I managed to take a photo of each of the Children’s Fund Auction items along with the amount each item made for charity. Starting with number 1 here goes.

1

Dress sunbonnet, pinafore,pantalets and walnut bundle baby. Socks and shoes not included, donated by Margaret pichard – raised $35

 

2.

 

Beret, cape, a 1900s inspired dress, jump rope, cup and saucer. Shoes and socks not included. Donated by Barb Steinberg raised -$35

 

3. 

Boy and girl Seminole Indian outfit, donated by Susan Stern – raised $40

 

4. 

Cora in mismarked box. Donated by Susan Buchau raised $110

 

5. 

Cotton dress with lace trimmed collar, donated by Judith Easthorpe  raised $40

6. 

Pink dropped waist dress with a matching hat, pendant necklace and shoes. Fun day souvenir from 1999. Donated by Anne Votaw raised $45

7. 

Coat,hat dropped waist dress, a bag and legging with zippers at the ankles. Donated by Gail Hathaway raised $55

 

8. 

Tent and sleeping bags for Sasha. Donated by Janell Haddock raised $55

 

9. 

100% cotton smocked dress with matching pants and hair ribbon. Donated by Julie Ruleman raised $160

 

10. 

Original art work by Phyllis Goedeke based on pictures in the Sasha Puppen book, raised$45

 

11. 

Baby Cara complete with outfit and box, donated by Willa Pettygrove, raised $100

 

12. 

Authentic African outfit donated by Jeanna Bauer, raised $70

 

13. 

Faux-fur trimmed poncho made from printed fleece, grey pants and lace up boots. Donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $55

 

14. 

Vintage light pink embroidered Swiss organdie with a full slip, half slip, silk sash, a choker necklace and hair bow. Donated by Sara Hart, raised $50

 

 

15. 

Tunic, leggings,knit cap,leather belt and sandals donated by Monica Jarpey, raised $80

 

 

16.  

Summer dress with embroidered skirt and matching pants and a matching crochet shawl. Donate by Cindy Calabria,raised $40

 

17. 

Dolly Doodles outfits for Gregor, vest and jogging pants, for Sasha,jeans and a top. Donated by Ellen Church and Betsy Roberts, raised $70

 

18. 

Wobbler and wardrobe created by the Minnesota Sasha friends, raised $230

 

19. 

Flowered jumper, Jeans and shoes, donated by Diane Duke,. Noreen Walters and Judith Easthorpe, raised $600

 

 

20. 

Vintage cream wool coat and liberty of London dress, shoes and socks. Donated by Gerry Brodt, raised $90

21.

Moni Doll with wardrobe and carry case. Donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $130

 

22. 

Princess Charlotte style sweater, gingham dress, handmade bunny, Trendon socks and Boneka shoes.Donated by Anne and Izzy Santucci, raised $300

 

23. 

Studio style dress with a crocheted collar. Donated by Heidi Wheeler, raised $40

 

24. 

Souvenirs from Florida Festival 2004. Boy and girl’s swim suits with tote bag and towel. Donated by Gail Hathaway, raised $45

 

25. 

A special all hand sewn dress, chemise and panties  by Ann Chandler. Donated by Jackie Kraemer, raised $105

 

26.  

A Binder full of vintage sewing and knitting patterns, Donated by Gail Hathaway, raised $70

 

27. 

A sexed Sasha baby wearing an original outfit by Janet Myhill-Dabbs. Donated by Janet Myhill-Dabbs and Peggy Livingstone, raised $170

 

28.  

Green dress, apron, underwear, hat, boots, socks, necklace and book. Donated by Mary Sampson aka (Betsymay) and the Santucci ladies, raised $150

 

29. 

Cotton PJs for Sasha and Gregor, a onsie for baby, a quilt, 2 bath robes,cotton diapers and dolly with PJs. Donated by Pamela Jo Tagashira, raised $60

 

30. 

Doll sized quilt made from hand dyed batik fabrics. Donated by Linda Hord, raised $110

 

31. 

Sailing outfit with sweater and linen pants. Donated by Maureen Hallenbeck, raised $60

 

32. 

Aqua sundress and pants,denim skirt and pink hoody set made by Dolly Doodles. Donated by Betsy Roberts, raised $70

 

33. 

Rare full centre part, red haired dungarees girl. Donated by Jackie Kraemer, raised $1050

 

34. 

Complete set of Friends of Sasha newsletters. Donated by Dorisanne Osbourne, raised $205

 

35. 

sleeveless embroidered dress with detachable tulle overlay, shoes socks and hair ribbon. Donated by Norvell Jones, raised $110

 

36. 

Baby in an outfit by Christine Durand, mittens by Ellen Church, skis, poles socks and shoes. Donated by Ellen Church raised $350

 

37. 

Studio doll portrait donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised$ 40

 

38. 

Liberty of London dress, pantalets, slip,socks and shoes donated by Sheila  Foery, raised $105

 

39.

Llama sweater donated by Rosie Shortell and Kendal Hackney, raised $150

 

40. 

2 wonderful existentialist outfits in the style of Sasha’s Chicago Black Studio dolls, by Susana Lewis, raised $410

 

41. 

Henry’s adventure book. Donated by Henry Holiday and Lorraine Tyler, raised $60

 

42.

Curly baby with romper, Peter rabbit blankie, pillow and all accessories. Donated by Dawn Law, raised $200

 

43.  

Sweater and skirt made form hand stamped fabric. Donated by Rosie laird, raised $200

 

44. 

Florida Festival souvenirs donated by Susan Steirn, raised $35

 

45. 

