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Samsung Tablet 10.1

2012-01-21T12:27:00.002Z

Cristmas was good to me this year lots of nice things including a Samsung Tablet. It is great fun and I am still learning.

Anyine know of the best apps ?

11-11-11

2011-11-11T06:48:00.002Z

THE FINAL INSPECTION

2011-11-04T08:55:00.000Z

The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

'Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you ?
Have you always turned the other cheek ?
To My Church have you been true?'

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
'No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

'Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell.'

Author Unknown~

A Nice Picture ....

2011-10-16T10:19:00.000Z

Man Flu !!!

2011-10-01T19:25:00.001Z

1. Man-Flu is more painful than childbirth. This is an irrefutable scientific fact*.*(Based on a survey of over 100,000 men.)

2. Man-Flu is not 'just a cold'. It is a condition so severe that the germs from a single Man-Flu sneeze could wipe out entire tribes of people living in the rainforest. And probably loads of monkeys too.

3. Women do not contract Man-Flu. At worst they suffer from what is medically recognised as a 'Mild Girly Sniffle' - which, if a man caught, he would still be able to run, throw a ball, tear the phone book in half and compete in all other kinds of manly activities.

4. Men do not 'moan' when they have Man-Flu. They emit involuntary groans of agony that are entirely in proportion to the unbearable pain they are in.

5. Full recovery from Man-Flu will take place much quicker if their simple requests for care, sympathy, soup and regular exposure of womanly parts are met. Is that really so much to ask? Florence Nightingale would have done it.

6. More men die each year from MFN (Man-Flu Neglect) than lots and lots of other things. (Like rabbit attacks or choking on toast).

7. Men suffering from Man-Flu want nothing more than to get out of bed and come to work, but they are too selfless to risk spreading this awful condition amongst their friends and colleagues. In this sense, they are the greatest heroes this country has ever known.

8. In 1982 scientists managed to simulate the agonising symptoms of full blown Man-Flu in a female chimp. She became so ill that her head literally fell off.

9. Man-Flu germs are more powerful than He-Man, The Thundercats and The A-Team combined. They are too strong for weak, nasty tasting 'lady medicines' like Lemsip, so don't bother trying to force them on a victim of Man-Flu.

10. While it may seem like a Man-Flu sufferer is just lying around enjoying a football show on television, it is a commonly recognised medical fact that the exact pitch and frequency of the commentator’s voice has remarkable soothing powers.

Every minute in this country one man is struck down by Man-Flu. Women, all we ask is that each of you offers them soup, some kind words and your undivided attention and care. Then maybe, just maybe, we'll beat this monstrous disease together.

2011-09-25T07:25:00.000Z

Time to give up driving ?

2011-08-16T17:34:00.001Z

Family History Resource Disk ...

2011-07-07T21:09:00.001Z

I am at present producing a disk of all my family history links which I have gathered over the last ten years.

I am also putting in information on how to go about your search for ralatives.

Hopefully, it will be finished in the next month.

Jay and the Americans ....

2011-06-09T19:52:00.001Z

Those were the days .....

2011-03-05T09:45:00.002Z

Menorca ...

2011-02-17T21:10:00.003Z

The Fureys - Green Fields of France

2011-01-19T06:27:00.004Z

We said a little prayer today.

2011-01-01T10:35:00.000Z

We said a little prayer today
A prayer for mates who died
And no one here’s ashamed to say
There’s been some tears we’ve cried
For good mates full of zest for life
Cut down while in their prime
Amid the war’s furore and strife
Now gone before their time
We said a little prayer today
For all their families
And asking Lord for strength that they
Can bear their sadness, please!
For Parents who have lost a son
And Kids who lost their dad
And wives who’ve lost beloved ones
So tragic Lord, so sad.
We said a little prayer today
For strength and courage for
The mates and colleagues who must stay
Away to fight this war
We’re sure they’re sad to lose their friends
So help them bear the strain
That when one day this fighting ends
This cost won’t be in vain
We said a little prayer today
For those who sacrifice
Their lives in service in the fray
To pay our freedom’s price
O help us God to realise
As tears flow for the lost
Our Peace and freedom is the prize
That’s won at such a cost

Jim Cosgrove 2010

2010-12-13T10:23:00.001Z

TEN REASONS WHY WE KNOW SANTA IS A MAN.

1. No dress sense.
2. Never replies t...o your letters.
3. The chances of getting what you ask for are NIL.
4. Beer belly.
5. Will only commit to one day a year.
6. Obsessed with stockings.
7. He never stops to ask for directions.
8. Too lazy to shave.
9. He always wears the same clothes.
10. Only willing to do a job where people leave food and booze out for him ... and he doesn't wash the plate up after himself!!!

For the comming cold winter days ...

2010-11-05T20:38:00.001Z

Male or Female ....

2010-11-03T06:18:00.003Z

FREEZER BAGS: They are male, because they hold everything in...
but you can see right through them.

PHOTOCOPIERS: These are female, because once turned off...
it takes a while to warm them up again.
They are an effective reproductive device if the right buttons
are pushed...but can also wreak havoc if you push the wrong Buttons.

TYRES: Tyres are male, because they go bald easily
and are often over inflated

HOT AIR BALLOONS: Also a male object...
because to get them to go anywhere.....
you have to light a fire under them.

SPONGES: These are female...because they are soft.......
squeezable and retain water.

WEB PAGES:
Female...because they're constantly being looked at
and frequently getting hit on.

TRAINS: Definitely male...
because they always use the same old lines for
picking up people.

EGG TIMERS: Egg timers are female because....
over time...all the weight shifts to the bottom.

