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On the eve of my impending journey to my next assignment, this time in Lancashire I decided to write and update on My Camino and the journey so far. You may recall I wrote a post a short while ago about ‘doing’ the Camino my way. Well ‘doing’ it correctly is clearly advisable, so in order to gain some insights I joined two Camino groups on Facebook (I have since joined another). I have gleaned so much by way of interesting and useful hints and tips as well as safety advice that I am beginning to feel a little more ‘prepared’ than I was when I first started to lay my plans. Of course one of the most important aspects of walking the Camino is being at least relatively fit…a fact attested to by many of the walkers in the group. Feet appear to be the worst hit!

camino 2016; the journey so far

My Camino; the journey so far

One evening in May this year, my daughter and I took a walk from Broadstairs to Joss Bay; something we do quite frequently…go for long walks, that is. When we got back home, I suddenly realised that this is what I could do as part of my training.

We often walk to Ramsgate and since I walk a lot anyway this seemed an ideal way to up my distances and improve my fitness…..in order to keep track of my progress, I downloaded a fantastic little app called MapMyWalk that tells me how far I’ve walked each day, how long it’s taken me and what my pace is per km…I immediately started using it…..this is my journey so far! The app gives you a lot more info but those are the 3 items I’m most interested in.

Since starting these walks, I’ve learned quite a lot about myself.

1. I am far more durable than I though. A bit like the Energizer bunny I just…

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…keep going

2. I’m way more resilient than I thought. 319.11 km’s walked so far

3. I can endure walking in the rain!!! LOL

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not too much singing going on…but I did walk in the rain LOL

 

4. I can walk wayyyy further than I have since I was in my 20’s. Sandwich 28.54 kms

and

5. I’ve confirmed that I really do enjoy my own company.

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not a soul in sight…

Just walking, not responsible for anyone except yourself, gives you a sense of freedom. I’ve always enjoyed my own company and seldom get lonely. But walking on your own for 185 miles through a foreign country is a far cry from holing up at home with a good book, or spending a week away on my own, so we shall see. I do believe however that the route/s always has people walking or residents of the hamlets and towns along the way…so if I need company, I’m sure I’ll find it.

I haven’t had any of the lightning-bolt epiphanies that people say they experience when walk long distances on their own, but I have learned that in my 60’s I am still very much happy to walk and walk and walk, and talk to myself. I call it ‘doing a Forrest Gump!! I have some very interesting conversations. I also tend to rant a lot, which wouldn’t surprise my daughter in the least! LOL

I can’t share any spiritual or emotional insights so far, but that may well still happen when I do walk the actual Camino…..in the meantime this is my physical journey. The one day that impressed me the most was the day I walked to Sandwich!

Day 1 : 19/05/2016 Broadstairs to Joss Bay – I’m not sure how far I walked this day as it was pre mapmywalk, but its been really interesting since then to see my stats.

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Day 1. 19.05.2016 the day it all started

Although I haven’t walked on consecutive days, I have walked whenever opportunity arose

Day 2 : 22/05/16 : Broadstairs to Royal Esplanade Ramsgate and back : Walked 12.38 km  -2 hours 59 minutes

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Day 2. 22.05.2016 Ramsgate Royal Esplanade

By day three I was really keen to stretch myself a little bit so undertook a marathon:

Day 3 : 23/05/16 Broadstairs to Margate and back : Walked 17.94 km – 4 hours 5 minutes

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Day 3. 23.05.2016 Margate

As you can imagine after that walk!!!! I needed to rest for a day LOL  Then it was off to London for work and a new environment in which to stretch my legs 🙂

Day 4 : 26/05/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston and back : Walked 7.37 km – 1 hour 32 minutes

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Day 4. 26.05.2016 Kingston

Day 5 : 27/05/16 Thames Ditton to East Moseley and back : Walked 6.73 km – 1 hour 19 minutes

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Day 5. 27.05.2016 East Moseley

