Friday, 17 December 2010
"Club weight" racing bike- fitted with single gear fixed sprocket and flip flop freewheel hub. Finished in Pearl Black by Mercian of Derby in 2006.
The seriel suggests it was made at the Dagenham factory in 1957. Thanks to Classic Rendevous for the data base research.
Sunday, 27 December 2009
Wednesday, 23 December 2009
Thursday, 26 November 2009
Friday, 20 November 2009
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Friday, 13 November 2009
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Monday, 9 November 2009
Regular readers will be familiar with Lushlight towers aka Westdowne House- I inhabit the first floor of a house that has remained fairly unchanged for 150 years. I love it- the Georgians had a sense of space and the larger the better. The ceilings are around eleven foot high and the windows huge- its why I moved in - the light is magnificent- even on dull days.
The space is accommodating and though I share, it still feels that I am able to ‘swing large cats.’ For sure I should love to inhabit it all by myself but needs must. One thing I have to do before Christmas is clean the windows and hang the gold velvet curtains- it is draughty. The light early Sunday morning showed them up.
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Sunday, 8 November 2009
Just what is it that we remember on this November Sunday? A few minutes a year to acknowledge the sacrifice of thousands of lives given in the name of Queen and Country? The horror of the 'Great War' where tens of thousands died in just hours? Some remember the futility and waste and I side with them.
My father served the Royal Welsh Fusiliers as Chaplain and proudly talked of his involement in the D day landings. Every Rembrance Sunday I would attend church with him and he talked of what he was remembering. Along with the memories of lost colleagues, heroic stories and brave deeds he had one over riding rememberance. The central rememberance for my father was the lesson to be learned from the 'war to end all wars' - sadly it didn't!
We still believe in wars, we still have faith in our ability to overthrow regimes and foreign governments- we call it the support of freedom - the defence of allies.
I remember the views of my Father who simply quoted 'thou shalt not kill' and 'love thy neighbour' - I completely accept that we need protection from evil and despotic regimes. But I fear for the soul of any nation or individual that takes the life of another under amy name.
Washington, D.C., circa 1915. "Grief monument, Rock Creek cemetery." Augustus Saint-Gaudens's ambiguously enigmatic bronze memorializing Clover Adams, the society hostess whose suicide led to its commission by her husband, the writer Henry Adams. National Photo Co. Collection glass negative.
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