HAMMERS: Male... because in the last 5000 years......
they've hardly changed
at all...and are occasionally handy to have around.

THE REMOTE CONTROL: Female. Ha! You probably thought it would be male...
but consider this: It easily gives a man pleasure,
he'd be lost without it...
and while he doesn't always know which buttons to push...
he just keeps trying

Another Rorke's Drift Poem ...

2010-10-24T07:49:00.001Z

The Hero of Rorke's Drift

Twas at the camp of Rorke's Drift, and at tea-time,
And busily engaged in culinary operations was a private of the line;
But suddenly he paused, for he heard a clattering din,
When instantly two men on horseback drew rein beside him.

"News from the front!" said one, "Awful news!" said the other,
"Of which, we are afraid, will put us to great bother,
For the black Zulus are coming, and for our blood doth thirst,"
"And the force is cut up to pieces!" shouted the first.

"We're dead beat," said both, "but we've got to go on,"
And on they rode both, looking very woebegone;
Then Henry Hook put all thought of cooking out of his mind,
For he was surrounded with danger on every side he did find.

He was a private of the South Wales Borderers, Henry Hook,
Also a brave soldier, and an hospital cook;
A soldier of the Queen, who was always ready to obey,
And willing to serve God by night and day.

Then away to the Camp he ran, with his mind all in a shiver,
Shouting, "The force is cut up, sir, on the other side of the river!"
Which caused the officer in command with fear to quiver,
When Henry Hook the news to him did deliver.

Then Henry Hook saluted, and immediately retired,
And with courage undaunted his soul was fired,
And the cry rang out wildly, "The Zulus are coming!"
Then the alarm drums were instantly set a-drumming.

Then "Fall in! Fall in!" the commanders did cry,
And the men mustered out, ready to do and to die,
As British soldiers are always ready to do,
But, alas, on this occasion their numbers were but few.

They were only eighty in number, that brave British band,
And brave Lieutenant Broomhead did them command;
He gave orders to erect barricades without delay,
"It's the only plan I can see, men, to drive four thousand savages away."

Then the mealie bags and biscuit boxes were brought out,
And the breastwork was made quickly without fear or doubt,
And barely was it finished when some one cried in dismay,
"There's the Zulus coming just about twelve hundred yards away."

Methinks I see the noble hero, Henry Hook,
Because like a destroying angel he did look,
As he stood at the hospital entrance defending the patients there,
Bayoneting the Zulus, while their cries rent the air,
As they strove hard the hospital to enter in,
But he murdered them in scores, and thought it no sin.

In one of the hospital rooms was stationed Henry Hook,
And every inch a hero he did look,
Standing at his loophole he watched the Zulus come,
All shouting, and yelling, and at a quick run.

On they came, a countless host of savages with a rush,
But the gallant little band soon did their courage crush,
But the cool man Henry Hook at his post began to fire,
And in a short time those maddened brutes were forced to retire.

Still on came the savages into the barricade,
And still they were driven back, but undismayed.
Again they came into the barricade, yet they were driven back,
While darkness fell swift across the sun, dismal and black.

Then into the hospital the savages forced their way,
And in a moment they set fire to it without dismay,
Then Henry Hook flew" to assist the patients in the ward,
And the fighting there was fearful and hard.

With yell and shriek the Zulus rushed to the attack,
But for the sixth time they were driven back
By the brave British band, and Henry Hook,
Who was a brave soldier, surgeon, and hospital cook.

And when Lord Chelmsford heard of the victory that day,
He sent for Henry Hook without delay,
And they took the private before the commander,
And with his braces down, and without his coat, in battle array grandeur.

Then Lord Chelmsford said, "Henry Hook, give me your hand,
For your conduct to day has been hereoic and grand,
And without your assistance to-day we'd been at a loss,
And for your heroic behaviour you shall receive the Victoria Cross."

William Topaz McGonagall

Rorke's Drift By Arthur WALTERS.

2010-09-21T19:16:00.001Z

Rorke's Drift

By Arthur WALTERS.

In the hush that was the dawning of a sultry tropic morning
Came suggestion of a rumble far away
We could not say from where, was it here or was it there?
To trace the sound was really hard to say.

As the mist rose from the grasses over hills and mountain passes
The rumble came more clearly to the ear.
As it echoed through the hills down the gullies and the rills,
The suspense filled mortal man with fear.

The rumble came on stronger, sometimes fading sometimes longer,
Looming nearer as each moment passed us by.
Chilling reason now was dawning, urgent bugles tuned a warning
And vultures circled slowly in the sky.

Now the din akin to thunder, made us scan the hills in wonder
The menace froze us solid to the core.
So with ammunition ready, we held our rifles steady,
A thin red line of soldiers braced for war.

We turned wagons on their backs, piled-up rows of mealie sacks,
Sturdy boxes... And all that lay to hand.
Now the heat was so intense, as we built up our defence,
T'was not our choice but we must make a stand.

Then suddenly against the sky, across the ridge, as thick as rye,
We saw a host and heard the stamping feet.
The mountainside became a mass of waving spears like ebon grass,
T'was do-or-die for us... With no retreat.

Four Thousand war-cries thundered as they came against our hundred,
Pouring down the hillsides and the slopes,
A solid wall, of shields, as they raced across the fields,
And encircling 'horns' were closing on our hopes.

We braced ourselves against the shock, our rifles ready at the 'cock'
The mighty Zulu impi now so near.
Our sergeant seeming very calm stood out front with lifted arm,
The sight of him dispelled a little fear.

