Tuesday, 29 April 2008

Willow Pattern Narration

NARRATOR: The plate in front of you has a famous design - the Willow Pattern. The legend of the Willow Pattern was invented by English about 200 years ago to promote pottery sales. The story,which takes place in China, begins in the palace on the right.

STORYTELLER: Once there was a wealthy mandarin, who had a beautiful daughter, Koong-Se. She had fallen in love with Chang, a humble accountant, and this made her father cruel with anger. He dismissed the young man and built a high fence around his house to keep the lovers apart.

NARRATOR: You can see the fence at the bottom of the plate.

STORYTELLER: The Mandarin was planning for his daughter to marry a powerful duke. Arrangements went ahead and the duke arrived by boat to claim his bride, bearing a box of jewels as a gift. The wedding was to take place on the day the blossom fell from the willow tree.

NARRATOR: You can see his boat to the left of the willow tree.

STORYTELLER: Chang, however, was not deterred. On the eve of Koong-Se's wedding to the duke, a mysterious figure disguised as a servant slipped into the palace unnoticed. It was Chang. As the lovers escaped, the alarm was raised.

NARRATOR: They ran over the bridge you can see at the bottom of the design. First is Koong-Se, then comes Chang carrying the box of jewels. Then comes the Mandarin giving chase, whip in hand. They eventually escaped to the safety of the secluded island at the top left of the plate, where they lived happily for years.

STORYTELLER: But one day the Duke learnt of their refuge. Still hungry for revenge he sent soldiers, who captured Chang and Koong-Se and put them to death. The Gods, moved by their plight, transformed the lovers into a pair of doves…

NARRATOR: … doves which you can see flying through the sky at the top of this Willow Pattern plate.

Click here to read the real story

The Story of The Willow Pattern

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link to download the story & narration of the Willow Pattern (.mp3)

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Sunday, 27 April 2008

Stormy Weather

It's Sunday, and after a relaxing day of doing very little except popping to the shops, I'm sitting here in gloomy weather. There's a full storm raging outside! Thunder, lightening, rain, wind, the works! Michael is in the kitchen cooking a paella and I'm here, drinking wine.

So, as you may have read in a previous post, I've left my job after a few conflicts of interest with my manager. So, for the past few weeks I've been unemployed and underpaid, which makes for a depressing time. I have a few things in the pipeline, but won't 'jinx' it by mentioning yet.

Life since then has pretty uneventful - still coming to terms with the death of my grandmother, and actually missing work a bit! I seem to spend much of my time either on here, with my friend Dee, with Michael or asleep!

Michael has been off work this week, but we haven't really done much - I went over to his family home last weekend to celebrate his birthday, and the Friday before saw us entertaining a few friends at our house. Michael is 25 now!

I hope to go home next week - must get some train tickets now while they're cheaper.

My friend Dee, who's been a great support lately... no doubt we'll being doing a bit more charity and second-hand shop trawling in the coming weeks for the odd antique or collectable! Like this one:

Bye for now... x

Saturday, 26 April 2008

My New Naughty Homemade Card Collection

In the vast expanse of my unemployment (oh, you didn't know?) I've been creating naughty cards. Here's the gallery on my Facebook page to entertain you!

All images © Ryan Price 20

Anyway, here's the gallery:

Ryan's Home-made Humour


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Tuesday, 15 April 2008

She Is Gone

I think I forgot to post a poem used at the funeral of my grandmother... three months later, here it is!

She is Gone

You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has lived

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday

You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.