When my sister and I were first evacuated we were billeted with a family on their pig farm in Hever, Kent, very close to the family home of Anne Boleyn, Henry Eighth's mistress, later on his wife whom he had beheaded. They didn't want us and made it only too clear that we were a pain. Probably we were as I cried all the time and wanted to go home. The young wife of one of the farmer's sons did the cooking, but she simply couldn't cook. Our first breakfast there was porridge. At least, that was what it was called. We were served up with this glutinous mass of lumps that were large and hard. It was simply inedible and neither of us could eat it. When we came home from school later that day, instead of getting something tasty to eat we were served with the same plates of cold porridge that we had been unable to eat that morning and that had been put on the kitchen range to warm through, We were told that we would get nothing else to eat until we had finished the porridge. Well of course, we couldn't eat it and cried our way to bed. Nothing else was given us to eat although we had had nothing all day. Unbelievably the same plates of porridge were served to us for breakfast the following morning. By this time, and having been reheated yet again, the porridge had a thick crust on it. By now, we were starving and went to school wondering how we could get back to our parents. But the porridge didn't reappear and we were given proper food, althouh not very much of it. From.......Margaret.

Hi June and Margaret.... I decided to look up Upton Grey it is situated south of Hook/A30 area down the A32 a few miles ...it looks like a very pretty village just from the two pictures I have seen Autumn colours and a frosty winter scene, the Gertrude Jekyll Garden at the Manor House is worth reading and viewing .. Enjoy ...seeing your love of gardening ... Marlene in Cold Oakville http://website.lineone.net/~uptongrey.garden/ a little more below but apart the Jekyll Garden on the above URL site there's not much more to read about it, it looks as though they are trying to get more up on some sites on Yahoo base didn't do the google.com Marlene Upton Grey otherwise: Huppeton, 1100-1135; Upton, 1202 refce: Coates 1989 UPTON GREY Old English/Middle English 'higher farm'. This name is a problem, for the whole of the eastern end of Bermondspit hundred is on a relatively level plateau varying between about 100 and 125 metres above sea level. If anything, the site of Upton Grey is fractionally lower than the surrounding area. It may be 'up' from the point of view of Hoddington manor in the same parish, but one has to go slightly down before one goes up! Perhaps we should take into account the mysterious phrase 'upicenes hlywan' in the bounds of the Hoddington charter of 1046, apparently referring to a barrow (Grundy 1927: 279), but I cannot make anything of it. (It is not by the river Itchen.) The manor was acquired by John de Grey in about 1260, the family name deriving from 'Graye' in Normandy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was convinced that someone on the list would know some of the places you are interested in. But I'm really sorry that I don't. I have known some places that others on different lists were interested in. Regards from Margaret. __________________________________________________________ Sent from Yahoo! Mail - a smarter inbox http://uk.mail.yahoo.com

Hi June..............I was convinced that someone on the list would know some of the places you are interested in. But I'm really sorry that I don't. I have known some places that others on different lists were interested in. Regards from Margaret.

I liked powdered eggs as well,don't remember having black market stuff though, mind my Mum kept some hens...we had moved to Zummerset during the war and we had a veg.garden and fruit which helped. I was evacuated to Ipswitch,I got really homesick so didn't stay long. Wendy > The Black Market in War time London was a real godsend. > My parents knew a London taxi driver who seemed to be > able to get anything. He would turn up unexpectedly and > always at lunchtime with such delicacies as bacon, eggs, > sugar, tea and butter. > My mother always gave him her dinner while she made do > with very little as there simply wasn't enough to go around. > She made a couple of ounces of meat go a very long way by > giving us kids any vegetables plus a slice of bread smothered > in gravy so that it looked like meat. I must say it was tasty > as the gravy at least was genuine. > I thought I was being helpful one day as while my mother was > cooking the dinner I emptied the teapot and made a fresh pot > of tea. I announced that the tea was ready and was told that > the tea had only just been made previously and had been left > to brew. I had unwittingly thrown away a fresh pot of tea and > wasted precious tea leaves. Fortunately I didn't get a > scolding this time. > I was glad of the black market margarine, sugar and eggs. At school > the girls still had domestic science lessons and we had to ask > our mothers for an ounce or so of our precious butter or margarine > ration and one egg in order to be able to make tiny cakes in the > cookery lesson. The school wasn't issued with a ration of > ingredients so we were asked to supply our own. Not all the girls > were able to do this. Only those who had access to the black > market could provide their own ingredients. > When it came to jam making the cookery teacher got a supply > of fruit, plums I think it was and we all brought a tiny quantity > of sugar and one large pan of plum jam was made and we each > took home about a cupful. > It was a relief when dried egg powder became available, from America > I think it was. I really liked it, it made really nice omelettes. > > > . > . > "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? > If not, PLEASE change it." > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without > the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