He firmly ordered, Fire me boys them spears are sharp not toys!
And with those words we sent a hail of lead.
Mid bayonet thrust and cordite fumes, the stabbing spears and ostrich plumes,
The struggles raged around the mounting dead.

With savage conflict through the night our ranks were closed and sorely tight,
They pressed us to the buildings at our rear.
The battle now in Hellish glow from leaping flames set by the foe,
Our weapons red with heat, and hands to sear.

Inside we made a desperate stand, from room to room fought hand-to-hand,
With rifle butt we parried bloodied spear.
Companions falling all around, the Zulus slowly gave their ground.
Until at last the mission house was clear.

We chased them through the smoky pall, o'er the fence and mealie wall,
The rising sun proclaimed the break of day.
Wearily we turned aside to count the gallant men who died.
This carnage was a bitter price to pay.

Men in red coats, pallors white, once proud warriors, black as night,
Mingled where they'd fallen in their gore.
And around the gutted Mission station lay the bravest of the Zulu nation,
To never rise again for evermore...

All you need to know about Rorkes Drift ..

2010-08-24T08:23:00.001Z

2010-08-22T06:07:00.001Z

Courtesy Sal2009.com

Caravan for rent .......................

2010-08-19T06:58:00.001Z

Lou Lou

2010-07-22T19:55:00.005Z

This was a photo of Our little Kitten Lou Lou, and I used a drawing program called FotoSketcher.

It works well, but other photo's may have a different effect, but well worth a try.

Cell phone for Seniors ...

2010-06-12T15:58:00.003Z

Annie Oakley 1894

2010-06-09T19:07:00.002Z

Song of the Moment ....

2010-05-29T19:49:00.003Z

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A Poem.

2010-05-28T05:33:00.002Z

Long Tom O’ Pepworth’s Hill
(Anonymous)

He doth not speak in parable
Or whisper soft and low,
So all the folk of Ladysmith
His ever every accent know;
For he can bend the stiffest back
And mould the strongest will,
He’s quite a little autocrat,
Long Tom o’ Pepworth’s Hill.
We listen when he speaks in wrath,
We’re braver when he cools,
Yet he is very kind to men
If somewhat rough on mules.
He brings us bounding out of bed
When we would fain lie still,
We grumble but we all obey
Long Tom o’ Pepworth’s Hill.
A breezy bluff intrusive sort,
He visits everywhere,
Sometimes he seeks your cellar cool,
Sometimes your easy chair.
Sometimes he enters by the roof,
Sometimes the window sill,
It’s vain to say you’re not at home
To Tom o’ Pepworth’s Hill.

The Borough of Ladysmith.

2010-05-16T08:38:00.001Z

The Borough of Ladysmith was Shelled on November 2, 1899.(Anonymous)

All within the leagured Bobs,
Calm and peaceful as of yore,
Sat the people silently waiting
The dread cannon’s awful roar.
Overhead the sun was shining,
All serene the landscape lay.
Waiting for the great disturbance
All expected on that day.
Then broke forth a voice of thunder -
With the shock the air was rent -
Overhead there came a something -
Instantly every head was bent.
Part a whistle – part a howling -
Part a scream. And part a yell –
Then a shock – a noise of bursting.
’Twas the “murmur of the shell”.

Printer help !

2010-02-21T21:50:00.004Z

This is funny ....

2010-02-08T19:51:00.000Z

A New Year !!!

2010-01-23T19:19:00.002Z

Well, I have decided, that I must keep this blog upto date.

I will (I hope) post atleast once a week.

See you all soon.

Click on Image to enlarge.

I like this .............................

2009-11-18T15:45:00.002Z

Just for Fun ....................

2009-11-15T08:12:00.002Z

Night falls on Hong Kong.

Holidays

2009-09-13T05:34:00.002Z

Well, its that of year again. I am on holiday in Menorca and I love the place.

Time to relax and forget about everything,

Mobile Phones

2009-09-05T09:53:00.002Z

A GRISLY low budget public information film warning kids not to text while driving has become an international internet sensation with FIVE MILLION hits.

The 30-minute movie was made in a day by a former BBC producer using school kids as actors. It cost £10,000 to make, paid for by a local council and donations.

Warning - contains graphic scenes

Swine Flu update ...the panic spreads...

2009-07-30T07:42:00.001Z

Update.

2009-07-12T06:53:00.003Z

Things have been a little busy here, but I am starting to get my tasks sorted out.

I am still researching John Norwood VC, but things are going a little slow. I need help, In Ladysmith, there was a fellow office by the name of Ralph Legge Pomeroy, who was also at Oxford University with John, and I am trying to find more information on him. His family history may provide valueable info.

I am also rewriting my web pages. It's time for a change, but it will take time. I have the template and have finished the basic design of the Index Page, but still lots of work.

Michael - A Poem.

2009-06-06T05:26:00.000Z

"There's something in your face, Michael, I've seen it all the day;
There's something quare that wasn't there when first ye wint away. . . ."

"It's just the Army life, mother, the drill, the left and right,
That puts the stiffinin' in yer spine and locks yer jaw up tight. . . ."

"There's something in your eyes, Michael, an' how they stare and stare --
You're lookin' at me now, me boy, as if I wasn't there. . . ."

"It's just the things I've seen, mother, the sights that come and come,
A bit o' broken, bloody pulp that used to be a chum. . . ."

"There's something on your heart, Michael, that makes ye wake at night,
And often when I hear ye moan, I trimble in me fright. . . ."

"It's just a man I killed, mother, a mother's son like me;
It seems he's always hauntin' me, he'll never let me be. . . ."

"But maybe he was bad, Michael, maybe it was right
To kill the inimy you hate in fair and honest fight. . . ."

