Del Arun: Our Man in Arundel

Del Arun in Arundel: a postscript

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 20:21:00 +0000

I finally sold my house last week – many thanks to the always-cheerful folk at Glyn Jones & Co – which means it’s time for my alter ego of Del Arun to fade away into the sunset. Mind you, I’m not saying goodbye to Arundel completely; I can’t resist the Gallery Trail during the festival or Corpus Christi at the Cathedral… and I still haven’t been to a cricket match in town.

Anyway, thanks for reading and for your comments & support. If you’re curious about what happens next, you’ll find the ‘real me’ online at markbridge.info

Time to call it a day, Del

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 18:55:00 +0000

My house sale didn't happen because the buyer wanted to negotiate a substantial discount - and I didn't want to offer one. Well, that's not strictly true. I didn't want to offer another discount.

So I've found a tenant and have become an accidental landlord. Surprisingly quickly, too. Apparently there aren't many little houses to let in the middle of Arundel. And I've moved into my girlfriend's place, which is over the border in East Sussex. It's not very different from West Sussex, although my mum thinks there's a military checkpoint on the county line and we all drive Trabants here. (Given my history with cars, a Trabant wouldn't be a bad idea. But, as usual, I digress).

All this means I think it's probably time for me to say goodbye to Del Arun, what with me not being an Arundel resident any more. I'll still be reading my favourite PurpleCoo blogs but 'Del Arun' is taking a break. Thanks for all your support. Really - thank you.

Mind you, this doesn't mean that I won't ever blog again. I'll let you know what happens next!

Back to Square One

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 10:34:00 +0000

Anyone who's been watching the progress of my house sale - myself included - will have been getting increasingly concerned over the last few weeks. Well, pretty much as anticipated, the sale's fallen through. My buyer attempted a spot of last-minute gazundering (although the amount she wanted reduced from the asking price was hardly a 'spot') which wasn't acceptable. Neither morally nor financially, some would say. Still, there's also good news in Arundel. The baker shop has re-opened: it's now "The Baker Girls" and is staffed by a couple of lovely ladies who insist on offering free samples of their cakes.

What, you still 'ere?

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Thu, 17 Jul 2008 09:21:00 +0000

Yes, I’m still here. This house-selling thing has moved beyond frustration into resignation. With any luck I’ll sell the house this month, although my buyer’s on holiday at the moment. I think my estate agent is the one who really needs a holiday…

Wholesale baking leaves a hole

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Tue, 27 May 2008 09:28:00 +0000

Once again, the bakers in Arundel is closing. East West Bakery has been running the place for just over a year but is closing on Saturday 31st May to concentrate on wholesale baking. Which, as I've mentioned before, doesn't leave Arundel devoid of locally-baked bread... but it's still a shame.

Corpus Christi

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Thu, 22 May 2008 21:14:00 +0000

As you walk up London Road, choral music fills the air. It's not coming directly from Arundel's Roman Catholic cathedral; instead it's being broadcast from a string of loudspeakers hanging from lamp-posts to entertain a small crowd. "Hallelujah, sing to Jesus...", the disembodied voices urge.

This is Corpus Christi: a celebration of the Holy Communion ceremony. It remembers the original breaking of bread and sharing of wine before the crucifixion of Jesus. In Arundel, a town that's known to many tourists for its castle and cream teas, the Corpus Christi celebration sees the town’s gothic-styled church – officially the Cathedral of our Lady and St Philip Howard - carpeted with floral decorations for two days. The celebrations come to a climax on Thursday evening with a church service and a procession through the streets.

After a final blessing, the singing turns to amplified shuffling before a collection of clergy, choir and congregation leave the flower-carpeted church. Following a crucifix and an assortment of celebratory banners, hundreds of people march with the Blessed Sacrament to Arundel Castle... before returning to the cathedral, where the now trampled-on flower carpet is soon swept up.

Slowly but surely

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Fri, 16 May 2008 14:02:00 +0000

I’m still here in Arundel. As is the “For Sale” sign outside my house. But things are moving in the right direction. I have a potential buyer who’s not part of a chain, who’s arranged a mortgage… and whose mortgage company surveyor came to visit this week.

I’m starting to think about the things I’ll miss – although, to be honest, I’ll still be in a position to see most of them anyway. The Corpus Christi flowers, for example, which will be covering the floor of Arundel Cathedral next week. The Arundel Festival, scheduled for the end of August. And walks down the river to the Black Rabbit.

