Coffee Bean Roasting 2

20th Dec 2016

My Pop-Corn Roaster set up
The roaster is placed in thebucket and aids Temp rise.

Nice Christmas roast

I have been roasting Green beans for over 15 years but this week I may have found a way to achieve  more consistent results.

Recently my roasts have been a little disappointing as they lacked richness .
Today was almost the longest day, the light was poor so peering in at the darkening beans through the smoke was difficult , so fetched a bright LED flashlight to illuminate the beans in the final stage.

Smokin’ away

Illuminating the roast with Bright LED flashlight

It worked wonders for me, being able see clearly the colour of the beans , enabled me to better identify my end point .

If you roast with a similar set up I suggest you try this .

Thorntons of Wiltshire Eastern Avon & Bourne Valleys

17th Dec 2016

I am seeking help with my families history . I have researched them to 1651 a John Thornton the Church Warden and a weaver in Netton. Just recently I discovered an earlier Thornton group in the Bourne Valley just a couple of miles East . As yet I have not been able to connect them directly with the larger Avon group who were strung along the river from Amesbury south to Downton area.
Detailed in “Spring of The Pond

I look forward to sharing information with any “Thornton cousins” .

So far we have:
John Thornton was in the parish of Netton in Wiltshires Avon Valley and a Church warden and Weaver. He was born in 1651 and presumed married before 1672 when his son Edward was born he died 1763. Edward married Martha Fox prior to 1714 and they had a son Thomas Thornton born 1714 – d 1802. Edward like his father was a Church Warden and his occupation is recorded as a weaver.
Thomas Thornton 1714 – 1802 married Ann Whitethorn together they had two sons Thomas born 1758 and John Thornton 1768 1833. John married Harriet Early ? – D 1845 they produced the following issue :
  • Edward 1801 – ?
  • Anne 1802
  • Thomas 1804
  • John 1805
  • Robert 1807
  • Mary Flemming 1809
  • Thomas 1811
  • James 1814
Thomas Thornton 1758  ( my Grt.Grt.Grt Grand father ) -married Ann Pikeand their son Thomas Thornton was born 1799 he in turn married Jane 1800 -1876 and lived and died in Plaitford Wilts.
From here we follow these two lines of interest. The one, John above, remained in the Avon Valley the other migrated across the New Forest into Hampshire in stages to Owslebury where I was born in 1941.

Any and all help will gratefully and thankfully received .

Thorntons of the Bourne Valley Wiltshire
1550 – 1700

Richard Thorneton m 14thAug.1560 – spouse Joanne Payne
**George Thornton Ch. 1 st July 1580 Winterbourne Gunner – father Thomas Thornton
& Joan Thornton d 25 aug 1606 Winterbourne Dantsy – spouse Richard Thornton
Allice Thorneton m. 20thJuly 1607 -spouse George Hedd
% Ann Thornton ch. 1 June 1609 Winterbourne Dantsey – father George Thornton
Thomas Thornton d 15 jan 1610 Everley wilts
% Jane Thornton ch 19thDec 1610 Winterbourne Dantsey – father George Thornton
% Ann Thornton ch. 28 Mar 1613 Winterbourne Dantsey – father George Thornton
Richard Thornton ch. 1618 Winterbourne Dantsey – father George Thornton
& Richard Thornton d. 25thSept. 1623 Winterbourne Dantsey
Edward Thornton ch 22 Jan 1625 Winterbourne Dantsey father George mother Jane
Thomas Thornton d 1625 Salisbury
Richard Thornton ch 31 Jan 1645 Winterbourne d
antsy father Richard mother Christian
George Thornton d. 15 Mar 1649 Winterbourne Dantsey
% Jane Thornton d 2 Nov 1661 Winterbourne Dantsey
* Mary Thornton ch.7 Jan 1668 Winterboune Gunner – father George Thornton mother Margaret
John Thornton b. 15 Sept1662 Winterbourne Dantsey – father Richard Thornton mother Christian
john Thornton d 29 June 1668 Salisbury
*John Thornton ch 11 Nov1670 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Margaret
# Edward Thornton ch 30 April 1676 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Margaret
John Thornton d 6 Sept 1675 Salisbury
Elizabeth Thornton m 6 July 1682 Winterbourne Gunner – spouse Walter Brownjohn
@ George Thornton m 4 July 1683 Winterbourne Gunner – spouse Mary Carter
# Edward Thornton m. 9 June 1684 Winterbourne Gunner – spouse Sapientia Boles
@ Edward Thornton ch. 9 July 1685 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Mary
Alice Thorneton m.24 Oct 1685 Winterboune Gunner- spouse William Boles father Henry Boles
Mother of Bride Allice Thorneton
@ George Thornton ch 23 Sept 1686 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Mary
@ Thomas Thornton ch 12 Dec 1689 Winterboune Gunner – father George Thornton mother Mary
* Mary Thornton m. 14 July 1692 Winterbourne Gunner – spouse William Rook
@ Mary Thornton ch. 30 April 1693 Winterbourne Gunner – father George mother Mary
*John Thornton m. 6 Aug 1694 Winterbourne Gunner – spouse Mary Brown
@ Edward Thornton ch 29 Nov 1695 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Mary
@ William Thornton ch30 July 1699 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Mary
@John Thornton ch 18 June 1703 Winterbourne Gunner – father George Thornton mother Mary
Edward Threaten m 14Oct 1701 Salisbury St. Edmunds -spouse Martha fox
@Mary Thornton m. 25 May 1718 Winterbourne Gunner – spouse Richard Dounton

