“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
Since when did Killarney become a National Park? I’ve read the Annals of Innisfallen. Brian Boru and his grandson Muirchertach Ua Briain must be turning in their graves. Muirchertach Ua Briain had a bit of a tiff with Magnus Barelegs, King of Norway about the title of High King of Ireland. Enter the Ravens of […]
My own personal Dangerous Brian is VERY OCD about cars. He is our go to when we need a cheap new/old car and he has NEVER let us down. He brings us the new/old car in pristine condition. All the way from South Wales. Clean as…and always with this air freshener hanging inside!!! Way back […]
There are many reasons why I like Mr Robbie Williams. I have it (all be it second hand) that he can be a bit of an arse at times. His bodyguards were first hand witnesses. BUT : I can cut him a lot of slack when he can write songs that quote Ghandi. Especially THAT […]
D’y’all know this song? Maybe not. It’s a “traditional” UK song called A Mother’s Lament. David sings it at the end of Taken at the Flood. See below. Your Baby Has Gone Down the Plughole(A Mother’s Lament) Traditional Song A mother was bathing her baby one nightThe youngest of ten and a delicate miteThe mother […]
The video below had me scurrying to my shelves to disprove wiki info. Darn. St Bart’s WAS “founded” by a jester called Rahere. Henry I’s jester. As in Henry I, youngest son of William the Bastard Conqueror. OG Source RRAN 2 (Regesta regum anglo-normanorum) numbers 1794, 1795, 1943, 1761…and NO…these are NOT dates. Anyone who […]
I was looking for a “business” partner to share a new venture with and have received – out of the blue – an offer from a fellow historian who has followed my work for a long time. Way back since my Weave a Garland days in the early 2000’s. Woohoo. Time for a partner-in-historical-crime, methinks […]
Sadder than Sad. A greater tragedy than even Shakespeare could write. Youtube IS IAGO. That whisper in the ear. That promise of wealth and fame. That endless promise of love and admiration. I have and will NEVER become a youtube TRUTHER. This was the set up for the fall from the beginning. EGO or IAGO […]
Our main international office moved from Nigeria to Dubai. So I ended up travelling to the UAE too many times to remember. I don’t regret a single moment there but Dubai was Always a place that made me feel…uncomfortable. For 1 : I’m a True Northerner and HOT is not my thing. For 2 : […]
I L O V E it when everything goes silent as I come out to play :o) As 99.999999% of MY Haters come from the Americas…they tend to come out in THE DARK. Via Greenwich Meantime in the UK. Where I live. In the night. In the dark. This is a good film from a […]
I’m currently – as I type – inside a BitchSlap with a fanatical yt commenter who TELLS me what to do. One day I WILL meet a worthy opponent and not some stupid attention whore. Maybe? ENTER THE STASI! BTW : My leaving celebration from Berlin was held in a Russian Hotel in East Berlin. […]
I was 12 years old when my Mum lent me her copy of the novel Katherine by Anya Seton. We were living here then, and it ignited my interest in local history. From Bolingbroke Castle to Lincoln Cathedral which are about 26 or so miles apart. And it also helped me with the English Royal […]
Barlings is just down the road from me. En route to Lincoln. The year after something happened in NY one September, I went to Lincoln to meet, in real life, a friend that I’d “met” online. She was a fellow writer and also (with her husband) the new owner of a publishing company in the […]