The day had come and gone in one I had anticipated for a while now, this isn’t hyperbole as I can categorically say that all of the individuals I’ve met along the way in the 2 or 3 odd years of Heritage 2 Health make my day. This is my 4th or 5th event so it means that though I know more individuals than “the norm”, it means I can appreciate the aim that little bit more. Its not the individual that makes H2H, its the big machine and in this case that “machine” is proving more character and general talking points than ever before. A real case of eagerness as I woke up on Friday 31st May at 6:30am, I had to acclimatise to the fact British Summer Time means its going to be the same level of sunlight outside as midday or 6:30pm. This hiccup aside fast-forward until roughly 10am as I found myself at Marble Hill house with nurses, camera/photography personnel, H2H director, its own personnel, affiliated organisations, student nurses and general volunteers already in attendance. The number was only growing as the hour went on as by 11am some of the participants arrived as their buses and various modes of transport dripped in and so especially by 11:30am team Ginger (herbs & spices was the theme) were ready to start with their day.
The itinerary for H2H events are notorious for “so much to do and hardly any time”, a couple of staples were focus of the day such as tea and how some people believe there is no better cure to any ailment in life. This meant one of the first things we did was write out messages on coloured paper cut into tea cups, the aim was to then link them onto a tree and make it a multicoloured dream. H2H did that Paperchain in Leith Hill so this was definitely something new that brought together an amazing group. In writing out our messages the Ginger team went into Marble Hill House to learn a bit about it as I can’t repeat myself or history but in learning something new again whenever I attend. Even “those days” when describing the relationship between Henrietta Howard & George II the oft-term was mistress but that didn’t necessarily mean more than keeping the man company with a good ear. To think the ongoing question of boys and girls being nothing more than friends isn’t new as that house has been around since 1724 so simply fascinating (well for me).
After learning some more about the house came the walk to the foot ferry which is always a pleasure but an extra one as if timed to perfection we exited to glorious sunshine, an omen on the day maybe. The weather was so majestic the ferry did a bit of a drive down the Thames as if following it to Richmond before looping back to the Ham side of the river. From the ferry came the minute or so walk to Ham House but along the way we saw some horses and they are still a real pleasure to spot. Even the kids in our Ginger group had really got on so talking between them and even taking time to stop and appreciate them, which was a microcosm for all of us. In a rural background which meant not horses were nothing new but not from an urban background to never seen one before. but that was Suburbia in a nutshell in which I’m grateful for. No better example in admiring some of the things people have been known to take for granted as though unintentional such things happen. We eventually left the horses and got to the house and ate our lunch in the Orangey Cafe’s lovely garden here we were genuinely enjoying eachothers company and it was the walk back to the house that a fellow H2H volunteer required someone from our group that knew the Ham area well enough to accompany her, her son as well as a kind minivan driver from Marble Hill via the Ferry and direct them back to drive to Ham House. I luckily used most of my knowhow but for the life of me I didn’t trust myself to know which turning so I had a bit of help from Google Maps (eep). All in all I’m happy to have accompanied them as 90% odd sure anyway and got back just in time for the tribal singing and instrument playing which was definitely a sight as 99.9% of the members of the event were in attendance.
A real “cherry on top” of a great day as slowly as participants had come to the event they were starting to go home and though I can’t talk for all of the other participants but everyone remaining then stood in a circle in which we stated our names and what part of the day we enjoyed most, for this I couldn’t help but be happier than I had ever been for H2H as I said it in my January blog and I genuinely mean it that this is going to be the best year yet, and if Leith Hill is half the event Marble Hill/Ham House was then everyone duck and cover.
Personally happy as specifically in our Ginger group I met two individuals that took my laughter levels to another plane as no better cure for what ails anyone than humour so coupled with a cuppa tea I felt invincible.