Complete set of 5 pairs of ankle strap shoes with Sasha symbol box. Donated by Carol Sluys, raised $145

 

46. 

Outfit by Francis Trickett. Donated by Betsy Roberts raised $90

 

47. 

1969 re-root by Jackie Rydstrom, wearing a dress by Sharon Humphries and shoes by Lisa Hartley. Donated by Betsy Roberts raised $385

 

48. 

Studio doll outfit donated by Pat Pellerito, raised $125

 

49. 

Outfit including smocked dress, shoes and socks by Boneka. Donated by Jackie Kraemer, raised $100

 

50. 

Janet Myhill-Dabbs repaint little tike with outfit, with basket and quilt. Donated by Janet, raised $160

 

51. 

Matching baby and Sasha outfits with wagon, hats and flags. Donated by Lynne Field, raised $100

 

52. 

Elegant evening outfits for Sasha and Gregor. Donated by JoAnn Staricha, raised $100

 

53. 

Studio portrait by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $60

 

54.

9 patch design quilt. Donated by Linda Hord, raised $40

 

55. 

Halloween outfits for Sasha and Gregor and baby. Donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $110

 

56. 

Smocked dress and wool jacket, donated by Ellen Church and Betsy Roberts, Raised $130

 

57. 

Wooden toys by Doll Mum, with special rocking horse, raised $95

 

58. 

White dress baby mint in box. Donated by Susanne Buchau, raised $95

 

59. 

4-piece Malawian dress set with original Sasha sandals included. Donated by Jeanna Bauer, raised $130

 

60. 

Yellow smocked dress and hat donated by Tricia Jackson, raised $95

 

61. 

Cardigan made by Theresa O’Neill, dress by Vicky Chapman and shoes by Rosie Bloom. Donated by Theresa O’Neill, raised $110

 

62. 

Cora in outfit by Marti Murphy, donated by Marti Murphy, Cora donated by Elizabeth Miserek, raised $230

 

63. 

coat set including wool coat, scarf, hat and mittens. Donated by Ellen Church and Karen Warnaka, raised $150

 

64. and 65

Lined poncho, pants, red sneakers and T-shirt, donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $40

Queens Treasures china for Sasha donated by Mary Righos, raised $30

 

66.

Sasha Doll Through The Years, donated by Gail Rotheim, raised $55

 

 

67. 

Baby Ginger complete with box, donated by Willa Pettygrove,raised $100

 

68. 

Studio portrait by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $120

 

69.

Outfit from 2004 Sasha Festival. Donated by Susan Steirn, raised $55

 

70. 

Baby suit made by Rosie Shortell, including shoes. Donated by Rosie Shortell and Kendal Hackney, raised $110

 

71. 

Babt White bird with original clothes. Donated by Jan Jillson, raised $75

 

72. 

Two 1005 cotton Halloween dresses with pants. Donated by Maureen Hallenbeck, raised $100

 

73. 

sweet dress with embroidery to the front, matching pants and crocheted shawl. Donated by Cindy Calabria, raised $50

 

74. 

Thanksgiving outfits. Donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $ 150

 

75. 

Limited edition Harlequin donated by Jan Jillson, raised $195

 

76.  and 77.

76. Dress made by Petrana, donated by Betsy Roberts, raised $100

77. Toddler outfit made and donated by Judith easthorpe, raised $75

 

78. 

Vintage style dress in peach donated by Heidi Wheeler, raised, $80

 

79. 

Cora with flower dress and sandals, donated by Ginger Mullins, raised $170

 

80. 

Christmas outfit, donated by Maureen Hallenbeck, raised $65

 

81. 

Vinyl cape and coordinating skirt, donated by Phyllis Goedeke, raised $35

 

82. 

Cotton dress and pinafore donated by Shirley Bennett, raised $70

 

83. 

A baby dress made form a vintage tea towel form the 2014 Festival. Donated by Linda Hord, raised $40

 

84.

2016 Festival souvenir, raised $110

 

85. 

Sasha Studio portrait by Mary Krump, raised $125

 

86. 

Outfit by Lorraine Tyler, raised $45

 

87. 

Halloween dress, raised $ 50

 

88. 

 

 

Baby waif raised $75

Creative Playthings catalogue raised $40

89. And 90.

 

 

Poster raised $75

91. 

 

 

Sasha Studio Portrait, raised $55

92. 

Last but by no means least, a beautiful smoked dress donated by  Julie Ruleman, raised $160

93.

Wow, what an auction that was and lets not forget our auctioneer Sheila who reminded us when bidding “It’s For The Children”

Total for the Auction according to my calculator was.$11,175

Here’s a little reminder.

Tomorrows post will be the experts tables, thanks for looking….

 

 

Today is the 2nd day of the Sasha Festival, we had our breakfast buffet and Welcome.

The breakfast was  a choice of hot or cold breakfast with fruit, Danish’s and hot or cold drinks.

At Breakfast we were given our Sasha Festival Annual and a lovely welcome by Charla followed by the  gift exchange, which was a little different this year. We all had our Festival number and were called up table by table and which ever number you drew, was the person you gave your gift to.

I received a wonderful gift for a baby from Monica Jarpey and Heidi Wheeler received my gift. All the items I received by gift, raffle or purchase will be shown together in my last blog.

 

 

 

At luncheon Elisabeth Mizerek  was our host and after breakfast she presented us with our first Festival souvenir, which was a Spa for Sasha with a lovely white robe.

 

Elizabeth then gave us a Hostess gift from herself,  a lovely dress and pants made by Vicky Chapman. Also a miniature friend of Thomas the tank engine

Below are lots of photos of the other tables at lunch time.