I am late in sending in my wishes, but happy birthday Big Dave! :) Annalee **************Ideas to please picky eaters. Watch video on AOL Living. (http://living.aol.com/video/how-to-please-your-picky-eater/rachel-campos-duffy/ 2050827?NCID=aolcmp00300000002598)

Vibes on the way. Hugs as well.Wendy > Hugs from me Lizzie > Val xx > > > >> Thanks, everyone for your kind messages. Edda's funeral is tomorrow >> (Wednesday) so some warm supportive Trivvie vibes for Shona would help. >> ... >> Lizzie >> >> Subject: Re: [TRIVVIES] Sad News >> >> That's sad, Lizzie . . . so sudden, all feelings are left in turmoil. >> Hugs, >> Jennifer >> >> On News of a Friend's Sudden Death >> by Felix Dennis 2002 >> >> How thin the cloth, how fine the thread >> That cloaks the living from the dead; >> How narrowly, from breath to breath, >> We plait our rendezvous with death. >> >> How swift the tenant flees the gate; >> The landlord's writ, come soon or late, >> Foreclosing slum or stately hall, >> Hard Bailiffs at His beck and call. >> >> How feather-light the feeble spark >> That shields us from the greedy dark; >> Unjessed our souls like falcons fly! >> How weak the lure, how wide the sky! >> >> >> lizzie wrote: >>> Just had a call from my stepdaughter to say that her Mum (the first Mrs >>> Calar) died suddenly a few days ago. A ruptured aortic aneurism. She was >> 66, >>> a year older than me. I'm sitting here in shock. My poor wee lassie! >> There >>> is nothing I can say to her . and tomorrow would have been Calar's >> birthday >>> too, and we always find that difficult. >>> >>> Can't write any more now. I'm going to make some cocoa and drink it >>> under >>> the frosty night sky. I'll watch the starlight over the hills and think >>> of >>> the elves conducting my predecessor on her way to the West. Her true >>> name >>> was Edda, same as the great Norse epics. Tolkien would have liked that. >>> >>> Lizzie >>> >> >> >> . >> . >> "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? >> If not, PLEASE change it." >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without >> the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > . > . > "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? > If not, PLEASE change it." > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without > the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