"I did not hate at all, mother; he never did me harm;
I think he was a lad like me, who worked upon a farm. . . ."

"And what's it all about, Michael; why did you have to go,
A quiet, peaceful lad like you, and we were happy so? . . ."

"It's thim that's up above, mother, it's thim that sits an' rules;
We've got to fight the wars they make, it's us as are the fools. . . ."

"And what will be the end, Michael, and what's the use, I say,
Of fightin' if whoever wins it's us that's got to pay? . . ."

"Oh, it will be the end, mother, when lads like him and me,
That sweat to feed the ones above, decide that we'll be free. . . ."

"And when will that day come, Michael, and when will fightin' cease,
And simple folks may till their soil and live and love in peace? . . ."

"It's coming soon and soon, mother, it's nearer every day,
When only men who work and sweat will have a word to say;
When all who earn their honest bread in every land and soil
Will claim the Brotherhood of Man, the Comradeship of Toil;
When we, the Workers, all demand: `What are we fighting for?' . . .
Then, then we'll end that stupid crime, that devil's madness -- War."

By Robert W. Service

PS Thank you to BillyBoy for sending it to me.

Britains Got Talent 2009.

2009-05-31T07:33:00.002Z

I have never watched this program .............. But last night I did watch the final and these guys were brill.

Picture of the Week.

2009-05-24T07:22:00.001Z

They walk amongst us !!

2009-05-06T12:23:00.004Z

Some guy bought a new fridge for his house. To get rid of his old fridge, he put it in his front yard and hung a sign on it saying: 'Free to good home. You want it, you take it.' For three days the fridge sat there without even one person looking twice at it. He eventually decided that people were too un-trusting of this deal.
It looked too good to be true, so he changed the sign to read: 'Fridge for sale £50.'

The next day someone stole it!

Lot's of things to do ....

2009-04-22T05:52:00.002Z

The Father in Law came home after spending over 4 months in hospital.

This has been a busy time , but hopefully things can get back to normal. He needs to practice a little so he can get around , but he is getting there.

Have changed my Web Page hosts, I got fed up with Web Mania, always something going wrong and it was always my fault.

Here is the new link to my new host :

Sheptess

I hope to be post more often in the future.

The Smell of Battle.

2009-03-30T19:16:00.003Z

Boer War 1899 to 1902

2009-03-21T09:54:00.002Z

This site has lots of information.

This little video shows pictures of Cape Town and some of the soldiers who served there.

Thought for the day.

2009-03-03T19:59:00.001Z

Handle every situation like a dog.

If you can't eat it or hump it.
Piss on it and walk away.

Tennyson of the Transvaal.

2009-02-06T20:30:00.002Z

Oh those rides across the river
where the shallow stream runs wide
And a sunset’s beams were glossing
strips of sand on either side.
They would cross the sparkling river
on the brown horse and the bay,
Watch the willows sway and shiver
and the trembling shadows play.
'Tis a memory to be hoarded
of a foolish tale and fond,
Till another stream be forded
and they reach the great beyond.

Harry ‘Breaker’ Morant

WW1 War Poem.

2009-02-01T11:03:00.001Z

In the Trenches.

I snatched two poppies
From the parapet’s ledge,
Two bright red poppies
That winked on the ledge.
Behind my ear
I stuck one through,
One blood red poppy
I gave to you.

The sandbags narrowed
And screwed out our jest,
And tore the poppy
You had on your breast ...
Down - a shell - O! Christ,
I am choked ... safe ... dust blind, I
See trench floor poppies
Strewn. Smashed you lie.

Anonymous Poem.

2009-01-25T11:51:00.002Z

The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

'Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you ?
Have you always turned the other cheek ?
To My Church have you been true?'

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
'No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear..
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

'Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell.'

Author Unknown~

Another Great Picture.

2009-01-16T11:15:00.005Z

If you are looking into your family tree (even though there is no Scottish interest) then this is the best forum around.

Scotlands Family Tree

Picture of the Week.

2009-01-09T20:12:00.001Z

What a Picture ...

2009-01-01T11:01:00.001Z

A Christmas Picture !!

2008-12-18T20:32:00.002Z

It's that time of year again.....

2008-11-15T10:34:00.002Z

Christmas will soon be here. I have already bought all of my wife's presents, so I dont have to worry.

I hope you are not too far behind, Never leave it to the last minute. Something always goes wrong.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New year.

Remembrance Day.

2008-11-08T09:36:00.003Z

Remembrance Day is here again,
On this day we remember all those who were slain.
The ones they left behind have endured much sorrow and pain.
But rest assured,
the whole world knows those brave ones didn't die in vain.

The poppies that you see people wear,
Are there to show you they still care.
We open our hearts so that we can share,
A moment of silence, and offer a prayer.

To all the soldiers who died saving our country.

~~By Patti Joyce.~~

Elaine's remembrance Day Poem Page

View my friends (Bill Norwood) Special Page.

Christmas in Ladysmith 1899

2008-11-05T20:23:00.005Z

Christmas Day in South Africa falls almost at midsummer and the sun rises early, as did the Boers in 1899, immediately sniping at the town and sending over their big shells. Later in the day two of these shells land in the town but failed to detonate. On being opened, the engineers found that the detonators had been removed and the space filled with Christmas pudding. Written on the outside was the message "With the compliments of the season".

Read the rest of this story at ladysmithhistory.com

Read about Captain John Norwood VC Here. He served in the 5th Dragoon Guards at ladysmith.

Trick or Treat.

2008-11-01T07:37:00.002Z

Every year before this one, we would draw the blinds and not take any notice of the door bell, and it worked.