(Above) I love these two photos of Jinny lee Myers and Ann Chandler chatting away and they have done this every year since the First Sasha Festival.

 

There was a lot going on with setting up the Children’s fund auction, setting up for Dress a Sasha and setting up for the Helpers. I purchased some helper and raffle tickets. Some of the younger members were enjoying playing around, whilst others were writing out their raffle tickets.

 

 

 

I had started to photograph the Helper prizes and then realised that I had not yet voted on the Dress A Sasha. Here are the Helper prizes that I did mange to photograph.

So happy then Jinny Lee Myers won the $100 note.

There were many more Helper prizes than this but I did not get to photograph them all. I did win a lovely little outfit and will post a photo in my last blog.

 

There were 3 main raffle prizes. First this lovely little lady donated by Ellen Church

 

2nd main raffle prize was this lovely baby brunette, a real cutie.

The 3rd main raffle prize was Raffie a customised Toddler.

Now I have photograph every Children’s Fund Auction item and I will post them on a separate blog along with the amount each item made for charity.

 

Here are the photos from the Dress a Sasha Competition

Pin the tail on the donkey

Sewing and playing with dolls

 

 

Studio painting

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tomorrow will be the Children’s Fund Auction, thank you for looking…

 

 

 

Wednesday night and Ida, Pierot and their bunny were settling down for the night.

 

Ida confides in Pierot that she is a bit nervous about meeting her American cousins, so Pierot reassures her with a cuddle and leaves her to read Bunny a bed time story.

Lights out I say and Ida asks, “Do I really have to wear this hairnet”, of course dear you need to look your best for tomorrow.

Goodnight see you in the morning.

 

Up bright and early Thursday morning, but as registration wasn’t until the afternoon, Dawn, Gayle, myself and a bunch of lovely ladies took off to Washington Dulles town centre.

We found this great train inside the shopping mall

Joni thought it was great fun.

Next it was off to the Cheesecake Factory for lunch and of course the famous cheesecake, which we all enjoyed.

Then it was back to the hotel for registration and meet and greet.

Cathy Himmel set up a table with some of her dolls on them and she had asked me to bring along my JerryBerry dolls, which are small ball jointed dolls so they could meet her  jerryBerry doll .

They all got along well, Cathy’s girl is the one in the blue wool wig.

little softie came along too

I made a new friend

Other people started to gather in the hall

Ida met her first American cousin a beautiful fringe girl belonging to Heidi Wheeler.

 

We signed cards for the people that unfortunately could not make it this year.

Tomorrow the Festival post will continue, thanks for looking…

 

By Wednesday Dawn Law and Lee Moore had arrived. Joni and I met up with them to do some sightseeing. It was an extremely hot day at 95 degrees.

Dawn, Joni and I had arranged to meet Lee in town, and waited at the bus stop for our bus to DC.

We had a nice walk down to the monuments

Here are some more photos taken along our walk.

I think we were having too much fun as the secret service Police were keeping an eye on us.

The White House

 

Another beautiful building

The George Washington memorial

The World War Memorial and lake

On to the Wonderful Abraham Lincoln memorial, which was my favourite.

Quite a few steps to climb, but it was worth it.

 

Dawn gives a wave

Joni takes a break

A Sasha softie got to meet Abraham Lincoln

The ceiling was pretty impressive too.

 

As was the view from the top.

 

 

On our walk back we came across an impressive bridge.

These ducks knew where they were going

Thanks for looking Day 3 tomorrow ….

 

 

After landing late Sunday night due to circling the airport for 50 mins and spending an hour and a half in the passport queue, I finally arrived at the Marriott hotel and fell into bed. Feeling refreshed after a good nights sleep it was time to explore DC.

Joni Jacobs had very kindly flown from Utah to keep me company and show me around Washington DC, as I had travelled on my own and had never been to the USA before.

We waited outside the hotel for our Uber taxi to take us to Tyson’s corner.

(Joni)

(Me)

 

When we arrived at Tyson’s corner we started to explore the Mall. I thought I would take this photo as the shop name is very fitting for one of our Sasha friends.

Another shop I could not resist had beautiful children’s clothes in and the dress and shoes  in the window would look wonderful in Sasha size

 

 

One of the main reasons for visiting Tyson’s corner was to visit the American Girl store, which was great. I took lots of photos in the shop and I apologise for the glare on some of them, but it could not be avoided.

Joni found a great prop for Mary Righos.

 

 

( Loved these Sasha sized Russian dolls, but I couldn’t find them in the shop)

 

(Above) The Wellie Wishers which are a smaller sized doll and a friend of the American Girl doll. I found their accessories to be more Sasha sized than the American Girl dolls.

(Above Bitty babies, I had always imagined then to be quite bigger than they are in real life)

After visiting Tyson’s corner, we went onto Fairfax and visited Target and then had lunch at a restaurant called True Food. The food was excellent and can definitely recommend it.

The next post will be visiting Washington DC , thanks for looking.

 

My hubby and I bought our home 5 years ago and it had not been touched since 1953, so we had an immense task on our hands. For 2 years everything remained in boxes and we literally went to work and came home, having nothing in the kitchen but, a chair and a table and in one bedroom the bed and a working TV. Everywhere else was room to room packing boxes. Try living in a house whilst it is rewired, it is an experience I can tell you.

Anyway hubby had always promised me that when the house was finished I could have a creation room, which would my own space to carry out my craft projects, sewing an painting and anything else that took my fancy.

At last I have it and I have set about decorating it with cards and photos of Sasha dolls that I have received from friends and that have special meaning to me. It is small but it is my space to do what I like with and hubby even bought me a radio to listen to whilst I create.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still a bit more decorating and sorting to do, but I can’t tell you how happy I am to have my own space.