There’s also plenty of excitement ahead, too – so stay tuned for the next thrilling instalment from Del Arun!

Still standing

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 07:37:00 +0000

Well, my house still isn't sold. It's all a bit frustrating but at least I'm not part of a chain. I blame the property market, the weather and the slightly mercenary streak I have. Meanwhile I shall keep tidying the garden, vacuuming muddy footprints off the carpet and baking unnecessary loaves of bread. (Okay, I made the last one up!)

Arundal?

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 07:28:00 +0000

Top tip: double-check the name of your destination before printing the posters.

Arundel Museum

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Mon, 17 Mar 2008 11:53:00 +0000

Arundel's museum on the High Street closed at the end of last year; the lease expired and the building has been sold. The current building doesn't have much gravitas...

It's a sign!

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 18:45:00 +0000

...and there's other news, too. Someone's coming to view on Wednesday morning. I'll make sure I'm out.

The word is out

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 13:32:00 +0000

Apparently my house is now in the estate agent's window. I say "apparently" because I've not looked yet, even though it's just a couple of minutes down the road. It's also on their web site and on rightmove.co.uk. I'm having the HIP energy assessment done on Monday... and I've just planted a couple of primroses in the box at the front of my house. Wonder when I'll get my first viewing?

On the market...

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Wed, 06 Feb 2008 10:06:00 +0000

We Gotta Get Out Of This Place...

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Tue, 05 Feb 2008 09:12:00 +0000

Yes, it's true. After much thought and conversation, I'm putting my house (or "two-bedroom character cottage", as I prefer to think of it these days) on the market. My plan is to head over the border to East Sussex, a county that has the benefit of containing my girlfriend.

Anyway, I was visited yesterday by my chosen estate agent who measured the house with his sonic tape-measure. Cool or what? It's only a step away from David Tennant and his sonic screwdriver. Before you know it, he'll be showing Dalek Sec around. "Yeah, lovely place but I’m not sure my friends can handle the stairs..."

Still, I digress. I've never really sold a house before. There have always been odd circumstances that involved other people doing it for me. So I'm looking forward to this. Sort of.

Stay tuned for more exciting adventures of Del Arun and his incredible disappearing house...

The Jewel in the Crown

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Thu, 24 Jan 2008 11:15:00 +0000

The jewel in the crown. That's Arundel. No, really. Forget about Queen Victoria and India, we mullets (oh, alright, I'm not really a mullet because true 'mullets' need to be born here) are the keepers of the true jewel. I have that on no finer authority than the Daily Telegraph itself.

From 11th January 2008:

Property market: Britain's top 10 country towns

Small market towns are becoming increasingly desirable, as much for their natural beauty as their shops and schools. Caroline McGhie seeks out the best, and finds Arundel the jewel in the crown.

Arundel, West Sussex. The jewel in the country-town crown. "It is trendy, picturesque, arty, cosmopolitan, and feels like a village," says Molly Miles, of Cluttons. Arundel crowns a hilltop overlooking the Arun estuary, a dreamy cookie-cutter skyline created by the Norman castle which was owned for centuries by the Dukes of Norfolk.

"Older residents are called Mullets, like the fish, and newer ones tend to be musicians, artists, single divorced women who want somewhere fun and safe to live," says Molly. Londoners have been gravitating towards it like bees to honey since the early 1990s.

Plastic Bag free, not free plastic bag

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Thu, 22 Nov 2007 15:09:00 +0000

It looks as though Arundel is trying to become a 'plastic bag'-free town, following in the footsteps of Modbury. Don't get me wrong, replacing 'free' plastic bags with reusable or recyclable bags makes sense... but isn't this a very minor environmental concern in a tourist town such as Arundel?

This is a town, let's face it, that has more than one "lifestyle" shop selling things people don't need. But where's the campaign to replace them with useful shops that would discourage people from driving to buy elsewhere? This is a town that encourages tourists to visit for no better purpose than drinking tea and looking at the castle. That's an unnecessarily large carbon footprint we're generating, don't you think? This is a town with a Farmers' Market where some of the retailers will travel around 100 miles to sell their local produce... and countless visitors will drive to Arundel - past their local shops - in order to buy here.

Yes, I've shopped at the lifestyle shops. Yes, I've enjoyed tea and cake here. Yes, I shop at the Farmers' Market. And yes, all that makes me a bit of a hypocrite.

