Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Boer War 1899 to 1902
This site has lots of information.
This little video shows pictures of Cape Town and some of the soldiers who served there.
This little video shows pictures of Cape Town and some of the soldiers who served there.
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Friday, February 06, 2009
Tennyson of the Transvaal.
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
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
Sunday, February 01, 2009
WW1 War Poem.
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.
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.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Anonymous Poem.
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~
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~
Friday, January 16, 2009
Another Great Picture.

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
Labels:
Elephant,
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scotlands family tree,
waterfall
Friday, January 09, 2009
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
It's that time of year again.....
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Remembrance Day.
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.
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.
Labels:
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Prayer,
Remembrace,
Silence,
Soldiers
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Christmas in Ladysmith 1899
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.
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.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Trick or Treat.
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.
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.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Norwood Family History Slide Show
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.
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.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Oh Dear !
Monday, September 22, 2008
Another Year's Holiday's Finished !
Monday, August 11, 2008
Norwood ...
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.
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.
Labels:
boer war,
norwood,
world war one
Saturday, June 21, 2008
What's New.
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.

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.
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