Seasons Greeting 2016

12th Dec 2016

Our Mum’s birthday today . Born in Bedlinton in 1909 she would have been 107.

Last evening I published my third vBlog of Seasonal Greetings and may have missed a few or there are others that I do not have e-dresses for 🙁 . for those I am posting this where it may be more generally accessible.

Here is the link –

Dian & I wish each and every one a Very Happy Chistmas Tide


Tuesday 6th Dec 2016

This blog was shared with me today by friend . It addresses a topic which is a concern  for many parents and grandparents. That is getting kids motivated to explore their inclinations and interests and find fulfilment as adults.

NB : Because I want you to be able to share this with your kids I edited out the expletives of the original 🙁

Mark Manson –


Remember back when you were a kid? You would just do things. You never thought to yourself, “What are the relative merits of learning baseball versus football?” You just ran around the playground and played baseball and football. You built sand castles and played tag and asked silly questions and looked for bugs and dug up grass and pretended you were a sewer monster.
Nobody told you to do it, you just did it. You were led merely by your curiosity and excitement.
And the beautiful thing was, if you hated baseball, you just stopped playing it. There was no guilt involved. There was no arguing or debate. You either liked it, or you didn’t.
And if you loved looking for bugs, you just did that. There was no second-level analysis of, “Well, is looking for bugs really what I should be doing with my time as a child? Nobody else wants to look for bugs, does that mean there’s something wrong with me? How will looking for bugs affect my future prospects?”
There was no bullshit. If you liked something, you just did it.
Today I received approximately the 11,504th email this year from a person telling me that they don’t know what to do with their life. And like all of the others, this person asked me if I had any ideas of what they could do, where they could start, where to “find their passion.”
And of course, I didn’t respond. Why? Because I have no clue. If you don’t have any idea what to do with yourself, what makes you think some jackass with a website would? I’m a writer, not a fortune teller.
But more importantly, what I want to say to these people is this: that’s the whole point — “not knowing” is the whole point. Life is all about not knowing, and then doing something anyway. All of life is like this. All of it. And it’s not going to get any easier just because you found out you love your job cleaning septic tanks or you scored a dream gig writing indie movies.
The common complaint among a lot of these people is that they need to ‘find their passion.’
I call bullshit. You already found your passion, you’re just ignoring it. Seriously, you’re awake 16 hours a day, what do you do with your time? You’re doing something, obviously. You’re talking about something. There’s some topic or activity or idea that dominates a significant amount of your free time, your conversations, your web browsing, and it dominates them without you consciously pursuing it or looking for it.
It’s right there in front of you, you’re just avoiding it. For whatever reason, you’re avoiding it. You’re telling yourself, “Oh well, yeah, I love comic books but that doesn’t count. You can’t make money with comic books.”
You, have you even tried?
The problem is not a lack of passion for something. The problem is productivity. The problem is perception. The problem is acceptance.
The problem is the, “Oh, well that’s just not a realistic option,” or “Mom and Dad would kill me if I tried to do that, they say I should be a doctor” or “That’s crazy, you can’t buy a BMW with the money you make doing that.”
The problem isn’t passion. It’s never passion.
It’s priorities.
And even then, who says you need to make money doing what you love? Since when does everyone feel entitled to love every second of their job? Really, what is so wrong with working an OK normal job with some cool people you like, and then pursuing your passion in your free time on the side? Has the world turned upside-down or is this not suddenly a novel idea to people?
