmas lights go on.
It was our first trip there and was deeply fascinating. These are the sledges they use to take shopping down to their houses.
The whole village is pedestrianised so has a really quaint feel to it. In fact the experience was so rich in colour and history that it deserves a blog post of its own.
Of course the charity ball we held was a great highlight. Its rare to see us this scrubbed up..and thanks to so many local people's generosity, we raised £4,000 for an anti-trafficking campaign. For a fab film and photos please see our Facebook page.
We did a last minute shopping trip to Exeter where we discovered this amazing artwork/sculpture (?) in the wall.
Tracey and I went on a soap and candle making course with an idea to give home-made soap to our guests...here is batch no.1.
The school Christmas fair is always buzzing with excitement largely due to the sheer amount of sweets involved. The kids create and run their own stalls.
We had a couple of special Christmas lunches with all our builders and the girls who keep our apartments looking ship shape. This is Dubsy our plasterer..
Arlington Court, a lovely National Trust property half an hour away from here,
were doing a Narnia trail through their gardens.
It was really well done, I thought, and I found myself going through the wardrobe with as much anticipation as the kids!
Santa was also at Arlington but was a big disappointment sadly. Even Dubsy would have been a better..
In fact the 'elf' who ran the paper chains craft table really should have been Santa...they missed a trick there.
(Obviously being me i told him this and he replied he'd failed the IQ test). A sense of humour too..what were Arlington thinking!
Granny took four of her six grandchildren to the Woody Bay steam train
the train lives here on Exmoor. They went on a lovely one mile trip and again met Santa!
I have discovered and enjoyed my new camera app on my Iphone!
We had the joy of my sister Beth, Sam, Martha and Elsie to stay over Christmas.
We all had the best present you could imagine when, on Christmas Day, they found two films on their camera of when the girls first met their sister Florence Briah. Florie died in the summer at only 7 days old. We thought every photo and film had been found, so it was a very precious gift to find.
We each had to provide a meal and entertainment each day.
This was Beth's entertainment. In teams we were given a box of items and had to dress up one person in all the items in a set amount of time.There were minus points if we used any other props. This is Sam, this time with the carrot in the correct place..
My Dad who again, frankly, made a better Santa than Arlington's poor offering..this team won!
                                       
My Uncle Peter as you have never seen him. Apparently he is a Christmas tree?!
We all had great fun playing 'The Cube' board game. I had to balance this on my head for 30 secs. I'm not entirely sure what my hands were doing, but it did help!
It has been my family tradition to open our presents only after the Queen has finished her speech. I have memories of my dear old Granny wobbling to her feet when it came on. We don't stand up exactly but we do keep the tradition of watching it before diving under the tree and handing out gifts.
At New Year we officially close for business, but invite our friends to come and share this special time with us. We call it 'Amity' which means friendship.
One friend in particular could not come this year as he is extremely unwell which has come as a sudden shock. A group of us went to the beach to have some time to think about him and his family.
We eat together, talk together, recharge together and go into the year feeling challenged and expectant for new things. Its become the high point of the year for all of us here.
The sunset on New Years Day.
x

Christmas Sprouting

We have just finished off the last of our sprouts from the festive season. As with most families our opinion is divided as to the merits of this very English of Christmas traditions. Personally I think you can’t beat a crispy bacon and sprout combination a la Jamie. Our love of this vegetable at Pickwell has been enhanced by the generous gift each Christmas Eve of several magnificent sprout stems (and a few super swedes) from our lovely neighbours at Pickwell Barton Farm. The Cooks are a wonderful family who have been farming Pickwell for over 100 years.

This year the Cooks were keen to come and support our Purple Ball despite it being one of the busiest weeks of their year with the sprout harvest. We were so delighted they were able to make it. To help out (but not much!!!) Richard offered his highly tuned sprout harvesting skills. What he discovered was the most amazing collective effort of local farmers, family and friends working hard together.

The sprout field this year was situated opposite our gates. Never has a sprout had such an amazing view, looking out over Baggy Point and the wild winter sea. Rich had taken a few photos of his morning for us to put on the blog, but then I came across this amazing video journal by Richard Gregory from www.wavedreamer.co.uk. This beautiful film captured the sprout harvest at the Cooks so much better than any photo we could take, I was completely blown away (the surfings not bad either!!!!!!). So here it is....

Brussell sprouts, Neil Clifton and a perfect swell from wavedreamer on Vimeo.


The sprout sorting barn is situated just a few yards from our back door, so me, Susie and the girls hopped over the wall with hot mulled apple juice and mince pies to feed the hungry workers at the end of a hard morning sprouting. It really is the most fascinating process watching the sprouts going down the conveyor belt, hand sorted so only the finest get through. Rich very much enjoyed the conveyor belt banter and the challenge of being constantly pelted with rejected sprouts by Peter (Cook Junior). What a treat to get a glimpse into the process behind the harvesting of this Christmas dinner essential in such great company. Thank you the Cook Family!
HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM ALL OF US AT PICKWELL!!