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Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever
The story tellers....We are the chosen. Each family, has one who seems called to put flesh upon their ancestors and make them live again. To tell the family story and to feel somehow they know and approve...To me, doing genealogy is not cold gathering of facts but, instead breathing life into all who have gone before..We are the story tellers of the tribe..

GUEST HOME

Bed in Summer

 

This poem is dedicated to parents, both past and present . . . .

In winter I get up at night 
And dress by yellow candle-light. 
In summer quite the other way, 
I have to go to bed by day. 

I have to go to bed and see 
The birds still hopping on the tree, 
Or hear the grown-up people's feet 
Still going past me in the street. 

And does it not seem hard to you, 
When all the sky is clear and blue, 
And I should like so much to play, 
To have to go to bed by day?

by Robert Louis Stevenson

vivent longtemps le requin

 

                                     

 

                                                           SAVE THE SHARK

A third of shark species and their evolutionary cousins, the rays, are at risk of extinction due to overfishing, says the International Union for the Conservation of Nature. The body’s experts say sharks are especially sensitive to over-fishing because they take many years to mature and have relatively few young. It is vital for governments boost monitoring of boats catching them, they said. The tagline of a popular  beauty product is: 'Be healthy. Be vibrant. Be beautiful… unless you’re a shark. Then, be dead.' This line of beauty products uses squalene harvested from the livers of sharks. Sharks used to provide the squalene for these beauty products are captured and killed by bottom-trawling deep sea fishing operations. Those operations use heavy nets that drag across fragile ecosystems on the ocean floor, ripping them up and replacing healthy marine habitat with deep sea deserts. Killing all sea creatures. Squalene  could easily be obtained from  olives grown organically in sustainable groves.

 If this environmental destruction were happening in order to provide life-saving medications available in no other way, perhaps there might be some reasonable excuse for it. But that’s not what we’re talking about.  The situation of the sharks in the world is dramatic! France has an enormous responsibility in the dramatic situation with which the sharks are confronted; Indeed, in Europe, France is the country which kills the most sharks in the process of their decline. France is in addition the only European country who persists in fishing the shark INTO extinction and whose flesh is sold in the fish shops under the voluntarily misleading name of " calf of the sea". In the Mediterranean, more than 90% of the sharks have already disappeared. If nothing is made to save these ANIMALS the marine ECO SYSTEM will be irreversibley destroyed.

In the world 100 million sharks are massacred annually. Food for the starving peasants????????? NO! Shark liver oil, known as squalene is used in cosmetic products TO PLACATE THE VANITY OF WOMEN.

Oil free moisturisers can be found in products ranging from ageing creams to lip gloss. To its credit Unilever, an international manufacturer of leading brands of food,personal cars and home products, recently announced that it will remove squalene from its cosmetic brands, including Pond’s and Dove. The French also to there credit, and my admiration, have stopped burning English mutton and are launching a campaign highlighting the wonton and systematic destruction of the shark. Today July 2 @ 12.00 at a cosmetic store at 34 avenue du General Leclerc, Paris 14arr. [ a model, I assume ! ] of a shark will be suspended from the upper windows of the Lush store to promote its pirate nemo soap. Lush products only use natural ingredients . . . amazing what you learn on Facebook !

 
 

1st JULY 1916

 
 After bombing the area of no mans land between German and English Forces in Somme region of France the English soldiers went over the trenches expecting little German resistance , but the Germans had large numbers of Machine Guns trained on the area and by the end of the day 20,000 British soldiers were dead and another 40,000 had injuries, this became one of the worst military decisions in history and the offensive was eventually stopped after 4 1/2 months with 600,000 British and French soldiers killed, wounded, or missing in the action.
  
 

They came from towns and villages from Astbury to Zennor. Amiens to Z.... They came from the farms, offices, factories and public schools. Pals from Manchester. Scousers, Brummies, Scots,Geordies,Taffies & Frenchies. They came from towns and villages often so small no one has ever heard of them. They left behind, mothers, fathers, wives, sweethearts, siblings and children. They left behind their country. It wasn’t for adventure or glory that they came, though some hoped for it. They came because their way of life was threatened.