Day 6 : 28/05/16 Thames Ditton; circular walk : Walked 2.24 km – 25 minutes

Day 6 : 28/05/16 Thames Ditton to Canbury Gardens, Kingston Upon Thames : Walked 7.64 km – 1 hour 33 minutes

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Day 6. 28.05.2016 Canbury Gardens

Working so near to Hampton Court Palace was tantalising so I asked for an extended break

Day 7 : 29/05/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston then to Hampton Court Palace and back : Walked 11.59 km – 2 hours 42 minutes

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Day 7. 29.05.2016 Hampton Court Palace

On the 31st May my gear arrived!!! 🙂 I was so excited to be unpacking just some of the items I would need so I could start trying them out. However, with testing various items in the meanwhile, I have in fact discovered that there is much I actually wouldn’t need

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Clearly I am a fan of Mountain Warehouse 🙂

While working, my breaks are usually two hours and I found I could easily fit in a walk to Kingston and back. Although it was very hot over that period, which I found most unpleasant, I really enjoyed the walks; such a lovely part of the river.

Day 8 : 31/05/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston Upon Thames, Canbury Gardens and back : Walked 8.19 km – 1 hour 43 minutes

Day 9 : 01/06/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston Upon Thames, Canbury Gardens and back : Walked 7.81 km – 1 hour 45 minutes

Day 10 : 02/06/16 Thames Ditton; circular walk : Walked 3.93 km – 48 minutes

Day 11 : 03/06/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston Upon Thames and back : Walked 8.38 km – 1 hour 44 minutes

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Scenes from my Thames Ditton to Kingston walks

Day 12 : 04/06/16 Thames Ditton circular walk : Walked 3.43 km – 46 minutes

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Day 12. 04.06.2016 Thames Ditton circular walk – stopping to smell the roses

I was keen to make a 2nd attempt at a walk along the Thames riverbank to Hampton Court Palace, so one day I took myself off. I love the palace so it was a treat to visit, albeit briefly.

Day 13 : 05/06/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston Upon Thames then to Hampton Court Palace and back : Walked 10.90 km – 2 hours 53 minutes

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Day 13. 05.06.2016 Hampton Court – it was very hot this day..I rested in some shade

Day 14 : 06/06/16 Thames Ditton to Kingston Upon Thames, Canbury Gardens and back : Walked 8.72 km – 1 hour 56 minutes

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Friends – I’m sure I will make new friends on the Camino in time

Once I got home to Broadstairs after that assignment, I got right back into walking to Ramsgate and back, which I find is a good stretch without being too exerting.

Day 15 : 08/06/16 Broadstairs to Ramsgate and back : Walked 7.43 km – 1 hour 24 minutes

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Day 15. 08.06.2016 Ramsgate

I was keen to see if I could manage another walk to Margate and to my surprise found it much easier the 2nd time….I even walked right around the bay….When I left home it was overcast and gloomy, by the time I reached Margate it was a most glorious day…I do love living at the seaside.

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Day 16. 09.06.2016 the other side of Margate Bay

Day 16 : 09/06/16 Broadstairs to St Peters Village to Margate and back : Walked 23.59 km – 6 hours 23 minutes

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Day 16. 09.06.2016 via St Peters to Margate

Day 17 : 10/06/16 Broadstairs to Ramsgate and back : Walked 9.42 km – 2 hours 33 minutes

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Day 17. 10.06.2016 Ramsgate

All too soon I was off to my next assignment at Bexhill on Sea, and having worked in the area before, I knew it would offer great walking opportunities…and so it did. The East Sussex Coast is beautiful; very flat with pebble beaches, great for walking although I didn’t do much walking on the beach – it’s really hard to walk on pebbles.