 

(Above is a photo of Mary Le Bow Church)

Everyone that knows me is aware of my Irish lineage, so for the Dress a Doll competition at this years Sasha Celebration weekend I thought it would be nice to represent my Mothers side of the family . My maternal Grand father was a cockney blacksmith born within the sound of Bow Bells in the late 18th century.

I remember when as a child, he would say. I am going up the apple and pears to rest my plates of meat on Uncle Fred. Which is cockney rhyming slang for : I am going upstairs to rest my feet on the bed.

This is the history of cockneys, costermongers and Pearly Kings and Queens.

 

Are you aware of the origin of the word Cockney?  Apparently during the 1700s, country folk would tell a story about people they called Cockaignes.  It seemed that the Cockaignes believed that the streets of London were paved with gold and that the houses were made of cake!  As a result, anyone that moved from country to live in London began to be called Cockaignes.  The name became corrupted into Cockneys.  It was either Fuller or Miller, also during the 1700s, who wrote that the definition of a Cockney was related to Bow Bells (the bells of St. Mary-le-Bow).  A Cockney was anyone born within the furthest point where the sound of the bells could be heard plus the length of the Lord Mayor’s mace!

 

Pearly Kings & Queens originated in the 19th century from the ‘Coster Kings & Queens’, who originated in the 18th century, who originated from the ‘Costermongers’, who originated from London’s ‘Street Traders’, who have been around for over a 1000 years… with that out of the way let’s get down to the nitty gritty!

 

 

Street traders, or ‘Costermongers’ as they became known, have been an important feature of London life since the 11th century – and for the best part of 900 of those years they were unlicensed and itinerant – at times hounded by the authorities & bureaucracy. They cried their wares to attract customers with vigour and panache – much to the annoyance of London’s ‘well-to-do’ society – yet they provided an essential service to London’s poor; mainly selling their wares in small quantities around the streets & alleyways – at first from baskets, then progressing to barrows – then permanent static pitches from stalls – until they finally evolved into today’s familiar and popular Markets. Oh yes, we owe a great deal to our ancestral costermongers – but like so many things we take for granted today, their fight was long and hard.

(above: a costermonger carrying his wares and notice the buttons sewn on his clothes to attract customers attention)

 

Because of London’s unique geographical position it grew and thrived as a trading centre – the City grew up not just around its financial market, but around its famous markets that provided the necessities of life – markets such as Billingsgate (where the fish were landed), Smithfield (for cattle & livestock) and Covent Garden and Spitalfields (for fruit, veg & flowers).

 

(Above: a costermongers barrow)

 

Although each Coster family traded independently, they remained loyal to other costers – collecting for those that fell on particularly hard times. Their philosophy of life was one of fate – some you win, some you lose – when things went bad you just had to pick yourself up and start all over again. They liked a gamble – be it on boxing matches, pigeon racing, dog fighting and even rat-killing matches! Most of all, of course, they liked to indulge in a tipple or two. Not because they enjoyed a good old booze-up and sing-song, you understand – ‘no guv’, more to do with being suspicious of water, what with cholera & typhoid and all that! Besides, the Ale Houses, Gin Palaces & the Penny Gaff Music Halls were warm & welcoming compared to their squalid lodgings. By now most of London’s poorer working classes were hoarded together outside the thriving City – dockers, sailors, immigrants & factory girls – all living in slum conditions with little or no sanitation.

As London grew beyond the boundaries of the walled City – costermongers in each Borough elected a ‘Coster King’ – they were chosen to fight for their rights – the first form of trade union, if you like. Coster Kings needed to be a hardy breed with leadership qualities, strong personalities, physical strength and also be loyal and quick-witted. And it wasn’t just the men – the female Billingsgate fishmongers were regarded as fearsome characters! Coster Kings and Queens brought up their ‘Royal’ children to follow in the tradition and inherit their titles.

 

Costers admired style & panache. They had evolved a showmanship and cheeky banter that boosted their custom. They also developed their own secret language – Coster back-slang – which pre-dated Cockney rhyming slang. They used this language to good effect, confusing their punters and the police when they wanted! With typical coster cheek they imitated the wealthy West End society who by early 19th Century had developed a fashion for wearing pearls – only the costers took it one step further by sewing lines of pearl ‘flashies’ on their battered hand-me-down waistcoats, caps and working trousers!

 

The transformation to the complete Pearly Costume as we know it today finally came in the 1880s when a road sweeper and rat-catcher by the name of Henry Croft completely smothered a worn out dress suit & top hat with smoked pearl buttons – incorporating patterns, symbols and slogans – one of which was ‘All For Charity’. Henry was a life long friend of the costers and he was particularly influenced by their outlook on life – which was all about helping one another and those less well off, even if you had little yourself. He joined the costers on their hospital fund raising Parades and Carnivals.

(above a photo of Henry Croft)

 

Because Henry Croft was an orphan he had no one to help him with his suit so he had to learn how to sew. Since then, it is tradition that each pearly is responsible for the sewing of their own suit.

Each suit will have a own unique pattern and if a pearly gives you a twirl you’ll see not only their title spelled out in buttons on their backs, but also a shape or design that’s personal to them.

George Dole had a large six-spoked, wooden wheel to denote the horse and barrow he used as a coster. Other designs commonly found include doves (symbolising peace), hearts (for love and charity), wheels (the circle of life) and playing card symbols (life is a gamble).