We'll be thinking of you, Lizzie. Pat.xxx :o)) A Maid of Kent, UK. www.lawrence.eastkentgenealogy.co.uk Thanks, everyone for your kind messages. Edda's funeral is tomorrow (Wednesday) so some warm supportive Trivvie vibes for Shona would help. ... Lizzie Subject: Re: [TRIVVIES] Sad News That's sad, Lizzie . . . so sudden, all feelings are left in turmoil. Hugs, Jennifer On News of a Friend's Sudden Death by Felix Dennis 2002 How thin the cloth, how fine the thread That cloaks the living from the dead; How narrowly, from breath to breath, We plait our rendezvous with death. How swift the tenant flees the gate; The landlord's writ, come soon or late, Foreclosing slum or stately hall, Hard Bailiffs at His beck and call. How feather-light the feeble spark That shields us from the greedy dark; Unjessed our souls like falcons fly! How weak the lure, how wide the sky! lizzie wrote: > Just had a call from my stepdaughter to say that her Mum (the first Mrs > Calar) died suddenly a few days ago. A ruptured aortic aneurism. She was 66, > a year older than me. I'm sitting here in shock. My poor wee lassie! There > is nothing I can say to her . and tomorrow would have been Calar's birthday > too, and we always find that difficult. > > Can't write any more now. I'm going to make some cocoa and drink it under > the frosty night sky. I'll watch the starlight over the hills and think of > the elves conducting my predecessor on her way to the West. Her true name > was Edda, same as the great Norse epics. Tolkien would have liked that. > > Lizzie > . . "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? If not, PLEASE change it." ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Thanks Margaret and Marlene Have either of you travelled on the new Eurostar from London to Paris? I think that I might like to do this when I visit England. Let me know your thoughts. June P.S. It is a sunny, beautiful day here in Burnaby, British Columbia. ----- Original Message ----- From: Marlene Cox To: [email protected] ; [email protected] Sent: Tuesday, February 19, 2008 2:54 PM Subject: [TRIVVIES] UPTON GREY [was re:June - Burnaby - Relatives] Hi June and Margaret.... I decided to look up Upton Grey it is situated south of Hook/A30 area down the A32 a few miles ...it looks like a very pretty village just from the two pictures I have seen Autumn colours and a frosty winter scene, the Gertrude Jekyll Garden at the Manor House is worth reading and viewing .. Enjoy ...seeing your love of gardening ... Marlene in Cold Oakville http://website.lineone.net/~uptongrey.garden/ a little more below but apart the Jekyll Garden on the above URL site there's not much more to read about it, it looks as though they are trying to get more up on some sites on Yahoo base didn't do the google.com Marlene Upton Grey otherwise: Huppeton, 1100-1135; Upton, 1202 refce: Coates 1989 UPTON GREY Old English/Middle English 'higher farm'. This name is a problem, for the whole of the eastern end of Bermondspit hundred is on a relatively level plateau varying between about 100 and 125 metres above sea level. If anything, the site of Upton Grey is fractionally lower than the surrounding area. It may be 'up' from the point of view of Hoddington manor in the same parish, but one has to go slightly down before one goes up! Perhaps we should take into account the mysterious phrase 'upicenes hlywan' in the bounds of the Hoddington charter of 1046, apparently referring to a barrow (Grundy 1927: 279), but I cannot make anything of it. (It is not by the river Itchen.) The manor was acquired by John de Grey in about 1260, the family name deriving from 'Graye' in Normandy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was convinced that someone on the list would know some of the places you are interested in. But I'm really sorry that I don't. I have known some places that others on different lists were interested in. Regards from Margaret. __________________________________________________________ Sent from Yahoo! Mail - a smarter inbox http://uk.mail.yahoo.com . . "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? If not, PLEASE change it." ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

It would seem to me that the last person I wrote about might not be of much interest to the majority of people in our groups, who are neither Swedish nor geographers. The following person has connections with Great Britain, Canada, and the performing arts. Her given name at birth was Celia Franks which she changed Celia Franca to honour Alice Markova. Celia was a brilliant ballerina who following a dancing career with Sadler Welles and the Metropolitan Ballet, came to Canada and in Toronto formed the National Ballet of Canada and served as its artistic director for 24 years. While I have seen the result of her work on the CBC, I have never found it possible to attend a live performance. A number of web-sites are listed below as well as a brief biography. http://www.cbc.ca/arts/theatre/story/2007/02/19/celia-franca-obit.html?ref=r ss http://www.artsvivants.ca/en/dan/mediatheque/interviews/interviewDetails.asp ?mediaID=434 (there is an excellent video interview with Celia Franca on this website) http://www.ballet-dance.com/200612/articles/Franca200612.html http://www.empireclubfoundation.com/details.asp?FT=yes&SpeechID=1705 Capt'n John Celia Franca retires from the National Ballet The Story Celia Franca, who won national acclaim for founding the National Ballet of Canada, is hanging up her ballet slippers after a 23-year career with the famed company. In February 1951, Franca, an established dancer, choreographer, teacher and tour manager, arrived in Canada from London. Her mighty mission: establish a permanent national ballet company, recruit and train dancers, create a training school, hire artistic staff and fill the house with audiences. In this CBC Radio interview from 1970, Franca discusses the joys and pains of starting a company from scratch. Did You Know? . Celia Franca was born on June 25, 1921, in London, England. At age four, Franca was enrolled at the Guildhall School of Music to study dance. She subsequently studied at the Royal Academy of Dance. . As a teenager in 1936, Franca was featured as a soloist and the leading dramatic dancer in London's Ballet Rambert. A gifted performer, Franca was recognized early on as a rising star and was featured prominently in some of England's finest ballet companies. In 1947, Franca choreographed Eve of St. Agnes and Dance of Salome for the BBC. . In 1950, a group of ballet enthusiasts in Toronto recruited Franca to establish Canada's first classical company. After surveying the lacklustre state of affairs in Canada, Franca said, "I think you need me here." She assembled the company in 10 short months and supported herself by working as a clerk at the department store Eaton's. On Nov. 12, 1951, the National Ballet of Canada made its debut in Toronto at the Eaton Auditorium. . Franca would serve as the artistic director of the National Ballet for 24 years between 1951 and 1976. She was succeeded by David Haber. . In 1959, Franca and Betty Oliphant established the National Ballet School. The well-respected school would go on to train celebrated Canadian dancers including Veronica Tennant, Frank Augustyn, Karen Kain, Rex Harrington, and James Kudelka. . In 1967, Franca was invested as an officer of the Order of Canada. In 1985, she was promoted within the order and made a companion of the Order of Canada. . "[Celia Franca] means everything to me, to what I was or have been - all my hopes and dreams. She made it all come true." - Veronica Tennant, June 26, 2001, Ottawa's National Arts Centre on the occasion of Franca's 80th birthday.

