DYER

Oh. Erm. OK. I’ve said before that one of the names from my Maternal Norfolk Line was Dyer. We will close over the MS History of Amelia Dyer (such a common name!) This vid has sooo many crazy, bizarre, inexplicable links for me that I’ve gone totally Bats in the Belfry :o( P.S. I always […]

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My Inner Child

Despite being woken at midnight by the dog. And then getting up a 4 a.m. to get someone else up for work (?) – I woke up feeling kinda happy and childish. I’ve suppressed the vibe long enough. Time to be unconditionally SILLY and Childish. Enjoy :o)

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Remembering Miss Woodhouse

She was our English Language/Literature teacher – way back when. Poor woman. She must’ve been in her early/mid 20’s when she encountered our class! OMG…and she had a temper. I remember the time she broke into Middle English, reciting Chaucer to a group of 11/12 years olds and we all tittered mightily. Our bad :o( […]

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The Flower and the Leaf : John Dryden

I spent quite a bit of time with John Dryden (and The Gang) as I researched the 17th century. But I seem to have missed this poem of his. Well, it’s a translation…of Chaucer, I think (?) The whole poem is beautiful but these lines are relevant for me today :o) Just is your suit, […]

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Judge Not Lest Ye Be Judged

Proverb : If you judge or condemn someone else, you stand to be judged or condemned according to the same standard; do not judge unsympathetically or hypocritically. Judge not, lest ye be judged.” I have been judged – multiple times – and found guilty E V E R Y S I N G L E T I M E. But…for what crime? MY Holier-Than-Thou judges […]

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D’Este. Sforza. Visconti.

There is something rotten in the History of Italy. I first came across the image above a veeeeery long time ago when researching my novel. It’s the coat of arms of Hercule de Rohan-Montbazon. Hercule was the father of Marie de Rohan, the MC of Weave a Garland of my Vows. Check out – The […]

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Stockholm Syndrome aka Trauma Bonding aka Addiction aka Co-Dependent

Someone who I once knew but now don’t know/recognise/acknowledge has had every single platform kidnapped. But he’s loving it (?) Or is it just a fatal case of ……….. P.S. Greta Lovisa Gustafsson was born in the slums of Stockholm. Useless fact of the day!

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Faux/Foe

I REFUSE to apologise any more for MY opinions. I’m allowed to state them here…until I hashtagBAN myself! OK. Trend du jour. Every Dumb, Sick & HarryBAT is now either teaching History or learning History via YouTube Channels or YouTube comments on YouTube Channels. Every last one of them are now self-proclaimed “EXPERTS” (???) I’m […]

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Staring at the Prison Walls

And that must be the truest metaphor ever! I’ve spent the morning in a car park staring at the outside walls of Lincoln Prison. The prison is right across the road from the hospital – where I take a dearly beloved every couple of months or so for check-ups/treatment for his chronic dermatological issues. Although…this […]

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Truly. Madly. Deeply : Fallen

MY ego got in the way :o( I was always more Hans Gruber/Sheriff of Nottingham…..Fave scene below Than Jamie! My Bad. #Sorry!

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Ghost in the Machine

I adore this episode of Morse. And Patricia Hodge – who is beautiful but not in a “classic” way. And who was born in Lincolnshire ! Clueage – the computer reveals ALL!

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