Horseshoe = Luck

 

 

Doves = Peace

Heart = Charity

Anchor = Hope

Cross = Faith

 

Symbols of Playing Cards = Life is a gamble

Flower Pots = Costermongers

Donkey Carts = Costermongers

Wheel = Circle of Life

 

Below is a cockney song:

Ring Out The Bow Bells of London

Ring out the Bow Bells the Bow Bells of London
Ring out the Bells of St Mary le Bow
Ring out the Bow Bells the Bow Bells of London
Ring out the Bells of St Mary le Bow.

If you were born within the sound of Bow Bells
You’re a Cockney, through and through
A Cockney seldom wonders from where he dwells
For to London, a Cockney’ s always true.

So
Ring out the Bow Bells the Bow Bells of London
Ring out the Bells of St Mary le Bow
Ring out the Bow Bells the Bow Bells of London
Ring out the Bells of St Mary le Bow.

The Pearly Kings & Queens are London’ s treasure
With a language all their own
Communities that always stick together,
And London is always home sweet home

Here is some cockney rhyming slang and what it means:

 The cockney slang is on the left and the meaning is on the right

Adam and Eve	Believe	Would you Adam and Eve it?
Alligator	Later	See you later alligator.
Apples and Pears	Stairs	Get up those apples to bed!
Army and Navy	Gravy	Pass the army, will you?
Bacon and Eggs	Legs	She has such long bacons.
Barnet Fair	Hair	I’m going to have my barnet cut.
Bees and Honey	Money	Hand over the bees.
Biscuits and Cheese	Knees	Ooh! What knobbly biscuits!
Bull and Cow	Row	We don’t have to have a bull about it.
Butcher’s Hook	Look	I had a butchers at it through the window.
Cobbler’s Awls	Balls	You’re talking cobblers!
Crust of Bread	Head	Use your crust, lad.
Daffadown Dilly	Silly	She’s a bit daffy.
Hampton Wick	Prick	You’re getting on my wick!
Khyber Pass	Arse	Stick that up your Khyber.
Loaf of Bread	Head	Think about it; use your loaf.
Mince Pies	Eyes	What beautiful minces.
Oxford Scholar	Dollar	Could you lend me an Oxford?
Pen and Ink	Stink	Pooh! It pens a bit in here.
Rabbit and Pork	Talk	I don’t know what she’s rabbiting about.
Raspberry Tart	Fart	I can smell a raspberry.
Scarpa Flow	Go	Scarpa! The police are coming!
Trouble and Strife	Wife	The trouble’s been shopping again.
Uncle Bert	Shirt	I’m ironing my Uncle.
Weasel and Stoat	Coat	Where’s my weasel?

 

• Almond Rocks = socks
• Apples and pears = stairs
• Aris = Aristotle = bottle & glass = arse (a two-stage rhyme) [see Plaster below]
• Artful Dodger = lodger
• Ascot Races = braces
• Aunt Joanna = piano
• Bag of fruit = suit
• Baked Bean = queen
• Baker’s Dozen = cousin
• Ball and Chalk = walk
• Barnaby Rudge = judge
• Barnet = Barnet Fair = hair
• Boat = boat race = face
• Bob Hope = soap
• Boracic (freq. contracted to brassic) = boracic lint = skint (i.e. penniless)
• Bottle = bottle and glass = arse (i. e. courage; Courage also happens to be the name of a brewery)
• Brahms = Brahms and Liszt (classical composers) = pissed (i.e. drunk)
• Brass Tacks = facts
• Bread and Honey = money
• Bricks and Mortar = daughter
• Brown bread = dead
• Bubble = Bubble & Squeak = Greek
• Butcher’s = butcher’s hook = look
• Chalfonts = Chalfont St Giles = piles (i.e. haemorrhoids)
• Chalk Farm = arm
• China = china plate = mate
• Cobblers = cobblers’ awls = balls or ‘bollocks’ (i.e. testicles , but usually meant in the sense of ‘rubbish’ as in “You’re talking a load of cobblers”)
• Cock and Hen = ten
• Creamed = cream crackered = knackered (i.e. exhausted or beaten)
• Currant bun = sun
• Daisies = daisy roots = boots
• Darby and Joan = moan
• Dicky = dicky dirt = shirt
• Dicky or Dickie = dickie bird = word = as in “not a dickie”, or even “not a dickie bird”
• Dog = dog and bone = phone
• Duck and Dive = skive
• Duke of Kent = rent
• Dukes = Duke[s] of York = fork, i.e. hand, now chiefly when balled into a fist
• Dustbin Lid = kid
• Farmers = Farmer Giles = piles (slang for haemorrhoids )
  Flowery Dell = ( prison ) cell
• Frog = frog & toad = road
• George Raft = draught
• Ginger = ginger beer = queer
• Gregory = Gregory Peck = neck, or cheque
• Gypsy’s = Gypsy’s kiss = piss
• Hampsteads = Hampstead Heath = teeth
• Half-inch = pinch (i.e. steal)
• I suppose = nose
• Jack = Jack Jones = alone (“On my Jack” = “On my own”)
• Jam jar = car
• Jam tart = heart
• Jimmy = Jimmy Riddle (unknown person, not the character killed during the Waco siege)= piddle or widdle (urinate)
• Jugs = jugs of beer = ears
• Khyber = Khyber Pass = arse
• Kick and Prance = dance
• Lady Godiva = fiver (i.e. five- pound note)
• Lionels = Lionel Blairs (English variety performer) = flares (as in flared trousers)
• Loaf = loaf of bread = head (“use your loaf”)
• Lucy Lockett = pocket
• Minces (or mincers) = mince pies = eyes
• Mutton = Mutt and Jeff = deaf = named after Mutt and Jeff , two early 20th century comic strip characters
• North and South = mouth
• Oily rag = fag (i.e. cigarette)
• Ones and twos = shoes
• Peckham Rye = tie (i.e. necktie)
• Pen and Ink = stink
• Pigs ears = big beers (large glasses of Ale )
  Plaster = Plaster of Paris = Aris = Aristotle = bottle = bottle and glass = arse (a three-stage rhyme)
• Plates = plates of meat = feet
• Porky = pork pie = lie, e.g. “He’s telling porkies!”
• Pony = pony and trap = crap (note: Cockneys also use “pony” to mean £25 – hopefully the meaning is clear from the context)
• Rabbit = rabbit and pork = talk
• Raspberry = raspberry tart = fart (as in “blowing raspberry/ies” = making rasping noises with your mouth)
• Richard = Richard the Third = turd (lump of faeces)
• Richard = Dicky Bird = bird (slang for girl) but also Dicky Bird = word
• Rosie = Rosie Lee = tea e.g. “Have a cup of Rosie”
• Round the houses = trousers
• Rub-a-dub-dub = pub = public house
• Ruby = Ruby Murray (popular singer in the 1950s born in Belfast ) = curry
• Salmon and Trout = snout
• Scarper = Scapa Flow = go (as in “run for it!”)
• Sexton Blake = cake
• Sherbet Dab = (taxi) cab
• Skin = skin and blister = sister
• Sky = sky rocket = pocke
• Syrup / sirrup = syrup of figs = wig(s)
• Tea leaf = thief
• Taters = Potatoes in the mould = cold
• Titfer = tit for tat = hat
• Tod = Tod Sloane = own (as in “on your tod”, meaning “alone”)
• Tom and Dick = sick
• Tomfoolery = jewellery
• Treacle = treacle tart = sweetheart
• Trouble = trouble and strife = wife
• Vera = Vera Lynn (famous British wartime singer)= ‘skin’ or cigarette paper, eg, “got any Veras?”, or chin, or gin
• Whistle = whistle and flute = suit = as in “a nice whistle”

