Bisy Backsons

Bisy Backsons

For katy

Bisy Backsons are a certain breed of people immortalised by the great author AA Milne. He who was responsible for creating our most loved and treasured bear Winnie The Pooh, or Pooh for short, oh and Piglet too. The thing about a Bisy Backson is that we all know one, indeed some of us (whisper here) are one…Rabbit! rabbit

I recently came across a book by Benjamin Hoff who cleverly links Pooh to the Taoist philosophy, of living in harmony with the way of the world. Essentially and very basically, as I winnie and piglet 2understand it, Taoism is accepting that streams travel the route of their choice and that shade loving plants should be grown in shade etc. Disappointment will often follow if we try to alter the natural way of things, as many of us find when we do the same thing, at odds with nature and expect a different result. A clue is often in the name or description, a Sunflower for example will only thrive in the sun. Romantic idealistic poets (definitely not Bisy Backsons by the way) have taken time out to believe in the way things should be, they write such lines as ‘The meandering of the stream’and ‘the whispering of the breeze’

So what indeed is a Bisy Backson?? The most famous are probably that pair created by Lewis Carroll, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. They are busy doing nothing, working the whole day through, trying to find lots of things not to do……winnie pig stream

Or there is the story of the man who hated his footprints and his shadow, which were always there and could easily catch up with him.  He thought it meant he was going too slowly so he went faster and faster and his footprints went faster and faster and his shadow still always kept up with him.029  What he didn’t realise is that if he rested in the shade of a tree there would be no shadow and no footprints. He would be at peace.

Bisy Backsons are almost invariably active, too active we suggest, to enjoy their activity as they are desperate to get to the next one on their list. They are always going somewhere or worrying if someone else is going somewhere or worrying if the other person knows they should be somewhere. They make you feel tired just looking at them. Sadly though they don’t have time for the simple things, they don’t have a spring in their step. A carefree la la lah day is never theirs for the taking. busy backsonThey are in a hurry and at odds with the natural order of things.  They are convinced there is a great reward out there, but it’s always just round the next corner, under the illusive rainbow or bound to happen next week after all the ground work and effort that has been put in. Surely his efforts must come to fruition eventually.

Bisy Backsons burn their toast a lot, they are soooo busy in the kitchen.

Now, having established what a Bisy Backson is and how discontent and futile they are, it really makes one wish to be the opposite.

Perhaps we shall call them, the ‘All’s wells’ or the ‘Doesitreallymatters?’ Those of you who ‘get’ our Gourmet Trotters are probably 90% on their way to being an ‘All’swell’.25042011255 How wonderful is it to imagine a picnic that you wheel gently down to the glade, toss the rug over the moss covered mound and set up a camp for your peaceful time spent enjoying and discovering the important things:- The thoughts and smiles of your loved ones, friends and family:- The feel of the breeze on your face, the warmth of the sun on your back, the sound of silence.

It is OK to sit, we don’t have to be scampering onto the next thing, we don’t have to be flexing our thumb muscles playing the next ‘must have but will never win game’ on our phones or computers. We have so many time saving gadgets in our world today, but why is it that we have less time now than we have ever had before.  The world is rushing, bolting, careering to what?? The End??winnie picnic

My New Year’s resolution and one I in tend to stick to will be spending as much time as I can just being rather than doing……

My last comment will be a poem called Leisure by William Henry Davies.

What is this life if, full of care
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep of cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if full of care,
We have no time to stand and starepigs love



January 27th, 2013 | 0 comments |

Throw Another ‘Blog’ On The Fire

Day 6 of the New Year and it’s probably time for a New Year Resolution Revolt.  If you have managed to keep to your diet of green stuff and water until today then well done you. I nearly did but I had a little accident… I found a foil wrapped chocolate in my coat pocket, obviously an emergency provision in case I became lost on a dog walk over Christmas. What can I say? It’s fatal. Once you have had a sneaky nibble of chocolate in the middle of a diet, it is so hard to delete the memory from your taste buds.

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For me it spells downhill from here.  How many lettuce leaves does it take to make up a calorie? You don’t see many chubby bunnies, surely I’ve banked some weight loss since Jan 1st so that the odd piece of chocolate can be smuggled in.

Talking of Bunnies, ( apologies for the tenuous link) how convenient would it be if we were a little like Alice In Wonderland with her ‘Drink Me’ tonic. I wonder if there is such a thing as a ‘Selective Body ShapingTonic’, perhaps we could add a little drop of Ginseng for shrinkage of the tummy, Paprika for the hips and possibly freshly grated ginger for the bottom.

If I could put as much effort into dieting as I do thinking about it, I would probably look like Kate Moss, but alas, that is unlikely to happen, and would I be happy? Probably not! In truth I am far more comfortable in front of the fire with a steaming cup of hot chocolate and some cosy socks. Alpaca socks would be my ideal.alpaca_UK

During the shows I have attended I have had the opportunity to meet many small business people, mostly with the guts and determination and a belief in their product that is needed to succeed. One such company was The Toft Alpaca Company owned by Kerry Lord Like many people with small businesses she was inspired to earn a living from something she was gifted in and passionate about and, what started out as a farm of Alpacas owned, I believe, by her parents, has turned into a company encompassing every single possible use of an Alpaca. I adore her stylish knits which she experimented and perfected by knitting herself. I have never seen such an enormous pair of needles, heryarn 2 range spans from baby toys to herringbone rugs. But what I love about her business, is that if you can knit she will sell you a kit and if you can’t she will knit it for you using her own wool from the farm, unbleached and undyed as nature intended.  Original coloured yarns are produced by mixing different coloured fleeces and different qualities of yarn are obtained from a baby alpaca grade to a chunkier grade from adults, adding a diversity and uniqueness.

yarn 1chestnut_brown_alpaca_wool_knitting_yarnIt seems to me that people like Kerry and her skilled workers are keeping our heritage and traditional crafts alive and well, but what I love about it is the way she has moved with a quirkiness to make yesterday’s skills fit seamlessly into today’s society. Take a look at her Christmas Baubles if you need proof.                 christmas_baubles_felting_workshopI would love to spend a few days at one of her many workshops that she holds and learn to knit my own pair of socks to snuggle up in. This may not happen this season, so if you’re reading this Kerry and are not too phenomenally busy building your brilliant Toft Empire, my feet are a size four and I’d like a pair in matching chocolate xxxx Together with my hot chocolate and another blog on the fire, I shall hunker down til spring.



January 5th, 2013 | 0 comments |