We awoke early Sunday morning gazing into each others eyes, thirty three years together but just twenty six with a ticket (thank you Dad!) for it was he who told me to get of my butt and make an honest woman of Pam) the best thing I have ever done! The day was spent cleaning out the kitchen and bathroom for the workmen commencing remodelling first thing Monday morning and so eventually at ten pm it was finished and Pam was shattered, we went to bed..........nothing happened...........I told Pam I was too tired ......hehehe . Monday morning and the workmen didn't turn up till almost dinner time!!! Opened my presents, a bottle of gold watch, some baccy and a crazy little disco ball powered by the pc and a rolling table for my bed and then there was a little something from Mary, Johno and Cathy and I must say your generosity is overwhelming many thanks to you three. And now thanks to everyone who sent Anniversary and Birthday wishes:- Mum, Johno and Mary, Cathy, both Jeans,John and Caroline, Di, Val, Jennifer, Sue, Glennis, Gwen and Nick, Jim Hope, June, Edna, Wendy, Pat and Shaun, Maggie, Annewivannee, Wolfie, CT, Miriam and Lizzie. I hope I haven't missed anyone. We Love you all Dave, Pam and Nikki

I have not been able to decide exactly what my feelings are about this quite distinguished gentleman. In fact it would appear that his life was divided between his exploration of Central and East Asia and his political thought wherein he supported Germany's leaders during both the First and Second World War. He does remind me of a German Prince who I met about 30 years ago while I was having multitudinous tests done while the specialists tried to figure out how to bring down my blood pressure. The prince (who was a professor emeritus at one of the local universities) had come into the hospital because he had decided that since he was 85 it was time for him to die, and he had set out to do just that by starving himself. We did get talking and his wife showed up with a chess board. I am at best a poor chess player, and he did enjoy placing me in check mate. We also talked a lot about his field, European History, and I can remember him mentioning to me about the explorations of Sven Hedin, although I do not believe that I have heard that name mentioned from that day to this. The following URLs give some idea of how Hedin was seen by his compatriots http://www.silk-road.com/artl/hedinchrono.html http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sven_Hedin http://www.iras.ucalgary.ca/~volk/sylvia/SvenHedin.htm http://www.iras.ucalgary.ca/~volk/sylvia/Hedin2.htm http://www.iranica.com/articles/v12f2/v12f2006.html Capt'n John Sven Anders Hedin Swedish explorer of Asia, writer, and geographer, the last person to receive a Swedish knighthood (1902). Hedin was a member of the Swedish Academy from 1913. Of his journeys Hedin wrote several accounts, which became extremely popular. His classical work, Through Asia, appeared in 1898. Hedin had a phenomenal memory and his books, with their vivid details, are still fascinating reading for anyone who is interested in Asian cultures. "Din drömska färd över haven har nått sin säkra hamn den tysta ensliga graven och ingen känner ditt namn." (from a poem written to Mille Lindström) Sven Hedin was born in Stockholm, the son of Ludwig Hedin, Chief Architect of Stockholm, and Anna Berlin Hedin. Already at an early age Hedin was inspired by the books of James Fenimore Cooper and Jules Verne, and the exploits of Livingstone and Erik Nordenskjöld, whose voyage on the "Vega" through the Bering Strait into the Pacific aroused great enthusiasm in Sweden. Already at the age of twelve he decided to pursue the life of an adventurer. "Happy is the boy who discovers the bent of his life-work during childhood. That, indeed, was my good fortune", Hedin wrote in My Life as an Explorer (1930). However, the first opportunity to follow his calling opened up when he studied at the University of Stockholm. "During the spring and summer of 1885, I was consumed with impatience for the moment of departure. Already, in imagination, I heard the roar of the waves of the Caspian sea and the clangour of the caravan-bells. Soon the glamour of the whole Orient was to unfold before me." (from My Life as an Explorer) He accepted work as a tutor in Baku, on the Caspian Sea, and his rides on horseback led to the travel book A Journey Through Persia and Mesopotamia, which appeared in 1887. During these years he learned to speak Tatar and Persian. After returning to Sweden in 1889, Hedin studied geography and geology at the Universities of Uppsala and Berlin. In 1890 he served briefly as an interpreter with the Swedish/Norwegian embassy to the Shah of Persia and started a 3 600 mile long journey through Asia. Hedin was blinded in the early 1890s in one eye, and suffered from it until he was 82 - after an operation the sight was restored. Hedin returned home in 1891. He published in the same year Konung Oscars beskicking till schahed ac Persien år 1890. In 1892 he received his PhD - at the age of 27. Hedin's doctoral thesis was entitled DER DEMAVEND NACH EIGENER BEOBACHTUNG. During this period in Sweden he met Mille Broman, his great love, who married Albert Lindström. She died in 1928. "Asia became my cold bride", Hedin once wrote - he never stopped loving her, although in 1922 he forgot Mille for a period, when he fell in love, at the age