Below is a cockney poem, see if you can understand it.

 

Barrow Boy

Up the Apple and Pears
Cross the Rory O’more
Up to see the dear old trouble and Strife
(That’s the Wife) On the Cain and Able
You will always see
A pair of Jack the Rippers
And a cup of Rosy Lee
What could be better than this a
Nice old cuddle and kiss
Underneath the pale moon light
A little Tommy Tucker and up to Uncle Ned
Oh what a lovely night tonight.

 

All my life I’ve Wanted to be a barrow boy
A barrow boy I’ve always wanted to be
I push me Barrow I sticks to it with pride
I’m a Coster a Coster from over the other side
I turns me back upon the old society
Take me where the ripe bananas grow
They are only a dozen a shilling
that is how I earn my living
I ought to have been a barrow boy years ago
Get off me barrow, I ought to have been a barrow boy years ago.

So
Ding ..Dong ..Ding ..Dong
Ring out the Bells of St Mary le Bow
Ding ..Dong ..Ding ..Dong
Ring out the Bells of St Mary le Bow

Here at some photos of Mr G modelling his Pearly king outfit. Vicky Chapman kindly provided the blank suit for me to work on. I sewed every button and sequin on by hand using my breaks at work to get it finished. I am so happy that it took 3rd place at the Sasha Celebration weekend.

(Above is a front view of Mr G’s Pearly King outfit with symbols of the heart and wheel of fortune on the legs and flowers at his ankles)

(Above is a back view of Mr G’s Pearly king outfit showing his title as The “Pearly King Of Bow” and a little sequin bell to add to the detail.)

(A side view showing his waistcoat and anchor image on his sleeve. his neck tie known as a Kingsman was brightly coloured to draw attention )

(Another side view this time showing the cross symbol on his other sleeve)

( affront view of his hat showing the symbols of the cross, heart and horse shoe)

(A rear view of hiss hat showing symbols of a flower pot, playing card and bird)

( Above Mr G with his barrow full of vegetable’s all made from clay and painted)

To finish off below is the Pearly Prayer.

Pearly Prayer

When i die and go to ‘eaven, it will be much betta there,
Our good lord will meet me, and say, “come in, pull up a chair.
You spent your time and energy, collecting money for the poor,
To give to them all the little fings, they never ‘ad before.
You covered your clothes wiv buttons, so that all could see,
That you are a very proud member, of the pearly society.
And now your tired and weary, and your body’s past it’s best,
I faut i’d bring you up wiv me, to ‘ave a well earned rest.

 

“so when you get your breff back, i’ll take you by the ‘and,
And show you why my ‘eaven, is called the promised land”
We’ll go and wander raund the streets, i knew when i was young,
And listen to the jokes they told, and all the songs they sung.
I’ll see all the ‘appy people, what used to be araund,
And listen to the ‘orse and carts, wot made that loverly saund.
The air would be full of the costermongers loud and cheerful calls
Wiv all the fings they ‘ave for sale, all piled upon their stalls.

 

I’ll meet all the other pearly’s, wot went up there before,
Wiv their ‘appy smiling faces, and buttons all galore.
I’ll go and meet my parents, they departed long ago,
And see all my friends and relatives, i also used to know.
It will be just like the old times, to ‘ave a good old chat,
I never faut the day would come, when i could do all that.
And then i’ll look araund me, and realise it is true,
You get back what you give in life; so it’s really up to you

I hope you have enjoyed reading this and I would like to thank  The Pearly King and Queen association for all their help in researching this . Thanks for looking.

