Ten Reasons to Shop in Westbury on Trym

If further evidence were needed that BS9 is the new Clifton,  the following video, recently released on YouTube, should set things straight.

Speakers on please.....








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Local Job Opportunities

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Help needed for Saturday farmers' market stall.

'Miles Bradley from Box Bush Farm is urgently looking for a friendly  and engaging individual to sell his apple juices on Farmers markets each Saturday in and around North Somerset.

He is looking for someone  enthusiastic about local produce to represent his small orchard and sell his traditionally made apple juices on his Box Bush Farm stall.

Hours are likely to be Saturdays 9-1pm plus an hour to both set up and close down and a longer day at the monthly Wells Market from 9 - 3.30pm. Pay likely to be in the region of £6.00 -£7.00 p/hr and will need to be able to drive.

For more information or to discuss this position please call Miles on 01934 822356'

Community Project Worker, Bristol

Great news! Horfield and District Allotment Association has established a new community growing project, with funding from The Big Lottery’s Local Food Fund and Bristol City Council’s Green Capital Fund. They are looking for a worker to take the project forward. The project is funded until March 2014, and will create a community allotment and forest garden.

The Community Project Worker will work with a wide range of community groups and volunteers to engage and support them in food growing activities. The project aims to increase the skills and confidence of local people in growing food through volunteering and training. There is an emphasis on involving people with physical and/or mental ill-health and people with learning difficulties.

This is an exciting opportunity to help establish and develop a project from its beginnings, and to provide a local resource which will make a difference to local people.

The successful candidate will have experience of working with community groups and managing volunteers, will have an enthusiasm for gardening and a flexible approach.

The job details will be available soon and can be downloaded from the Federation of City Farms & Community Gardens website. We are just putting together the final details, and this information should be up on the web by Monday 27 June.

Closing date: Friday 15 July 2011.

See:  http://www.farmgarden.org.uk/about-us/jobs (after 27 June!)

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Last Minute Shopping Bargains - Without the Crowds

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For Westbury on Trym residents celebrating mid-winter festivals this month, and for those who tend to leave gift shopping to the last minute, the arrival of The Original Factory Shop in Shirehampton may provide a welcome alternative to the imaginatively-named The Mall at Cribbs Causeway. 


Although the emporium is not on the same gargantuan scale as certain other retail outlets, the Factory Shop offers branded and high street items at significantly lower prices than elsewhere.







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A Late Summer Night's Dream

Image via WikipediaSabbath last, as Mrs Trym and I were taking our weekly constitutional through Blaise Castle Estate, I was struck by the presence of several hand written posters attached to successive trees near the Henbury Road entrance:

Missing: African Grey Parrot. Answers to name of FRANK. Tel. 0117....

"Won't last long here," I mumbled to no-one in particular, while peering hopefully into the August gloom in search of the missing bird.

Imagine my surprise, therefore, when a few days later, I found myself at the market at Southmead Hospital, having been tasked with the purchase of cheap minced beef and ripe satsumas, standing next to one of the market's pet supply stalls. Beyond the rows of dog collars and biscuits, I was struck to discover a live caged bird hoping about its small enclosure.

Despite the numerous breaches in health and safety legislation represented by the sale of this feathered fowl, my primary concern was over the content of the angst-filled poster at Blaise Castle. Putting two and two together, the question hit me with the force of a train: Is this Frank?

Initial appearances could easily have lead me to a different conclusion. The bright yellow colour of the bird before me was, of course in stark contrast to the natural hue of the appropriately-named African Grey. Bird bleaching being a surprisingly widespread (though little-reported) practice, I determined to see beyond the superficial and investigate further.

Under pretence of inspecting the rubber chewing toys, I slid innocuously towards the hanging cage and, while idly fumbling a puppy tug and ball, calmly let out a growl: "Frank!" Despite a flicker of recognition from the peroxide prisoner, I knew I did not yet have enough evidence to affect a citizen's arrest of the heavily tattooed stall holder, whose scrapped-back hair and multiple items of gold jewelery were offset by her black leather waistcoat. Her rippling muscles suggested, moreover, that she might not wait quietly for the arrival of the constabulary.

Undeterred, I continued my idle inspection of rabbit harnesses and, semi-smothered by one of my chronic (though at times useful) nervous coughs, I again uttered the name of the missing African, while running my hand nonchalantly through my hair.

A stare from the adjacent Palestinian stall holder drew unwarranted attention, so I eased my position slightly to enable me to fumble with a set of jump leads set out on his motor accessory stall.

While glancing at the rows of double A batteries to my left, I was suddenly alerted to a squawking sound from the cage behind me. Turning slightly, I was shocked to see the yellow bird pecking the bars of its cage while intoning: "An-drew! An-drew!"

A brief image of Leonardo Di Caprio flashed through my mind as I awoke at home. a reminder of that evening's visit to Orpheus to see Inception. The feeling that someone had been messing with my head was not a pleasant one to wake up to.

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