'I thought you said you wanted a leaf green Porsche?' said my brother Tim.  'I thought you wanted a Porsche' emailed my friend Paul when I told him. Yup—in a sense. But what I really really wanted was a Morris 1000. The post Happy days are here again appeared first on Ben Pentreath Inspiration.

  Bridie Hall Ltd is currently recruiting for a part time Order Fulfilment Co-ordinator. £11.50/hour, 3 days per week. Working within a very small, friendly team at our Central London workshop, the position involves packing and dispatching wholesale and customer orders from Bridie Hall Ltd and Pentreath & Hall. The candidate must be conscientious, meticulous, [...] Read More >

Hours: Monday – Friday, 9am – 6pm. Occasional Saturdays along with the odd late-night event. Job Description: We’re looking for a self-motivated and responsible person to take over the reins from our much loved and dedicated shop manager while she takes her maternity leave. Our ideal candidate will be an experienced and hardworking sales person, with focus and attention to detail. They will be required to manage the day-to-day running of the Pentreath & Hall shop, stock room and website. The role requires someone with great operational and sales skills and the energy, passion and innovation to maintain our ongoing reputation; both visually through the shop and through exceptional customer service. While managing a small friendly team, they must be confident...

It has been a beautiful weekend - I hope you have had a very restful, happy Easter. Spring has arrived in Dorset. The air has been filled with birdsong each morning; the evenings are getting lighter; the garden is bursting with blossom and life again.  As we begin to turn a corner from the darkness of the pandemic, it literally and figuratively feels like a time of deep redemption. Sunset on Good Friday.... Charlie's beautiful new garden for growing flowers and veg for the show bench is finished and ready to go.  Easter Saturday was cold and breezy.... we went for an early morning spin around the hills.

I’ve been thinking a lot to this time exactly a year ago; I’ll be honest, to the sense of total fear that I had, as I’d arrived in Dorset, physically and emotionally drained after four long days of preparing the office for the lockdown… getting to Dorchester on the Friday evening at the end of the longest week, arriving on a near-deserted train, to find Charlie (himself only just back from New Zealand) waiting for me at the station; back home, the lights were on, supper was in the oven, the house was warm and friendly but in our heart of hearts we were filled with worries and fears. Days followed of phone calls with friends and colleagues; on the...