 

 

 

 

I was up and early next morning, first for a dip in the hotel swimming pool, which I had never had the opportunity to try at previous SCW due to being an organiser. The pool was lovely .

Off to breakfast having built up an appetite.

The choice for breakfast was yummy, vast and catered for everyone’s needs. After breakfast it was time to gather in the hall for the start of the days events.

 

Below are photos of some of the dolls from, My Favourite Sasha doll display.

This beauty  in the box I believe is owned by Tricia

The twin studios above belong to Laura

Love the outfit on the blonde Gotz above.

Tilly belonging to Mary, pretty in Purple

Another beauty

Hope and Annette’s eyelash boy

Sasha owned by Sarah

What a cutie

 

How cute is Mr Stink

Now some photos of the International and Regional dressed  dolls

 

I just wanted to pick this little one up and give her a hug

Lovely outfit by Alison

Mexican girl by Marti

I fell in love with this girl owned by Peggy

Beautiful outfit and incredible history

Here are The Wobblers

Next it was time for the craft tables

Brigitte’s Table were making Sasha leather Satchels

Janet’s table were making rugs

Francis’s table were making beautiful embroidered bags

Jane’s table were making  little bags with Scottie dogs on.

Emma’s table were making Sasha jackets

Doll Mum’s table were making little wooden duck toys, which were great fun.

Judith’s table were making Sasha aprons

After lunch it was time to get ready for the raffle

Diane explained the rules

In between the normal raffle prizes being drawn a special draw would be announced.

And the first number which was a special prize was drawn

And the winner was Paula’s Granddaughter, which was wonderful as it was her first baby Sasha.

 

Sarah won the brunette Gregor

Pam’s daughter won the Dorisanne Osbourne book

Liss won the Red haired Sasha

Petrana won the beautiful drawings by Joni

Doll mum’s daughter won a baby

Fiona won the customise Cora donated by Peggy

Jocelyn then kindly donated her special draw ticket to Paula’s Grand daughter who won another baby Sasha

The last prize was won by me, which is a lovely Wobbler created by Janet Myhill-Dabbs

After the raffle we had a couple of hours relaxation before dinner

 

Karin was  presented with a gift for her extraordinary Maypole display

 

After dinner their were gifts for our friends that had travelled from overseas to be with us of miniature lindt chocolate bars.

There were prize for the dress a doll competition

1st prize went to Peggy for her Iranian girl

2nd prize went to Vicky Chapman for her Zulu warrior

3rd prize  went to me for the Pearly King

Mr G is very happy with his nano lego and would like to say thank you to Vicky Chapman for providing the blank suit.

After the prizes were presented it was time to say thank you to Janet and Tricia presented her with some beautiful potted plants as these were easier for her to take with her on her scooter ride home.

I would like to say a great big thank you to Janet and Tricia for a wonderful weekend and all the hard work they put into it. It was great for me to be able to enjoy it this time as a guest and to see it from the other side so to speak.

Below is the group photo taken be Alan Hinchcliffe

That’s all from me folks. I hope you have enjoyed it and thanks for stopping by.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Inge Goldberg  was born on the 10th July 1918. She was to be the oldest of 4 children.A younger sister called Susanne was born in 1920, followed by a brother Karl born in 1922 and another brother called Christian born in 1929.

Inge Goldberg had red hair, blue eyes and freckles.

Above in this photo with her parents.

Above in this photo she is on the right and her sister Susanne is on the left.

Above in this photo from left to right we have Christian, Inge, Karl and Susanne. The photo below is the back of this photograph which shows the children’s ages. Inge was 18 years old at this time.

Below is my last photo of Inge

Inge studied interior design in Danzig (Gdansk).

In 1945 towards the end of the second world war the Russian army were entering Dansk and refugees were fleeing Germany.

Full-fledged panic is erupting in East Prussia in January 1945.  Tales of Russian revenge for the Nazi invasion of the “Motherland” spread like wildfire all the way to the Wilhelm Gustloff’s port in Gotenhafen’s Oxhöft Pier.  Hundreds of thousands of German refugees continue to stream in to the Danzig , hoping for safe passage to the West.

A major offensive launched by the Soviets in mid-January accelerates the exodus from East Prussia .  Many Ethnic Germans cut off from the Danzig by Red Army troops negotiate passage across the frozen Frisches Haff, a freshwater lagoon on the Baltic coast.  Soviet planes circle in the sky, bombing defenceless refugees.  Direct hits are not necessary – weakening the ice is enough to send families with their wagons and horses through to an icy death.  To the many refugees streaming toward ports in the Danzig , escape to the West is the only hope of avoiding certain suffering and death.

Above a model of the Wilhelm Gustloff ship

On January 22, 1945 , the Gustloff begins preparations to accept thousands of refugees.  There are also obvious challenges involved in getting the ship running properly.  With the exception of minor test runs, the Gustloff’s engines have not operated in over 4 years.

Ships of all shapes and sizes are assembled and prepared for sailing West.  Joining the Gustloff for the evacuation will be other submarine training ships such as the Hansa, Hamburg. Unfotunately the Hansa Hamburg developed engine trouble and was unable to escort  the Gustloff ship.

The scene in Gotenhafen is panic-laced chaos.  Thousands and thousands of refugees – mostly women and children – jam the harbour.  You won’t find too many able-bodied men.  Those who can fight the Russians have already been procured for duty (feared SS Stormtroopers patrolling the crowds ensure none are overlooked).  Many are not well – having endured bitter cold and long distances by carriage or foot in unforgiving January weather.  Thousands do not make it to the Danzig ports.  Unimaginable death litters the roadsides and in places like the frozen Frisches Haff lagoon.