This is not a place of budding poppies or neat white crosses..... There is nothing to inspire or evoke greatness, only acrid, oily smoke filling the air and stinging the eyes. The cachophony of heavy guns is so deafening it is impossible to think. You advance, the straps of your backpack, biting into your shoulderblades, step by step, rifle in hand, you advance, through a hail of machine gun fire, to Montauban, an impossible objective. Then silence. You crumble and fall. You are dead. Those who live lay in the mud, with the stink of your stale blood, and rotting flesh. The stench of cordite is your sacramental incense. They lay with bodies torn apart for hours, sometimes days, slowly dying. They suffer for each breath you and I take for granted. All they want is to see loved ones a last, final time......

This is the reality of war, at 6 am, 93 years ago, the week long bombardment of the German lines ceased. At 7.30 Whistles were blown and in near silence thousands of men began to advance on the enemies front lines.....for James Harold Boardman, age 25, a private in the Manchester Regiment, it was a stroll to oblivion. No cross marks his grave - just a name on a slab of marble at Thiepval.

HE WAS ONE OF 20,000 BRITISH SOLDIERS WHO DIED THAT DAY..............

 

  

The Thiepval Memorial, the Memorial to the Missing of the Somme, bears the names of more than 72,000 officers and men of the United Kingdom and South African forces who died in the Somme sector before 20 March 1918 and have no known grave. Over 90% of those commemorated died between July and November 1916. The memorial also serves as an Anglo-French Battle Memorial in recognition of the joint nature of the 1916 offensive and a small cemetery containing equal numbers of Commonwealth and French graves lies at the foot of the memorial. The memorial, designed by Sir Edwin Lutyens, was built between 1928 and 1932 and unveiled by the Prince of Wales, in the presence of the President of France, on 31 July 1932.

DIANE de POITIERS

 

The story of Diane de Poitiers should serve as an inspiration to all of us who feel not-as-young-as-we-used-to-be. Diane was born in 1499, the daughter of Jean de Poitiers and thus a member of a very ancient line. A beauty from a very young age, at 13 she married into another distinguished line when she became the spouse of Louis de Breze who was 39 years older than Diane and a grandson of Charles VII. When she and her husband came to the court of Francois I, she found herself immersed in the wonderful Renaissance atmosphere that she loved. This was a time when France was discovering the new wonders of art and architecture brought back to France by Francois I from his campaigns in Italy, where, of course, the Renaissance was in full swing. In 1531, her elderly husband died, but Diane remained at court. Whilst there she not surprisingly managed to attract the eye of young Henri later to became Henri II. Although she was in her 30s by then, and surrounded at court by many younger women, she was considered to be one of the outstanding court beauties. Shortly before Henri's arranged marriage to Catherine de Medicis in 1533, Diane became his mistress. Henri was only 14.

At the time of Henri's marriage to Catherine she herself was something of a looker and she was 18 years younger than Diane. In spite of this, Henri seemed to try to avoid Catherine as much as he could, continuing to pursue his interest in Diane. Catherine de Medicis did not take kindly to her husband's interest in Diane who was officially acknowledged as his mistress three years after his marriage to Catherine. The age factor added insult to injury, and things just seemed to go from bad to worse for Catherine. As Henri's wife, it was Catherine's duty to produce an heir (or better yet, several of them), preferably male, since a daughter could not inherit the throne in France. Catherine appeared to be incapable of fulfilling her duty in this respect. Of course, this failure may have had something to do with the fact that Henri seemed determined to spend all his time, day and night, with Diane.

Now this is where the story gets really good. Diane realized there was no love lost between her and Catherine. She was also aware that if Henri's marriage were annulled because there was no heir, he might have to marry someone even less accommodating than Catherine. Being something of a pragmatist, she made an arrangement with Catherine, agreeing that on some evenings Henri would spend several hours in Diane's bed, then go to Catherine's for a while, then return to Diane's bedchamber. We are told that Diane also gave Catherine some practical hints which we assume were not directed toward how she could cook a better pot roast. This evidently did the trick, because the future Francois II was born in 1544, followed by the future Charles IX in 1550, and the future Henri III in 155l, plus several other children.

