In Remembrance of William James West

May he rest in peace and know that even though he paid the ultimate sacrifice he is still firmly in the heart of his family.
In Remembrance of William James West

May he rest in peace and know that even though he paid the ultimate sacrifice he is still firmly in the heart of his family.
As some of you may know we spent 5 weeks recently in Australia. What a wonderful time we had, with family and friends and visiting new places and revisiting some others.
Taking part in Weekend Cooking hosted by BethFishReads

Taking part in the 100 word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week #65
Hello, I am back with you all.
As some of my regular readers will be aware, I headed off to see family and friends in the wonderful country, known as Australia.
Being a regular blogger I organised a series of posts and expected the posts to publish as scheduled. I have checked today and see that whilst I was away enjoying Spring down under Blogger has changed the interface and it has upset and lost a series of scheduled posts, so apologies if you wondered where I had gone! Needless to say, I am not overly impressed and can not get to grips with the new interface.
Being back home and at work has been a challenge and I found myself feeling incredibly miserable. Work was shocking and I simply felt, by the end of two days that enough was enough. So with some deliberation I came home, sat at my computer and typed my resignation. So in a period of around 30 minutes I had written the letter, emailed it and had it accepted. The wonders of modern technology. There are no regrets and I am feeling a deep sense of inner peace and contemplation at the road of discoveries ahead.
In the meantime, I am seeking to catch up on some overdue posts and reviews, and not to mention research. Along the way, I shall share some of the adventures of our holiday down under and catch up on the posts from our second holiday in Jersey last year.
So, until next time….probably during the course of next week. I seem to be in dreadful need of sleep and adjusting to an English Autumn!
Taken from The Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News page 43.
Dated 24th September 1892 and is 120 year old today!
The Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News was a weekly magazine, published in London from 1874 until 1970. In 1945 there was a name change to Sport and Country and a further change in 1957 to Farm and Country, which remained until it ceased publication in 1970.
Back in July I headed up to Cardiff to spend the weekend with hubby who was away working as part of the Olympics. We awoke on a Saturday morning to glorious sunny weather and the forecast of temperatures in the mid 20s.
The place we decided to visit was St Fagin’s National History Museum. St Fagins is a living museum located just outside of Cardiff. We had a fabulous day there, entry was free of charge and there is a small fee made for parking. It was a lovely day in terms of location, weather and company.
As I said, it is a living museum, and there are buildings, workshops and houses occupied and decorated in period costume, features and dress. Included in this is a shop and it is these photographs that I am using as part of my Weekend Cooking post.
There was something incredibly fascinating in this old shop. Seeing the packaging of earlier times, things I remember my Grandmother keeping, and the old scales, not too dissimilar from those I used in my early pharmacy career days, when we did actually make ointments, rather that sending off for it to be made in a lab and the most we do now is slap a label on the pot!
My mind was cast back to stores from my Grandmother of visiting the grocery shop and being served. Provisions being weighed out, such as tea, before moving onto baker’s shop, butcher’s shop and purchasing food for a day or so. The days before fridges & freezers, supermarkets and home delivery.
Taking part in Weekend Cooking hosted by BethFishReads
Since my last ramblings post the Olympics have finished and the Paralympics started and finished. Didn’t Team GB make us proud? Not though, just Team GB, all the Olympians represented their Countries with pride.
A friend of mine was one of the Volunteers based at the Olympic Park and commented to me several times, that on occasions he was simply overwhelmed with the whole thing, which he described while using his hands to gesture a very large circle. Amazing and unbelievable were just two words that he used to describe the events. Whilst I watched using the television you could feel the spirit of the event.
London have hosted the Olympics twice before in 1908 and 1948. On both occasions the only way to view the events was to be there as television didn’t exist. How remarkable is that? In the space of 64 years we have managed to technologically revolutionise the world.
We are in the last few weeks before our trip to Australia. It has been a long time coming and in the last 2 weeks have had to deal with a change of flight because of overbooking. As a result we get more time in Australia, which absolutely has to be a good thing! On the flip side it means that I have less time to be organised and plan, hence my quietness of late.
We have not made it obvious to Alfie yet that we are going away. Sadly we have a rather bright dog. He see’s suitcases and there he makes the following assessment
Suitcases + master & mistress = being left and no or few cuddles = big sulking!
He is not being left. We have a guest coming to stay who loves Alfie to bits and he will be thoroughly, thoroughly spoilt. Not to mention our good friends will give him lots of extra loves, cuddles and walks.
On the work front, it continues to be something that I do each day. I have lost my work get up and go and sadly that feel does not appear to be returning any time soon. In the meantime, my own work plans are coming together nicely and I am hoping that just into the New Year it will be good to go!
Regular readers will hopefully have noted that I have added a Kiva badge to my sidebar. If you didn’t please have a look, and perhaps have a look at the new page that is being created – see the page bar at the top. Over the last year I have done lots of raving about Kiva and the Genealogists for Families Team. Such a well worth project.
Well, that is it. Thanks to the few regular readers who dropped me emails to ask where I was. The fact that I was missed, in the ether of the internet is something very lovely!
The story is set in War torn Paris during the Second World War. Marc is an American, who truly wants to be an artist, ventures to France and is soon caught up in the ex pat world.
These are dangerous times and all too soon Marc is swept away in a world at War whilst many of his country men have fled home. Marc experiences love and working for the Resistance. He also experiences betrayal from the one person he believed he could trust.
The book is bought to life by the amount of research undertaken by the author. There are some very descriptive pieces about historical events such as the sinking of HMS Lancastria.
The plot is gripping and in many ways thought provoking.