So good luck to the campaigners. I probably won't be at the meeting... but I'll definitely be outside the chocolate teapot shop with a placard.

Still here

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Wed, 14 Nov 2007 11:05:00 +0000

Jep has gently pointed out that I've not been blogging much recently. I'd already noticed - it's not that I couldn't be bothered - but I've not had much to say recently. I've been reading but not writing.

I'd started blogging, as did most of us here, with the little-lamented Country Living blog competition. One of my friends had pointed me towards it. I'd fairly recently moved to Arundel... which was borderline "country", I reckoned... so, with a little encouragement, I decided to give it a go. Besides, I thought I had a reasonable chance of winning.

I even kept going when the competition ended, this time encouraged by the refugee PurpleCooers. Well, it was fun. But I've recently had less and less to say. Why? I can offer an assortment of excuses - seeing girlfriend, busy working, thinking about moving house, perceived lack of audience, not wanting to give away too much about myself - but I'm not sure which is the real one. I'm also feeling detached from the whole thing.

Anyway, I just thought I'd mention this. I'll either come up with something that'll get me writing more regularly... or I won't. But I won't disappear without saying goodbye!

Helicopter!

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Tue, 11 Sep 2007 17:35:00 +0000

Ever looked up and wondered what the police helicopter was doing? Wonder no more. Sussex Police have added a new page to their web site that enables you to click and find out exactly what's been going on. Well, sort of. They're not giving too much away, obviously.

Dame Anita Roddick

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Tue, 11 Sep 2007 17:30:00 +0000

Farewell, Anita Roddick. Local girl made good, changed the world...

Assorted festivities

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Tue, 04 Sep 2007 14:22:00 +0000

Well, the town centre's a bit clearer this week. Not only did we have the Arundel Festival and Fringe all week but we also had plenty of visitors because of the Goodwood Revival at the weekend. I didn't see much of either, although I found time to pop into some of the Arundel Gallery Trail houses (Robert Olliver-Jones's paintings are beautiful, if occasionally disturbing because of the sensation that you're being watched) and to have a glass of wine at the temporary wine bar on the river bank. The photo's from one of the public car parks at Goodwood...

Talking of the Black Rabbit...

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Wed, 08 Aug 2007 09:24:00 +0000

Talking of the Black Rabbit, as I was earlier in the week, it seemed only right to call in for a drink.

The top 100 alfresco venues

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Mon, 06 Aug 2007 20:19:00 +0000

I was pleased to see that Arundel's Black Rabbit was one of The Guardian's "top 100 alfresco venues" in Saturday's newspaper. It doesn't promise a gourmet dining experience, just a decent pint by the river (and an above-average choice of pub food, too). I'd recommend walking down the river and returning via the road - there aren't any street lights but at least you won't fall in.

Save the planet by driving to the shops

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Mon, 06 Aug 2007 17:02:00 +0000

The Times has an interesting article that puts another perspective on 'taking care of the planet', echoing one in The Telegraph a few weeks ago. Of course, statistics can - as Mark Twain and/or the Rt Hon Benjamin Disraeli famously pointed out - be misleading.

Missed the train

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Mon, 06 Aug 2007 09:07:00 +0000

Thursday turned out to be a slightly frustrating day. Not enormously interesting either, but I'll share it nevertheless. "Steam Dreams", a company that runs steam-hauled railway excursions, said it had a train coming through Arundel in the morning. I'm not a train-spotter - but I'm more than happy to enjoy a photo-opportunity. So I set off down the river with my camera until I found a vantage point alongside the track. Waited. Waited. Waited. Gave up after half an hour, along with a few other camera-equipped enthusiasts. At least it wasn't just me. One of them said he thought the train may have been diverted via Littlehampton.

So when the time came for the scheduled return trip in the evening, I wandered down to Ford, where the Littlehampton and Arundel trains go. Rather than hanging around at the railway station, I sat by the river near the railway bridge. (In fact, I sat on one of the bridge supports over the river. Great view but slightly worrying when an inquisitive wasp came by and I couldn't move out of its way).

Anyway, the steam train didn't turn up. It would have been a good place for a photo, though...

Marbles found

noreply@blogger.com (Mark Bridge) — Wed, 01 Aug 2007 09:32:00 +0000

Arundel's residents are playing marbles on Wednesday evenings. Unfortunately I've arranged to see a friend tonight, otherwise I'd be tempted to go along. Honestly, I would.