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Bexhill on Sea

Day 18 : 12/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Cooden Beach and back : Walked 5.71 km – 1 hour 36 minutes

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Day 18. 12.06.2016 Bexhill on Sea

Day 19 : 13/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Road and back : Walked 7.03 km – 1 hour 42 minutes

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Day 19. 13.06.2016 Bexhill on Sea

Day 20 : 15/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Road and back : Walked 7.70 km – 1 hour 42 minutes

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Day 20. Bexhill on Sea

Day 21 : 16/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Road and back : Walked 7.47 km – 1 hour 53 minutes

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Day 21. 16.06.2016 Bexhill on Sea

Day 22 : 17/06/16 Bexhill on Sea circular walk : Walked 4.90 km – 1 hour 14 minutes

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Day 22. 17.06.2016 Bexhill on Seas

After quite a few decent walks I was dead keen to try a walk to Hastings and back. If I came unstuck I could always take the train back LOL. And so the next day, having arranged some extra time for my break, I set off for Hastings. What a marvellous walk. Truly beautiful and I so enjoyed the time alone with the sea breezes gently blowing off the sea. I felt that this is what it would be like on the route from Porto to Caminha which is where I would head inland to Valenca and then crossing the Minho river into Spain near Tui.

Day 23 : 18/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings and back : Walked 17.36 km – 3 hours 30 minutes ( I really enjoyed this walk).

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Day 23. 18.06.2016 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings

Although I didn’t make it all the way into Hastings itself, I did get as far as the Pier which was superb…it stretched quite far out into the sea and offers fantastic views looking back.

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Day 23. 18.06.2016 From Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Pier

Day 24 : 20/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Road and back : Walked 6.65 km – 1 hour 37 minutes

Day 25 : 21/06/16 Bexhill on Sea circular walk : Walked 4.58 km – 1 hour 33 minutes

Day 26 : 22/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Road and back : Walked 8.35 km – 1 hour 42 minutes

Day 27 : 23/06/16 Bexhill on Sea to Hastings Road and back : Walked 8.84 km – 1 hour 52 minutes

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Days 24-27. Bexhill on Sea

Even though most days I walked much the same route, with a few slight variations, I made the most of my breaks to keep my fitness levels up. I had all sorts of weather to contend with; blazing heat with the sun baking down, windy blasts from across the channel and rain…..rain that soaked me to the skin, at which time I discovered that in fact my shoes were not waterproof hahaha. One day I got so wet my shoes squelched.

After two weeks it was back home; once again to enjoy my lovely long walks along the Kent coast.

Day 28 : 25/06/16 Broadstairs to Ramsgate and back : Walked 8.90 km – 2 hours 16 minutes

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Day 28. 25.06.2016 Ramsgate – I stopped frequently on this walk to take a photos

Day 29 : 27/06/16 Broadstairs to Dumpton Gap and back : Walked 4.36 km – 1 hour 6 minutes

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Day 29. 27.06.2016 Dumpton Gap

By this stage I had spent a considerable amount of time planning my Camino and having decided to walk along the Portuguese Coastal Route, using google maps I calculated the various distances starting from Porto through to Santiago. On the whole the routes were averaging about 14-18 kms, which after all my practice walks I knew I could easily manage, but on some days I would need to walk up to almost 30 kms, so I was keen to see if I could walk that far and thus planned a walk along the Kent coast from Broadstairs to Sandwich….. 🙂 Would I make it?

Day 30 : 28/06/16 Broadstairs to Sandwich (train back home) – you didn’t expect me to walk home?? after I’d already : Walked 28.54 km – 7 hours 2 minutes

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Day 30. 28.06.2016 Sandwich

The walk to Sandwich was amazing. I discovered a path that led right along the top of the cliffs and so, after passing through Ramsgate, I walked via a twisting route to Cliffsend and then onto Pegwell Bay National Nature Reserve and finally to Sandwich, by which time I was exhausted and famished. But the views were just stunning and well worth the pain.

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Day 30. 28.06.2016 views across Pegwell Bay

As part of the Camino test, I wanted to be sure that I could indeed walk two long days on the trot (no pun intended!!) ….so next day, with aching feet and legs and a back that wasn’t happy with the backpack, I set off once again to Sandwich….I nearly made it 🙂

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Day 31. 29.06.2016 taking a lunch break in Pegwell Bay Nature Reserve

I did stop at the very edge of the nature reserve and then walked back….so…..

