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The Bakery Bears Radio Show Picture Gallery - Episode 20 (Patreon)

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2020-04-09 17:01:00
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2024-05
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Welcome back to our Radio Show Collection

These are the photos from Episode 20 of the Radio Show:

  • The first is from 1908, the year the tea house opened, and it inspired todays show
  • The second is our recreation of that photo over 100 years later 
  • The third photo is from 1909, you can see two victorian ladies sat on the veranda enjoying a lovely pot of tea 
  • The fourth photo is from 1910 with some lovely flowers in front 
  • The fifth is from 1911 and it also captures a little of the clock tower and the bowling green 
  • The sixth we took on our walk in 2020 and it features the clock tower, the bowling green and the tea house 
  • The seventh photo is the same angle as the sixth but from a little further away 
  • Photos 8-11 are of flower beds which we saw on our walk today 

We'll see you in two weeks with more from the Bakery Bears Radio Show. 

Have a wonderful weekend everyone x 

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Ann Oakley

I have been called Annie Oakley since childhood.for two reasons: first no one could keep shoes on my feet. In the summer, the soles would quickly harden and I ran barefoot most days. In the winter I still went bare foot in the snow until February when the soles were sufficiently softened to feel the cold..second, being a tomboy I carried a slingshot and few boys would pit their prized marbles or steelies against my aim.

Ann Oakley

As I got older moccasins replaced the bare feet and a gun the slingshot. The gun was necessary as one of my jobs was to go collect strays from the summer graze..I never shot an animal as I was in their home and the gun served to spook, not kill..in the basin area where the cattle were it was mostly cougar, bobcat, rattle snakes. When I met the Yorkshire man with the actual name Oakley, it became a joke then the whole story being, I’m actually related to Annie Oakley...and now the horse and gun have been replaced by impossible greens of Wales . I sometimes miss the spring and August thunderstorms and camping out in the desert under stars that seemed never ending and close enough to reach out and touch. But this land has its own beauty...