This year, I bought sweets and waited ................... and waited .................. and guess what ....... No one come and knocked on our door.

Oh well, not to worry, there is always next year.

Norwood Family History Slide Show

2008-10-25T17:15:00.003Z

Well, I have completed my friends web pages (for now, he will without doubt what something new).

If you Click Here, you will be able to see his slide show.

It shows quite a few members of his family.

Please let me know if you have any comments.

Oh Dear !

2008-10-16T07:13:00.002Z

I have not been updating my blog, well, I have been busy designing a new web site.

Below is a preview of what I hope will be my best yet.

If you have any comments, I would pleased to hear from you.

Another Year's Holiday's Finished !

2008-09-22T07:11:00.003Z

Well, I have just had my two weeks holidays. My wife and I went to Menorca, that's five times in the last six years , I think we like the place.

My Laptop cashed and so after four days, I was left with no option but to talk to the wife ! Ah well, there are worse things in life.

Norwood ...

2008-08-11T08:16:00.004Z

Having helped my mate to compile his family history, (he has only just started, so there is a long way to go), he came across a relative who fought in the Boer War.

His name was John Norwood. This a an account of him : He died in the early month's of World War One.

My friend is enjoying his research with the ups,downs of researching the generations from the past.

What's New.

2008-06-21T09:43:00.003Z

Well, I have been really busy the last few weeks. Work can get on top of you and you dont know which way to turn.

I have decided, to change this blog and let it become a outlet for information on Genealogy. I hope to add little bits of my Family Tree and any other little pieces of interesting things I pick up on the way.

Keep looking here, I hope the time will be available for me to add some comments very soon.

What's New.

2008-06-21T09:43:00.000Z

IRISH LOVE STORY !!!

2008-05-10T08:51:00.005Z

An elderly man lay dying in his bed.
While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled
the aroma of his favourite scones wafting up the stairs.

He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself
from the bed. Leaning on the wall, he slowly made his way
out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort, gripping the
railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs.

With laboured breath, he leaned against the door-frame, gazing into the kitchen.
Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven,
for there, spread out upon the kitchen table were literally hundreds of
his favourite scones.

Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of love from his devoted Irish
wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself
towards the table, landing on his knees in rumpled posture.
His aged and withered hand trembled towards a scone at the
edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked by his wife
with a wooden spoon ......
.........

.........

F**k off' she said, 'they're for the funeral.'

I Like This One ..........

2008-04-27T09:06:00.001Z

One day a 12-year old boy was walking down the street when a car pulled up beside him and the window was wound down.

'I'll give you a bag of lollies if you get in the car', said the male driver.

'No way, get stuffed', replied the boy.

How about a bag of lollies and £10?' asked the driver

'I said no way', replied the irritated youngster.

'What about a bag of lollies and FIFTY QUID, eh?' quizzed the driver, still rolling slowly to keep up with the walking boy.

'No, I'm not getting in the fricken car!' answered the boy

'OK, I know what you want, I'll give you £100 and a bag of lollies', the driver offered.

'NO,' screamed the boy.

'What will it take to get you into the car?' asked the driver with a long sigh.

The boy replied, 'Listen Dad, you bought the bloody Skoda, you live with it.'

Pole Dancer .................

2008-04-14T18:57:00.000Z

Old Occupations 1

2008-04-09T06:06:00.001Z

"To "put to the horn" in old Scots law; was to denounce as a rebel and outlaw for non-appearance at a court to answer a summons; the culprit was proclaimed at the Great Cross in Edinburgh, together with three blasts of a horn and other formalities. A similar process was in vogue in executions on property for judicially established debts."

No Time !

2008-03-30T10:25:00.004Z

Its been a busy time for me. Work has kept me busy for many an hour, but I have to pay the bills.

I have also been working on my Family Tree. Lots of loose ends to find, which is not easy. When you find one thing that looks good another comes along and says "No Way", you just have to keep trying to find those long lost links of your past.

Above is Christmas Steps in Bristol around 1890. This picture gives a good feel of what life may have been like so many years ago.

Inghilterra giocatore per la squadra.

2008-03-07T21:20:00.001Z

Football
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You Must Remember This ...

2008-02-21T21:05:00.000Z

A couple in their nineties are both having problems remembering things. During a checkup, the doctor tells them that they're physically okay, but they might want to start writing things on paper to help them remember.

Later that night, while watching TV, the old man gets up from his chair.
"Want anything while I'm in the kitchen?" he asks.

"Will you get me a bowl of ice cream?"
"Sure."
"Don't you think you should write it down so you can remember it?" she asks.
"No, I can remember it."
"Well, I'd like some strawberries on top, too. Maybe you should write it down, so's not to forget it?"
He says, "I can remember that. You want a bowl of ice cream with strawberries."
"I'd also like whipped cream. I'm certain you'll forget that, write it down will you she asks?"
Irritated, he says, "I don't need to write it down, I can remember it! Ice cream with strawberries and whipped cream - I got it, for goodness sake!" Then he toddles into the kitchen.
After about 20 minutes, the old man returns from the kitchen and hands his wife a plate of bacon and eggs.
She stares at the plate for a moment.
"Where's my toast?"

The Good Husband

2008-02-02T13:36:00.000Z

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.

Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table.

And, next to them, a single red rose!! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.

He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favourite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian"

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper.

His son is also at the table, eating.

Jack asks, "Son... what happened last night?"
"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door."

Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??"

His son replies, "Oh THAT...Mum dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm married!!"

Broken Coffee Table £135:00.

Hot Breakfast £1:99.

Two Aspirins 25p.