Look, here’s another slap in the face for you: every job sucks sometimes. There’s no such thing as some passionate activity that you will never get tired of, never get stressed over, never complain about. It doesn’t exist. I am living my dream job (which happened by accident, by the way. I never in a million years planned on this happening; like a kid on a playground I just went and tried it), and I still hate about 30% of it. Some days more.
Again, that’s just life.
man sitting down with saxophone
The issue here is, once again, expectations. If you think you’re supposed to be working 70-hour work weeks and sleeping in your office like Steve Jobs and loving every second of it, you’ve been watching too many shitty movies. If you think you’re supposed to wake up every single day dancing out of your pajamas because you get to go to work, then you’ve been drinking the Kool-Aid. Life doesn’t work like that. It’s just unrealistic. There’s a thing most of us need called balance.
I have a friend who, for the last three years, has been trying to build an online business selling whatever. It hasn’t been working. And by not working, I mean he’s not even launching anything. Despite years of “work” and saying he’s going to do this or that, nothing actually ever gets done.
What does get done is when one of his former co-workers comes to him with a design job to create a logo or design some promotional material for an event. Holy shit, he’s all over that like flies on fresh cow shit.
And he does a great job! He stays up to 4:00 AM losing himself working on it and loving every second of it.
But then two days later it’s back to, “Man, I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”
I meet so many people like him. He doesn’t need to find his passion. His passion already found him. He’s just ignoring it. He just refuses to believe it’s viable. He is just afraid of giving it an honest-to-god try.
It’s like a nerdy kid walking onto a playground and saying, “Well, bugs are really cool, but NFL players make more money, so I should force myself to play football every day,” and then coming home and complaining that he doesn’t like recess.
And that’s bullshit. Everybody likes recess. The problem is that he’s arbitrarily choosing to limit himself based on some bullshitty ideas he got into his head about success and what he’s supposed to do.
Another email I get all the time is from people wanting advice on how to become a writer.
And my answer is the same: I have no idea.
As a kid, I would write short stories in my room for fun. As a teenager, I would write music reviews and essays about bands I loved and then show them to nobody. Once the internet came around, I spent hours upon hours on forums writing multi-page posts about inane topics – everything from guitar pickups to the causes of the Iraq War.
I never considered writing as a potential career. I never even considered it a hobby or passion. To me, the things I wrote about were my passion: music, politics, philosophy. Writing was just something I did because I felt like it.
And when I had to go looking for a career I could fall in love with, I didn’t have to look far. In fact, I didn’t have to look at all. It chose me, in a way. It was already there. Already something I was doing every day, since I was a kid, without even thinking about it.
Because here’s another point that might make a few people salty: If you have to look for what you’re passionate about, then you’re probably not passionate about it at all.
If you’re passionate about something, it will already feel like such an ingrained part of your life that you will have to be reminded by people that it’s not normal, that other people aren’t like that.
It didn’t occur to me that writing 2,000 word posts on forums was something nobody else considered fun. It never occurred to my friend that designing a logo is something that most people don’t find easy or fun. To him, it’s so natural that he can’t even imagine it being otherwise. And that’s why it’s probably what he really should be doing.
A child does not walk onto a playground and say to herself, “How do I find fun?” She just goes and has fun.
If you have to look for what you enjoy in life, then you’re not going to enjoy anything.
And the real truth is that you already enjoy something. You already enjoy many things. You’re just choosing to ignore them.
Well Said Mark ! tomt