So Diane did not exactly marry a younger man, she did come close, managing to retain Henri's love and interest until his death in 1559. Although Diane did present an enduring attraction, Henri II managed to squeeze in some other interests. One of them, unfortunately, was jousting. Periodically, Henri would throw a huge fete, which would customarily involve drinking lots of wine, eating the French equivalent of barbeque, and enjoying, as entertainment, a sort of recreation of a medieval tournament. Now this would have been fine, as long as the King just sat in the stands and cheered on his favorites. But that was not the sort of man Henri was. So, on one of these memorable occasions, Henri, always the life of the party, climbed on his horse and prepared to have a go at his opponent with what we believe were tipped lances. This did not turn out to be a good idea. Although the sport was aimed at simply knocking your opponent off his horse, something went wrong. Henri zigged when he should have zagged and the next thing he knew he had been nearly run through by a lance, which pierced deeply into his eye. Henri should have known better than to deliberately expose himself to such danger, because there was really no able heir ready to succeed him. In spite of his heroic efforts to produce children by his wife Catherine de Medicis, none of his sons was yet of age to assume the throne. This meant, of course, that when he succumbed to his injuries shortly after the tournament in 1559, he left France in the hands of at least one of his minor children.  In any case, with a new king on the throne, Diane suddenly found herself persona non grata at court. Since Catherine de Medicis was now in a better position to exact her revenge, being the mother of the king instead of simply an out-of-favour wife, she began to pressure Diane to hand over one of the most important presents she had been given by Henri II - the chateau of Chenonceau, something of a sore point between the two women.
Diane loved the chateau of Chenonceau. In 1547 Henri II had made her a gift of the chateau and in 1551, she had become the Duchess of Valentinois there. She is reputed to have ran the place with an iron but artistic hand, turning the already lovely area into a garden spot with plants and trees personally selected by her, including such exotic offerings as artichokes and melons. The balls and hunts given by her at Chenonceau became legendary. By 1552, Henri was spending most of his time, frequently without Catherine, at Chenonceau. Hence, the chateau had become It was probably to be expected that Catherine would want Chenonceau returned if anything untoward ever happened to the man in both women's lives. But when Henri died, Catherine discovered that Henri had not simply given Diane the use of the property instead, the chateau had been given outright to Diane, in spite of legal restrictions which specified that such royal property could not be alienated.  Since it was potentially no longer part of the royal domain, it would be difficult for Catherine to assert a claim to Chenonceau on purely legal grounds. On her side, Diane had not been naive enough to trust that all would be well forever between her and Henri, and she had prudently set about to make her own chateau of Anet quite comfortable just in case. A period of sparring ensued, but since Catherine's power was clearly on the ascent, Diane did the prudent thing and decided to yield, however painful that may have been for her. There is some reason to believe that Catherine offered to provide her rival with the chateau of Chaumont in exchange for Chenonceau, but in the end, Diane retired to Anet, where she died in 1566, seven years after the death of Henri.


 


Chateau Chenonceau is open to the public to view and it is the must see chateau during a holiday to the spectacular Loire Valley region in France. A trip to Chateau Chenonceau is all the better enjoyed for knowing a little history of those times before you visit.

Corina Clemence

GREEN DOORS & CENSORSHIP.

 
 
“Censorship reflects a society's lack of confidence in itself. It is a hallmark of an authoritarian regime.”
 
 
Two items hidden away in the recent deluge of news were two pieces about censorship. The first was about the Australian government setting their sights on gamers, promising to use its internet censorship regime to block websites hosting and selling video games that are not suitable for 15 year olds. Can you imagine the number of games that will be included?
The second was about the mandatory requirement that all computers in China are to carry security software, which is scary to this internet silver surfer. Are not most computer’s and televisions bought in Europe manufactured in China?! The apparent purpose of the Green Door software is to shield children from online pornography, but one imagines it will also block access to sensitive political and social online resources that the regime considers dangerous. The program is designed to thwart not just the browsing of undesired content, but also attempts to create unwanted content, it will for example shut down your word-processing program if the novel you're writing contains too many illicit words. The program could make China's millions of PCs sitting ducks for western hackers, to remotely install malware or spyware and of course, government officials could also commandeer Chinese PCs remotely. Because Green Door blocks legitimate content and increases vulnerability to hacking, it may provoke a backlash. It works with only one operating system, Windows; it may push some users to experiment with other systems. Many may learn the advanced tricks of Windows and its privacy tools. Taking on pornography may also be more difficult than the manderins think. It would run foul of the "Cute-cat theory” which says it is always best to post illicit content on extremely popular Web sites. For example shutting down YouTube may thwart a handful of dissidents, but it would upset many millions of cat lovers. The popularity of online pornography, of course, outshines even that of pets or, for example, human-rights sites or pseudo religious sites. There may be no more effective way of promoting awareness of anti-censorship tools than putting a ring fence, or dare I say, green door program between pornography and a generation of teens! A Great Firewall to censor political discussion has been circumvented before what is to say that history will not repeat itself?
 

LAIRD GLENCAIRN

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