of 57, with "Schwester" Elizabeth. She was 31-years-old and married to Count Fugger. Hedin began in October 1893 a journey that lasted three years. "The whole of Asia was open before me. I felt that I had been called to make discoveries without limits - they just waited for me in the middle of the deserts and mountain peaks. During those three years, that my journey took, my first guiding principle was to explore only such regions, where nobody else had been earlier." In A journey through Asia (1898) he described how he saved one of his servants by bringing him water in his boots. Later he returned to this episode several times in his drawings and writings. Between the years 1893 and 1935 Hedin made four expeditions to Central Asia. He charted maps of significant areas in Pamir, Taklamakan, Tibet, Transhimalaya (also called Hedin Mountains). In 1900-01 he made two attempts to reach Lhasa, but the race was won by a Japanese scholar Ekai Kawaquchi, who was a genuine Buddhist monk. However, Hedin met in 1906 Taši Lama, to whom he gave a medicine box made of aluminum. The Dalai Lama had fled in 1904 when the British troops entered Llhasa, and Taši Lama became the most powerful man in Tibet. In 1909 Hedin returned to Stockholm to his family as a celebrated figure. August Strindberg's sudden attack in 1910 was a deep blow to Hedin. The writer called him - unjustly - "an ordinary land surveyor", and considered Hedin's scientific achievements "humbug". As a writer Hedin was more lively and able than most of the novelists of the time. In 1913 Hedin became a member of the Swedish Academy. During World War I Hedin was on Germany's side, expressing his views in Från fronten i väster (1914). In Kriget mot Ryssland (1915) he depicted enthusiastically the war on the Eastern front. The war prevented further journeys but in 1923 he travelled round the world. American women Hedin called spoilt and uneducated. In Moscow and St. Petersburg he was celebrated by Communist commissars as a guest of honor, although they knew his opinions about Bolshevism. With German, Danish, Chinese, and Swedish scientists he travelled in the Gobi Desert and Turkestan between the years 1927 and 1935. During this period Hedin met Chiang-Kai-shek, head of the Nationalist government and generalissimo of all Chinese Nationalist forces, of whom he also published in 1939 an admiring book. In 1933 Hedin helped the Chinese government retain control of the Sinkiang province, by mapping out the old Silk Road of Marco Polo so that it could be motorized. Hedin's China expeditions provided material for three books, The Flight of Big Horse (1936), The Silk Road (1936) and The Wandering Lake (1940). In 1930 Hedin received the first Hedin medal, which was founded the same year for significant geographic, especially cartographic research of less known areas. From 1937 to 1949 he worked on the thirty-five volumes which detailed his expedition to Northern China. Hedin was also politically active. In one of his books he warned of Russian expansion and spoke for strong military defence and a political orientation towards Germany. He kept warm relations with Germany all his life, and was a supporter of the Nazis. In 1929 the German optical company Ernst Leitz in Wetzlar presented a Leica camera to him with the serial number 25000. Hedin also met Hitler and Göring a few times and in 1940 he had long discussions with Hitler about politics. At that time the explorer was 75 but still appeared youthful and vigorous. When Hitler asked him his secret Hedin recommended yoghurt. Behind Hedin's visits to Berlin was his fear that the Soviet Union would again start a war against Finland. It could lead to the situation, where the Red Army would stand on the border of Sweden. To his disappointment, Hitler had his own plans. In 1940 he confessed in a letter: "Även med risk av Hitlers vrede står jag med liv och själ på Finlands sida, ty Finlands undergång betyder ett dödlingt hot mot Sverige och för mig är Sveriges välfärd dyrbarare än vänskapen med Tyskland." Computer translation " also with danger of Hitlers ire I am standing with life and soul on Finland side. Finland perdition importance one fatal threat anti Sweden and for me is Sweden welfare [more] precious than friendship with Germany " In 1945 Hedin wrote to one of his German friends: "Im dritten Reich ist alles schief gegangen. Hitler ist allmählich verrückt geworden." (Everything has gone wrong in the Third Reich. Hitler has gradually become mad.) After the war Hedin denied that he knew the truth about concentration camps. He was not the only prominent figure who supported Germany - the Nobel writer Knut Hamsun was arrested for some time and placed on trial for his opinions. Hedin continued to follow world politics and in 1949 prophesied: "Mao is the best thing that has happened to China in a thousand years." For the younger Swedish writers he was an easy target - the Nobel writer Harry Martinson said that Hedin was an imperialist who happened to be born in a small country. However, he managed to overcome with his natural charm Per .Lagerkvist's negative attitude towards him. Sven Hedin died on November 26, 1952. On his table he still had a photograph of Mille Lindström, stuck inside a small religious calendar. Hedin's excellent panoramic drawings have been of significant help, even up to the latest decades, in interpreting satellite photographs.