Saying the right thing, at the right time...PRICELESS

Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

2008-01-26T20:33:00.000Z

Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. -
Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests:

I decide to wash my car.

As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the hall table.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the bin under the table, and notice that the bin is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the rubbish first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the rubbish anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my cheque book off the table, and see that there is only one cheque left.

My extra cheques are in my desk in the study, so I go to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.

I'm going to look for my cheques, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye - they need to be watered.

I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote.

Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen able, so I decide to put it back in the lounge where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.

I splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

the car isn't washed,
the bills aren't paid,
there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,
the flowers aren't watered,
there is still only one cheque in my cheque book,
I can't find the remote,
I can't find my glasses,
and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favour, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!

Good Bye Scruffy ...

2008-01-14T19:55:00.000Z

O Give thanks to the lord,

Call on his name,

Make known his deeds among the peoples.

(1 Chronicles 16:8)

Last night our cat passed away. She had been ill for a few months now. A eight year stray who had found a home after so many years in the wild.

She had picked us as her friends and now we say Good Bye.

What's wrong buddy?

2008-01-04T18:11:00.000Z

Jim, Dave and Eric die and arrive at the gate, St Paul explains to them:

"Heaven is a very big place and you need a car to get around. The car
you get depends solely on how faithfull you were to your
spouse while you were alive"

Jim was married for 15 years and cheated on his wife 3 times so he got a city golf.

Dave was married 20 years and cheated on his wife once so he got a BMW.

Eric was married for 50 years and never cheated on his wife so he got a Rolls Royce.

Jim and Dave were very envious of Eric!

A couple of months later Jim and Dave see Eric sitting on the pavement crying...

Dave asks: "What's wrong buddy?"

Eric replies: "I just saw my wife"

Jim asks: "So? why are you crying?"

Eric says: "She was on a skateboard!"

Nearly Over ........

2007-12-29T09:03:00.000Z

Well, just the new year to see off and then its back to normal.

My daughter, who is 26, sent us this card with these words.

Mum and Dad !

Thanks for all the lovely presents you've selected for me over the years ......

and on the inside.

Not like the CRAP Santa used to leave me !

Is it holiday time yet ?

Ten carols for different disorders.

2007-12-22T09:32:00.000Z

1. Schizophrenia - Do You Hear what I Hear?

2. Multiple personality Disorder - We Three Kings Disoriented are

3. Dementia - I think I'll be Home for Christmas

4. Narcissistic - Hark the Herald Angels sing - About me

5. Manic - Deck the Halls and House and Lawn and Street and Stores and Trees...

6. Paranoid - Santa Claus is coming to town... to get me

7. Borderline personality Disorder - Thoughts of roasting on an open fire

8. Personality Disorder - You better Watch out, I'm gonna Cry, I'm gonna pout, maybe I'll tell you why.

9. Attention Deficit disorder - Silent Night, Holy ooh look at the froggy, can I have a chocolate? Why is France so far away?

10. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder - Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells.

Women Drivers ......

2007-12-14T20:15:00.000Z

Driving to work this morning on the motorway,
I looked over to my right and there was a woman in a brand new BMW doing 90 miles per hour with her face up close to her rear view mirror putting on her eyeliner!

I looked away for a couple of seconds and when I looked back she was
halfway over in my lane still working on that makeup!

It scared me (and this coming from a bloke....) so much that
I dropped my electric shaver,
which knocked the bacon roll out of my other hand.
In all the confusion of trying to straighten up the car using my knees
against the steering wheel, it knocked my mobile from my ear,
which fell into the coffee between my legs,
causing it to splash and burn BIG JIM AND THE TWINS,
causing me to scream, which made me drop the cigarette
out of my mouth, ruined my shirt and
DISCONNECTED AN IMPORTANT CALL.

Bloody women drivers!

Who says women can't park.
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I Wish I knew ?

2007-12-01T19:56:00.000Z

The Photograph below is of the 7th London rifles around 1915/16. One of my wife's relatives, who died 19/8/1916, could be in this picture. The owner of the site who displayed this picture, sent me a good copy, but there was no names. Could Stanley George Wheeler be in this picture ? We will never know.

If anyone visiting this blog, feels they know anyone in the photograph, Please contact me.

Thank You

Let us not forget ..

2007-11-11T21:06:00.001Z

hero's - one and all

Clever Cartoon.

2007-10-28T07:36:00.001Z

Wake-up
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Junk Mail ....

2007-10-07T18:36:00.000Z

Back Home.

2007-09-30T08:09:00.001Z

Well, holidays finished and its back to work on Tuesday.

Why did I leave this ...........

Where is that lottery ticket from last night !!!!

Back Home.

2007-09-30T08:09:00.000Z

Holiday Time 2 ....

2007-09-20T08:18:00.001Z

Sunset in Mahon, peaceful and relaxing.........

Paul Dell Images is the best site for images of Menorca. Please remember that the images on this site are copyright and you must get permission before you can use them.

Holiday Time ...

2007-09-14T20:32:00.000Z

Well, in a few hours, this will be our view from our holiday apartment.

Cat Boxing.

2007-09-08T08:52:00.001Z

1894 - cat's boxing

Well, it made I larf .....

2007-08-21T19:07:00.000Z

The following quotes were reportedly taken from actual employee performance evaluations in a large US corporation.

1. Since my last report this employee has reached rock bottom and has started digging.

2. His men would follow him anywhere, but only out of morbid curiosity.

3. I would not allow this employee to breed.

4. This employee is really not much of a “has-been”, but more of a definite “won’t-be”.

5. Works well under constant supervision and cornered like a rat in a trap.

6. When she opens her mouth it seems that it’s only to change feet.

7. He would be out of his depth in a parking lot puddle.

8. This young lady has delusions of adequacy

9. He sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.

10. This employee is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot.

11. This employee should go far and the sooner he starts the better.

12. Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thing to hold it all together.