Day 31 : 29/06/16 Broadstairs to Pegwell Country Bay and back                                           Walked 21.84 km – 5 hours 33 minutes

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Day 31. 29.06.2016 Pegwell Bay Nature Reserve

Although I didn’t get as far as the town, I did have to walk back again as there were no trains nearby! hahahaha. But it was a fantastic day, well spent.

Day 32 : 30/06/16 Broadstairs to Botany Bay and back : Walked 7.90 km – 2 hours

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Day 32. 30.06.2016 The Stacks

with a 2nd walk in the evening from Broadstairs to Dumpton Gap and back, I walked another 3.54 km – 56 minutes

And then life got in the way……I had recently been to South Africa to sort out my belongings and ship them over to the UK. All went well and I got everything packed up and shipped over…..and then came the surprise…..UK Customs and Excise….even though the shipment was of no great value, my posessions were in excess of 15 to 45 years and older, and for my own personal use….I still had to pay Customs Duty on the goods. Urgh!! and so endeth my Camino 2016, which will now have to be Camino 2017 LOL or not!!

The shock of this news kind of threw me off stride (no pun intended). The cost of the duty pretty much absorbed my travel money and I didn’t want to dip into my savings. Besides that I had just started my next assignment, and due to the nature of the position I was unable to leave the house for any length of time unless there was another person there.  So except for one day (see below) that took care of that; no more  Camino 2016 practice walks.

Day 33 : 24/07/16 : Oveny Green to Chevening and back : Walked 7.75 km – 2 hours 4 minutes

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Day 33. 24.07.2016 Chevening Church

I so enjoyed being able to stretch my legs again after 3 weeks and thoroughly enjoyed the excursion. I got a little unwell while I was at this assignment and for no discernible reason I still find myself quite without any energy.

Since then I have barely walked any distances at all, except if you count my 3 day visit to London 2-4th September for the Fire! Fire! London’s Burning 350th anniversary events when, as usual, I walked my feet off (but forgot to switch on the app – duh!!).

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the City of London in wood…due to be burned on 4th September for Great Fire 350 event

It’s now mid November and I still find myself very low on energy, so my longs walks have ceased for now.

My plans for Camino 2017 are going ahead. For that walk I have decided to walk the English Way from Ferrol to Santiago. I haven’t yet decided on the precise dates, but suffice to say, I must get myself walking again.

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…follow that shell. I saw these Pilgrim Shells in Brussels recently and loved how they lead you to different pilgrim’s churches in the city

We went to Canterbury in August where we visited the East Bridge hospital dating from 1190. It’s an intriguing place, very old with notable Gothic archways and a 13th-century mural. Once a place for pilgrims to stay; a hospitallier….the word hospital derives from this, no ill people were treated there, it was more a place to stay…like a hostel.

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Eastbridge Hospital on the right; Religious hospital dating from 1190 with notable Gothic archways and a 13th-century mural.

Canterbury is one of the most notable pilgrim destinations and you may recall the Geoffrey Chaucer famously travelled there; his Canterbury Tales.

So not only am I planning on walking the Camino, I am also following in the footsteps of Chaucer…albeit a lot slower than he did!! LOL

This is my Canterbury Tale so far : My Canterbury Tales

The history of the Camino de Santiago goes back at the beginning of the 9th century (year 814).

I recently stumbled upon this site about getting walking fit for the Camino 

Since moving to Broadstairs, and as part of my ongoing venture; in the footsteps of Geoffrey Chaucer and my Canterbury tales, I have wanted to visit Gravesend. Last week I had the opportunity.
From what I have seen of Chaucer’s apparent route, although he did stop at Dartford, he didn’t stop at Gravesend, but it was close enough for me…..

Although recorded as Graveham in the Domesday Book of 1086, its earliest known historical record, its name probably derives from “graaf-ham”: the home of the reeve or bailiff of the lord of the manor.
A variation, Graveshend, can be seen in a court record of 1422, attributed to where the graves ended after the Black Death.