There is a young Lady down in Kent celebrating her Birthday tomorrow, Happy Happy Birthday Beth (Karens Youngest) Lots of Love and Hugs Dave, Pam and Nikki .

dang, it`s raining again and it`s gone all dark! Val xx > Sorry to hear you're having trouble with your toe. > That makes four of us now, Maggie, me and Sheila being the other three. > > I agree about the cold but it's great to have some sunshine during the > day. > That's eight days of this weather and I'm loving it. I just wish I could > go > for walks with my new puppy. > > Wolfie.......................back on cloud nine > > -----Original Message----- > From: [email protected] > [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Johno > Sent: Monday, February 18, 2008 4:33 PM > To: [email protected] > Subject: [TRIVVIES] Bloggo for 17th February > > Hello Friends > > Hope you are all well. We are not so bad here. Passing the winter > nicely. > Here is my latest bloggo. > > http://www.connolley.co.uk/Bloggo_de_Johno.htm > > Kindest Regards > > Johno > . > . > "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? > If not, PLEASE change it." > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without > the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > . > . > "IS THE SUBJECT LINE STILL RELEVANT? > If not, PLEASE change it." > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without > the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Been there and done that and through that, learned not to be so silly to try and be taller. So I bought myself a sturdy stepping stool about 10 ins high with about 14" x 12" standing space and now it visits various parts of the apartment ... even in the bathroom when I have a bath ... just in case I have trouble getting out. It's been a good purchase, I feel safer on that than my 3 step one which is a fairly safe one. My problem at the moment is at kitchen waist high levels ..... :-((( Marlene `````````````````` > I was reaching into the back of a cupboard to get a > couple of plates and knocked against the pile of > dishes and the top two slid off and down onto my > foot. It was a big heavy quicke dish and a flat > plate - both Pyrex - and the quiche dish shattered > but the plate only had a chunk out of it. > > Maggie __________________________________________________________ Sent from Yahoo! Mail - a smarter inbox http://uk.mail.yahoo.com

