Meeting – April 2025

 The main speaker at the April meeting was Nor'dzin Pamo, talking about pilgrimages to Nepal and Bhutan – please separate post.

Lynette Chappin talked to the group about making small blankets from the squares knitted by WI members. These were originally being sent to help African babies, then to a residential home, but now they are going to Ukraine. She said that she did not receive as many squares as she had in previous years. So this is a call to our members to get knitting! Lynette asks for 6" squares of any colour and design. She then crochets them together to form the blankets. Thank you Lynette for your long-standing commitment to this project and skilled crochet work

The photograph is of a representative receiving a number of the finished blankets to transport to Ukraine.

Also at the April meeting we had an Easter bonnet competition. The entries were judged by Nor'dzin and the winner received an Easter egg. Angela was the winner, third from the left.

Celebrating Wales at the March Meeting – entry details

 

Here are the options for entering the competitions at the March meeting:

1. To be handed in at the MARCH Meeting:

Cakes

• 12 Welsh cakes (to be eaten later) 
• Chocolate cake – not less than 6 ins diameter

2. To be handed in at the FEBRUARY Meeting:

Photographs – 5x7 ins

• daffodils 
• two of a kind

Craft – an item of clothing for a Welsh doll’s costume

Poem – a limerick beginning “A Lady In a Welsh WI..."
(Only one per member) 

(All entries in the above categories to be submitted under a 'nom de plume'.)

3. To be performed at the MARCH meeting: 

Choral speaking (not less than six voices) – an extract from "Under Milk Wood":

“Hush, the babies are sleeping, the farmers, the fishers, the tradesmen and pensioners, cobbler, schoolteacher, postman and publican, the undertaker and the fancy woman, drunkard, dressmaker, preacher, policeman, the webfoot cocklewomen and the tidy wives. Young girls lie bedded soft or glide in their dreams, with rings and trousseaux, bridesmaided by glowworms down the aisles of the organplaying wood. The boys are dreaming wicked or of the bucking ranches of the night and the jollyrodgered sea. And the anthracite statues of the horses sleep in the fields, and the cows in the byres, and the dogs in the wetnosed yards; and the cats nap in the slant corners or lope sly, streaking and needling, on the one cloud of the roofs.

You can hear the dew falling ......... ”