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…..where the graves end. Cemeteries I have visited around the UK

An ancient town in n-w Kent, Gravesend has a strategic position on the Thames and as such has played an important role in the maritime history of the country and London.
Besides the more modern aspects of its history, stone-age implements have been found in the area, there is evidence of an Iron Age settlement, and extensive Roman remains have been found. Gravesend lies just north of the old Roman road, now called Watling Street that connected London with the Kent coast. The Domesday Book recorded fisheries, hythes and mills in the area.
I usually do some research before visiting a new place, to see what’s of interest in the area. Sometimes I might actually try to determine the location of such places, but mostly I just head in and around and stumble upon the treasures quite by accident. However there was once place I definitely wanted to see: Milton Chantry, one of the oldest remaining buildings in Gravesend. On my meanderings I inadvertently managed to visit quite a few famous sites.
I left the station and headed along Stone Street and into Princes Street towards the river front and on the way I happened upon the Parish Church of St George and the statue of Pocahontas.

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Princess Pocahontas died at Gravesend in 1617

Princess Pocahontas – In 1616, after being presented to English society at the Court of St James as an example of the “civilized savage”, she became something of a celebrity, was elegantly fêted, and attended a masque at Whitehall Palace. In 1617, she and her husband John Rolfe and son Thomas set sail from London headed for Virginia USA. She became ill on the way and died at Gravesend of unknown causes. Buried in the Parish church of St George in Gravesend, the original location of her grave was under the church’s chancel. Since that church burnt down in 1727 the exact location of her grave is now unknown. As part of my exploration this was my first ‘port of call’ 😉
This statue was presented to the British people in 1958 by the Governor of Virginia as a gift; a gesture prompted by Queen Elizabeth’s visit to the USA in 1957.

Delighted to have discovered this, I continued on my way towards the river. Just past The Rum Puncheon pub I followed a narrow lane that opened up to the river! Just across from me was a huge tanker offloading at Tilbury. Wow.

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view across the River Thames from Gravesend to Tilbury

I stopped to find out more about the Gravesend Ferries and then continued on my way towards the Town Pier; the oldest surviving cast iron pier in the world and a Grade II* listed building. Between 1835 and 1842 over 3 million passengers were served. Around 1900, the pier fell into disuse and in 2000 the site was restored with funding from various organisations. It’s a beautiful structure and quite photogenic.

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Gravesend – Town Pier

Located right next door on Town Pier Square is the oldest pub in Gravesend; The Three Daws, an historic riverside inn dating back to the early 1500’s it is steeped with tales of hauntings, smugglers and Press Gangs. Converted from 5 traditional styled wood fronted cottages, the general structure is older than its history as a Thames tavern. Opened in 1565 during Elizabeth I’s reign, it was originally named as ‘Three Cornish Chough’s and renamed The Three Daws in 1745, large sailing merchant ships used to anchor off on returning from long overseas voyages or while awaiting supplies and a fair wind.
Located at the foot of the old High Street and the river edge, this pub has for centuries been the haunt of smugglers and raided by the old naval press gangs.

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The Three Daws, Gravesend

One of the oldest taverns in the country, it’s older than Shakespeare’s house, older than many well-known ancient buildings, The Three Daws is almost 450 years old.
Obviously I had to step in and inspect this ancient site. Unfortunately I didn’t see any ghosts 😉

From there I continued along the walkway along the riverside where I came to the Elizabeth Gardens; a small green space overlooking the river, it’s main feature a memorial commemorating those around the world who served alongside Britain in all conflicts 1914-2014. This memorial is topped by a beautiful statue of Squadron Leader Mahinder Singh Pujji DFC.

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Elizabeth Garden – Mahinder Singh Pujji DFC

Continuing on my way I walked along Royal Pier Road where I found what looked like a church. It is the St Andrews Art Centre and Gallery alongside The Mission House, a rather fine Georgian building.