Sorry about that Dave. We got so involved with sending an anniversary message that we forgot your birthday yesterday. So belated greetings and best wishes from us three. Kindest Regards Johno, Mary and Cathy

My great-grandfather's sister Lizzie went alone to BC in 1902 and spent 25 years teaching mixed-race girls along the Skeena River. In middle-age she became the second wife of Rev. Alfred Price who was a bit of a legend around there, for his refusal to ban the Gitskhan language. Instead, he learned it and translated the prayer-book. He removed the rope down the aisle of his churches that segregated the Indians from the whites, and with a group of parishioners, built the church of St John's Kitwanga, which I believe is still standing. ... Lizzie Subject: Re: [TRIVVIES] Another new member Hello everyone, I live in (North) Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada. My current interest is working on my family tree and Howard has been extremely helpful and patient helping me understand the Counties etc. in England. As for hobbies I love gardening especially growing roses. June -----

North of Birmingham, south of Manchester, west of Sheffield and about level with the top of Wales. I live half way between Bakewell and Buxton in a tiny village just off the A6 called Taddington. ... Come on Trivvies! Your memories of Taddington please, for our newer members. LIzzie Subject: Re: [TRIVVIES] New Member Yes, that would be nice and England is definitely in my "Travel Dreams". May, I ask you where is the Derbyshire Peak District National Park? I must buy a detailed map of England. June

Thanks, everyone for your kind messages. Edda's funeral is tomorrow (Wednesday) so some warm supportive Trivvie vibes for Shona would help. ... Lizzie Subject: Re: [TRIVVIES] Sad News That's sad, Lizzie . . . so sudden, all feelings are left in turmoil. Hugs, Jennifer On News of a Friend's Sudden Death by Felix Dennis 2002 How thin the cloth, how fine the thread That cloaks the living from the dead; How narrowly, from breath to breath, We plait our rendezvous with death. How swift the tenant flees the gate; The landlord's writ, come soon or late, Foreclosing slum or stately hall, Hard Bailiffs at His beck and call. How feather-light the feeble spark That shields us from the greedy dark; Unjessed our souls like falcons fly! How weak the lure, how wide the sky! lizzie wrote: > Just had a call from my stepdaughter to say that her Mum (the first Mrs > Calar) died suddenly a few days ago. A ruptured aortic aneurism. She was 66, > a year older than me. I'm sitting here in shock. My poor wee lassie! There > is nothing I can say to her . and tomorrow would have been Calar's birthday > too, and we always find that difficult. > > Can't write any more now. I'm going to make some cocoa and drink it under > the frosty night sky. I'll watch the starlight over the hills and think of > the elves conducting my predecessor on her way to the West. Her true name > was Edda, same as the great Norse epics. Tolkien would have liked that. > > Lizzie >

WRONG Wolfie .. I now can add you four to Big D ... who it seems to me can't get rid of his toe trouble ..think it's mainly due to his nail and like you Wolfie he is Diabetic .. honestly our kids worry you when they are small and get worse as they get Old :-)) So Hopping all 5 of you will soon get better. Castless Marlene/Mum [but far from pain free] in really rotten weather coming at us from down Mexico/Gulf area tangling up with cold from the west, ``````````````````` > > Sorry to hear you're having trouble with your toe. > > That makes four of us now, Maggie, me and Sheila > being the other three. > ..... <snipped.> > Wolfie __________________________________________________________ Sent from Yahoo! Mail - a smarter inbox http://uk.mail.yahoo.com

Hi June Another clue to the road you have asked to find is that it always appears to be within the area of the middle square of the map. Marlene `````````````````` > Thank you, Marlene > > I had a hard time finding the arrow. But I found > it! > > June `````````````````````````````````` ___________________________________________________________ Support the World Aids Awareness campaign this month with Yahoo! For Good http://uk.promotions.yahoo.com/forgood/