13. A gross ignoramus – 144 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus.

14. He certainly takes a long time to make his pointless.

15. He doesn’t have ulcers, but he’s a carrier.

16. I would like to go hunting with him sometime.

17. He’s been working with glue too much.

18. He would argue with a signpost.

19. He has a knack for making strangers immediately.

20. He brings a lot of joy whenever he leaves the room.

21. When his IQ reaches 50, he should sell.

22. If you see two people together and one looks bored, he’s the other one.

23. A photographic memory but with the lens cover glued on.

24. A prime candidate for natural deselection.

25. Donated his brain to science before he was done using it.

26. Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn’t coming.

27. Has two brains: one is lost and the other is out looking for it.

28. If he were any more stupid, he’d have to be watered twice a week.

29. If you give him a penny for his thoughts you’d get change.

30. If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the oceans.

31. It’s hard to believe that he beat 1,000,000 other sperm to the egg.

32. Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he only gargled.

33. Takes him 2 hours to watch 60 minutes.

34. The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.

Warn your friends this could be a scam ?

2007-08-15T19:58:00.001Z

1894 and all that ....

2007-08-05T13:13:00.001Z

My wife has two dolls house's, one already made up. She is going to decorate it in victorian style, for the year 1894.

I have a page on my web site for her, so have a look and let me know what you think.

1894 page

Some Additions to Murphy's Law ......

2007-07-26T19:49:00.000Z

Law of Mechanical Repair:
After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begins to itch or you'll have to pee.

Law of the Workshop:
Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible
corner.

Law of Probability:
The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the
stupidity of your act.

Law of the Telephone:
If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal.

Law of the Alibi:
If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.

Variation Law:
If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will start to move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).

Law of the Bath :
When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.

Law of Close Encounters:
The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.

Law of the Result:
When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.

Law of Bio mechanics:
The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the
reach.

Law of the Theatre:
At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle arrive last.

Law of Coffee:
As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something, which will last until the coffee is
cold.

Murphy's Law of Lockers:
If there are only two people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.

Law of Rugs/Carpets:
The chances of an open-faced jelly sandwich landing face down on a floor covering are directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet/rug.

Law of Logical Argument:
Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking
about.

Brown's Law
If the shoe fits, it's ugly.

Wilson's Law:
As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop
making it.

The Law of intelligence:
The difference between GENIUS and STUPIDITY is that genius has its limits.

Extended Law of physics:
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, and sometimes a scar.

The Story Tellers.

2007-07-14T16:30:00.000Z

We are the Chosen Ones. I believe in each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors, to put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. To me, genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing life into all who have gone before.

We are the story tellers of the tribe. All tribes have one. We have been called, as it were, by our genes. Those who have gone before cry out to us: Tell our story. So, we do. In finding them, we somehow find ourselves. How many graves have I stood before now and cried? I have lost count. How many times have I told the ancestors, "You have a wonderful family, you would be proud of us." How many times have I walked up to a grave and felt somehow there was love there for me? I cannot say.

It goes beyond just documenting facts. It goes to who am I, and why do I do the things I do. It goes to seeing a cemetery about to be lost forever to weeds and indifference and saying I can't let this happen. The bones here are bones of my bone and flesh of my flesh. It goes to doing something about it. It goes to pride in what our ancestors were able to accomplish, and how they contributed to what we are today. It goes to respecting their hardships and losses, their never giving in or giving up, their resoluteness to go on and build a life for their family. It goes to deep pride that they fought to make and keep us a Nation. It goes to a deep and immense understanding that they were doing it for us. That we might be born who we are. That we might remember them. So we do.

With love and caring I mark each fact of their existence, because we are them and they are us. So, as a scribe called, I tell the story of my family. It is up to the one called in the next generation to answer the call and take his or her place in the long line of family storytellers. That, is why I am creating my family genealogy, and that is what calls those young and old to step up and put flesh on the bones.

THE FINAL INSPECTION ....

2007-07-05T19:17:00.000Z

The Soldier stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"

The Soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, my Lord, I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is very rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
I worked lots of unpaid overtime,
Even though my bills got steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept an unmanly tear.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."

~Author Unknown~

Hello ....

2007-06-27T17:52:00.000Z

This is fun ..... Hello

Freebies ......

2007-06-09T14:16:00.000Z

During the period of looking into my family history, I have found a few sites which are free for anyone to search the history of your family.

FreeCen provides a "free-to-view" online searchable database of the 19th century UK census returns.

FreeBMD is an ongoing project, the aim of which is to transcribe the Civil Registration index of births, marriages and deaths for England and Wales, and to provide free Internet access to the transcribed records.

Family Search The largest collection of free family history,
family tree and genealogy records in the world.

Make sure you double check your information, It is easy to think the person who have found is your relative, and believe me it will take down the wrong alley very quickly.

Have Fun looking for your long lost relatives.

Handy Hints ...

2007-05-28T15:25:00.000Z

Before attempting to remove stubborn stains from a garment, always
circle the stain in permanent pen, so that when you remove the garment
from the washing machine you can easily locate the area of the stain and
check that it has gone.

Don't waste money buying expensive binoculars. Simply stand next to the
object you wish to view.

Clumsy? Avoid cutting yourself while slicing vegetables by getting
someone else to hold them while you chop away.

Always poo at work. Not only will you save money on toilet paper,but
you'll also be getting paid for it.