Despite the mass of pulsating humanity on the docks, boarding the Gustloff is relatively orderly in the early stages.  Armed sentries guard the gangways to keep out those without priority or privilege.  The ship’s printing press, once used to create colourful cruise agendas, now cranks out the coveted “ Identity Pass ” that allows access to the Gustloff.  The precious piece of paper with the Gothic type offers hope.

As expected, the first right to these passes is provided for the U-boat officers, crew members, and a few hundred members of the Women’s Naval Auxiliary (some members of which are accommodated in the drained swimming pool).  Wounded soldiers arriving by train are also given priority.  “Privileged” refugees then get their turn.  The first ones to receive passes are those with “connections” – to family and friends on board, or to those with local influence.  Of course, those with money attempt to buy them.  We will never know how many underhanded deals are made.  One thing is sure: as more and more privileged board, tension and envy mount in “ordinary” refugees crowded around the gangways.

Inge was a Marine Helper and was placed in he drained swimming pool area of the ship.

With less than two days until the ship until departure, 10 of the 22 lifeboats are missing.  After over four years as floating barracks, lifeboats have gradually disappeared fromtheir davits – requisitioned for other duties in the harbour such as creating smoke screens to obscure Allied air raids.  Hastily, 18 small boats are hoisted on and secured to the sundeck.  Numerous life rafts are added in strategic places around the decks.  Anti-aircraft guns are affixed to the deck to offer token protection – Luftwaffe control of the skies a distant memory.

According to an official list, only three thousand refugees are already loaded onto the Gustloff by the morning of January 30th, 1945 (they have stopped counting).  As it becomes more certain the ship will sail on this day, more crowds rush the gangways.  Mothers and children become separated.  Children and infants are handed to those going on board.  In terrifying manner, shoving on gangways throw some children overboard – disappearing into the ice cold water between the dock and hull.  Small boats pull up along side filled with mothers and children begging for a spot on board.  For some, persistence is rewarded as nets and gangways are lowered to take more on board.

On this bitter cold grey day in Gotenhafen, scattered with snow and sleet, exact numbers of those aboard will never be known.  By the time the Gustloff is ready to leave port, well over 10,000 anxious evacuees are crammed aboard the ship.

Within 9 hours, 3 torpedoes will hit the Wilhelm Gustloff.  It will sink to the bottom of the Baltic Sea , taking over 9,500 souls with it.

Below deck, thousands of passengers attempt to settle in to their assigned areas for the journey.  Last minute arrivals carve out any reasonable living space they are lucky to find.  Every possible space on the ship is occupied.  All are instructed over the loudspeaker to wear the lifejackets provided to them.  Under no circumstances are they to remove them.  Above deck, wind, snow and hail pelt the Gustloff.  The seas become rougher as the Bay is left behind.  Seasickness begins to set in for many.  Unable to relieve themselves overboard, on board toilets become clogged and the stench nauseating.  Even so, for many it is a small price to pay for the hardships endured recently.

On board the escape ship, cheerful music resumes its tinny resonance from the ship’s speakers – accompanied the whimpering of discontented children and adults alike.   On the bridge, there is a cautious sense of relief among the four captains now that they’ve reached the Stolpe Bank.  They share a sentiment that the most dangerous waters in the journey are behind them.  In addition to their first meal since departure, a round of cognac is poured to toast good fortune.  Captain Weller remains on duty on the bridge.  And then…

At 9:16PM , the first torpedo strikes the front of the ship, blowing a gaping hole in the port bow.  Moments later, the second hits further astern where the swimming pool is located.  Finally, the third scores a direct hit in the engine room below the funnel.  Passengers and crew are thrown off their feet with the thunderous booms.  Those near direct points of impact are practically vaporized and perhaps spared the ensuing panic and suffering.

Upon first reports of damage, the watertight doors are ordered shut to seal off the forward part of the ship.  Unfortunately, this area contains the crews quarters.  Many off-duty crew members (especially those trained in lowering lifeboats and emergency procedures) are sealed to their doom.

The scene of the second torpedo impact is greatly distressing.  The drained swimming pool (and cabins in the immediate area) had been makeshift accommodations for many of the Women’s Naval Auxiliary.  The torpedo blast creates airborne missiles out of splintered tiles which just moments before decorated the pool area with lavish mosaics.  Girls in the direct area are cut to pieces by flying tiles and twisted metal.  For the first time in years, water rushes in to the pool.  But this time, floating corpses, body parts and empty life jackets swim in its water.  Only two or three of the 373 girls are able to escape.

With that, the total number of survivors rescued number approximately 1,230.  Over 9,000 go to their deaths – trapped at the bottom of the Baltic or floating frozen on its unforgiving surface.

Today, the wreck is officially designated as a grave site and is off limits to divers by order of Polish authorities.

Above an image of the wrecked ship

Inge Golberg perished on this ship at the age of 26, such a tragic loss especially to her family and younger sister Susanne.

In the 1960’s Susanne’s  mother had a studio doll made in Inge Goldberg’s likeness with  Red hair, Blue eyes and Freckles. The studio doll was given to Susanne as a gift from her mother in memory of her older sister Inge.

The doll is called Inge and now lives with me.

 

Inga’s freckles go right up into her brow. Her outfit is all original and she is a B11 type face with cloth body. She is in excellent condition having been looked after very well by her original family.

Inge is wearing her new shoes from Brigitte.

I would like to thank Uli Goldberg who was Inge Goldberg’s Nephew and son of her brother Karl for all the photos and information he and his 90 year old mother were able to tell me about Inge Goldberg.

her memory will live on forever in this wonderful studio doll Inge.