Tea at the Vicarage
Tea at the Vicarage - well nearly
Goldeneye Visits Great Coates Church and Vicarage
A desire to further my historical investigations and to secure my sanity, watching a server download of over 10,000 images begins to reduce ones will to live after a couple of hours, saw your host divest himself from his lair and head toward Great Coates Church.
The walk was brief, uneventful but invigorating and I was soon walking around the ancient churchyard. Finding all doors, wisely I suppose, locked I came to a grinding halt.
Wot no church records !
Woz I beat - woz I not. With blinding vision I decided to ankle round to the vicarage.
A manly knock on the door was rewarded by not a vicar but a vicarette !
Now, whilst claiming no great religious knowledge I had some vague idea that women in the church was something of an ecclesiastical hot potato.
Having the razor-sharp mind required of the Investigative Historian I immediately arrived at only 2 possibilities.
1: My assumption was flawed or incomplete (likely)
2: The issue has been finally resolved in a testament to more enlightened times (unlikely)
The vicarette turned out to be friendly and patient but sadly unable to help in furthering my investigations. I offered my thanks, my apologies for disturbing her and bade farewell hastening off the hallowed ground - having risked the possibility of a direct lightning strike for too long already.
Sadly I was not invited in for tea and cake 
My stroll home did give me time to ponder though, traditionally would I have been invited in for tea and cake ?
Further contemplation resulted in my thinking parishioners probably invite the vicar, or in this case vicarette, to their houses for tea and cake - I’ll have to pencil that into my social diary.
Anyway, the quest continues. A leading local historian could shed no light on Pewet Hall, never having heard of it.
My own conclusions are that Pewet Hall became Pewet farm which in turn became Wybers Farm which is now probably Pyewipe Farm.
This all needs pinning down for definite though.
A walk to Aylesby afforded me the opportunity to geographically survey the area and to look at a small wood now owned by the Electricity Board. The next job is to identify the name of this wood.
This peaceful moment was shattered when my portable telephone rang with somebody from the ITVLocal website asking about my websites and telling me how they could help promote them - “did I know anything about SEO” he asked 
I shall keep you all riveted to your seats in anticipation of the next installment
Bless You My Children
Rod - Ace Investigative Historian
Rod said,
February 6, 2008 @ 3:03 pm
Having been on the phone to Sutton Estates and the farmers MF Strawson it seems the small wooded are which contains a substation is called Drakes Gorse and to correct the initial presumption is not owned by the electricity board but MF Strawson Ltd.
The farmland that backs onto to Aylesby Park and Wybers Wood is owned and farmed by MF Strawson
Witches of Eastwick said,
February 6, 2008 @ 5:58 pm
Rod,
Good to see you getting out and about, albeit within bell ringing distance from home… still, it’s a start. If you’re going to invite the vicaress round for tea and cake you do understand that it will involve a) fine quality loose tea b) cake, homebaked c) opening the Goldeneye front door. After careful consideration we think you should have a practise run… let’s try the cake first, how about a nice victoria sponge?
WoE
Rod said,
February 6, 2008 @ 7:23 pm
WoE
You’ve talked me out of it !
We don’t encourage visitors here generally speaking anyway, except when we open the Goldeneye Gardens to the public.
I would also not want to encourage female visitors with a penchant for cake
RC
Witches of Eastwick said,
February 6, 2008 @ 7:42 pm
Rod,
female visitors with a penchant for cake … but dear boy, that means all women… b***** the Goldeneye Gardens, we want cake
Moving swiftly along then to the Witches day out. We flew off in search of a sturdy wooden stake and when we found one sharp enough, we told the shop assistant that the Coven likes to keep one in stock in case of vampire activity. At roughly the same time we fell in love with a Fatboy… now, we said to ourselves, that’s something a trendy monk from WW should have next to the pool, overlooking the Goldeneye estate. Check out the website.
WoE
Little Brother said,
February 6, 2008 @ 10:24 pm
Tintin,
Your journalistic exploits seemingly know no bounds, might I suggest Iraq as your next investigative arena? failing that the scenery in Afghanistan is quite splendid.
I live in hope
LB