Weight watchers. Avoid that devilish temptation to nibble at a chocolate
bar in the cupboard or fridge by not buying the f**king thing in the
first place.

Save on booze by drinking cold tea instead of whisky. The
morning after, you can create the effects of a hangover by drinking a
thimble full of washing up liquid and banging your head repeatedly on
the wall.

Recreate the fun of a visit to a public swimming pool in your home by
filling the bath with cold water, adding two bottles of bleach, then
urinating into it, before jumping in.

Don't buy expensive 'ribbed' condoms, just buy an ordinary one and slip
a handful of frozen peas inside it before you put it on.

Thicken up runny low-fat yoghurt by stirring in a spoonful of lard.

An empty aluminium cigar tube filled with angry wasps makes an
inexpensive vibrator.

Olympic athletes. Disguise the fact that you've taken steroids by
running a bit slower.

Smokers. Save on matches and lighters, by simply lighting your next fag
from the butt of your last one.

Vegetarians coming to dinner? Simply serve them a nice bit of steak or
veal.
Since they're always going on about how tofu, Quorn, meat substitute etc
'tastes exactly like the real thing', they won't know the difference.

Invited by vegetarians for dinner? Point out that since you'd no doubt
be made aware of their special dietary requirements, tell them about
yours,and ask for a nice steak.

High blood pressure sufferers. Simply cut yourself and bleed for a
while,thus reducing the pressure in your veins.

Heavy smokers. Don't throw away those filters from the end of your
cigarettes. Save them up and within a few years you'll have enough to
insulate your roof.

Nissan Micra drivers. Attach a lighted sparkler to the roof of your car
before starting a long journey. You drive the things like dodgems
anyway,so it may as well look like one.

A mouse trap placed on top on of your alarm clock will prevent you from
rolling over and going back to sleep.

Avoid bickering and petty arguments by immediately punching anyone with
whom you disagree.

Fool next door into thinking you have more stairs than them by banging
your feet twice on each stair.

At supermarket checkouts a Toblerone box makes a handy 'Next customer
Please' sign for dyslexic shoppers.

Putting just the right amount of gin in your goldfish bowl makes the
fishes'
eyes bulge and cause them to swim in an amusing manner.

A next door neighbour's car aerial, carefully folded, makes an ideal
coat hanger in an emergency.

AVOID parking tickets by leaving your windscreen wipers turned to 'fast
wipe' whenever you leave your car parked illegally. Brilliant!

HOUSEWIVES. I find the best way to get two bottles of washing-up liquid
for the price of one is by putting one in your shopping trolley and the
other in your coat pocket.

OLD telephone directories make ideal personal address books. Simply
cross out the names and address of people you don't know

If a small child is choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a
jug of boiling water down its throat and hey presto! The blockage is
almost instantly removed.

German - Prisoners of war in the UK.

2007-05-25T21:56:00.000Z

I found this Web Page.

It explains the life of German POW's being held in the UK during and after World War Two.

This little story catch my eye .....

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There is today in England an extraordinary case of Fallschirmjäger Obergefreiter Hans Teske who still remains a PoW to this day! He was taken prisoner in Tunisia in 1943 and imprisoned in Hill Hall Camp (Camp 116) near Epping, Essex and during his time there made several escape attempts. At the war's end he did not want to return to Germany as his home was now in Soviet held territory so the British allowed him to live outside the camp on a 12 monthly parole basis. In June he applied for a transfer to Kent and the officials removed his name from the list in Epping but for some reason did not put his name on their records in Kent. When he discovered the error he asked for his name to be put on the repatriation list but was refused. He continued his protests and lobbied his local Member of Parliament and several German ambassadors but to no avail and in 1970 decided not to pursue the matter so technically he is still a prisoner of war to this day!

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Hope you enjoy this site.

Funny Video ..

2007-05-15T18:58:00.000Z

It has been a while since I last posted. I have busy with my family tree, so much information to sort out. My new web pages have taken a nose drive, I still have to try and finish them soon. The new pages are so much an improvement on the last site, hopefully, people will think the same.

Anyway, here is a very funny video to cheer us all up.....

Garbage Man
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Workhouse Poem.

2007-05-05T12:39:00.000Z

My family tree is going very well. The one thing I noticed, is that most of my family ended up or began life in a Workhouse House !

So to keep it in the family, here is a verse about this type of establishment.

Workhouse Poem

"By day I must dwell where there's many a wheel,
And female employed to sit down and reel,
A post with two ringles is fixed in the wall,
Where orphans, when lasted, loud for mercy do call,
Deprived of fresh air, I must there commence spinner,
If I fail of my task I lose a hot dinner;
Perhaps at the whipping post then shall I be flogged,
And lest I escape my leg must be clogged.
While tyrants oppress I must still be their slave,
And cruelly used, tho' well I behave:
Midst Swearing and brawling my days I must spend,
In sorrow and anguish my days I must end."

James Chambers, workhouse inmate.

Strang Animal Pictures...

2007-04-28T07:31:00.000Z

Have a look at this Post.

Nice Trick ..

2007-04-22T07:47:00.000Z

Nice little trick for those summer parties.

Cork in a Bottle
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Been a while ...

2007-04-19T19:51:00.000Z

It seems a long time since I posted. I have been very busy at work (late nights), then trying to keep upto date with finishing my New web site and taking a interest in my family history.

So I think a picture is in order to make my day .....

Top Tip ....

2007-04-09T12:43:00.000Z

Make a cute doorstop by using one of your chidren's old stuffed animals.

Cut a hole in the bottom, remove half the stuffing and replace with pebbles or sand, then sew up the hole.