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scenes of Gravesend’s history

I was ambling along having just photographed a row of ships anchors when I happened to look over the wall and saw the remains of the Gravesend Blockhouse; a Tudor Fort: built in 1543 by command of Henry VIII on the river front. Just wow. I didn’t know about that!

Just along the road, overlooking the river is the rather fine looking The Clarendon Royal Hotel. The main building dates from 1665, originally built as a residence when the Duke of York, later James II was appointed to the post of the Lord High Admiral.

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Royal Clarendon Hotel, Gravesend

I continued on my way and came upon the Royal Terrace Pier. Built in 1844, the prefix ‘Royal’ was added in honour of Princess Alexandra of Denmark who landed at Gravesend on her way to marry Edward, Prince of Wales, who later became King Edward VIII. Now part of the Port of London Authority’s main operations, public access is limited but I did get to see the rather marvellous sculpture of Poseidon; sculptor Sean Price, that stands out front.

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Port of London Authority and Custom House Gravesend

I then headed up Royal Pier Road towards The Terrace and turning left, on my way I passed the Old Customs House and right next door saw what I thought was a park…..I had in fact stumbled quite by accident, upon the New Tavern Fort and Milton Chantry.

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Bandstand in New Tavern Fort

Milton Chantry, built c1320. Re-founded as a chapel in 1320/21 on what was the site of a former leper hospital founded in 1189. I had heard about this being the oldest building in Gravesend and had added it to my list of things to see in Gravesend but when I asked where it was, I just got a shake of the head…..then as I neared the New Tavern Fort voila, there it was.

Milton Chantry, Gravesend

Milton Chantry, Gravesend

Built circa 1320 it is now mainly encased in a 19th century exterior, but still has its 14th century timber roof. Unfortunately it was all closed up so I couldn’t go in. http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/visit/places/milton-chantry/
New Tavern Fort: wow, right up my alley so to speak.

New Tavern Fort, Gravesend

New Tavern Fort, Gravesend

This fantastic site, part of a military presence established in the town in 1862, sported any number of awesome and fearsome looking guns pointing out over the river. Gravesend is/was located in a very strategic position on the River Thames and as such has come under attack any number of times. I had a most enjoyable time clambering about and viewing the different guns, from different ages.

New Tavern Fort, Gravesend

New Tavern Fort, Gravesend

Afterwards and in the waning light, despite the freezing cold I strolled along the promenade enjoying the scenes of the river, the sunset colours on the horizon and watching an old man feeding the seagulls that shrieked, fought and squawked over the food he was offering.

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Promenade, Gravesend

Making my way back to the town centre I visited the famous clock tower; Gravesend Clock Tower – okay this was easy to find, but to my dismay it was covered with scaffolding…..which is of course a good thing since that means it is being preserved, but obviously I couldn’t get a decent photo of it, so I’ve borrowed one off Wikipedia. The clock tower, dedicated to Queen Victoria to commemorate the 50th year of her reign, was erected by public subscription and the foundation stone laid on 6 September 1887.
From there I made my way back along Milton Road to King Street and then to the High Street to see the Heritage Quarter.

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Clock Tower at Gravesend and various scenes around town

Gravesend has one of the oldest surviving markets in the country; the earliest charter granted by Henry III, dates from 1268. Gravesend was sacked and burned by the Castilian fleet in 1380, and in 1401 a Royal Charter was granted that allowed the men of the town to operate boats between the town and London; the Long Ferry became the preferred form of passage….travel by road between London and Gravesend was perilous due to highwaymen.

Gravesend Heritage Quarter

Gravesend Heritage Quarter

In 1840 there were 17 coaches per day setting down and picking up passengers travelling between London, Canterbury, Dover and Faversham.

As I was walking down the High Street and photographing the buildings, I saw to my utter amazement the quite surrealistic sight of a huge tanker sailing past!!! As you can well imagine I ran down to the riverside to see this amazing sight.

Gravesend Heritage Quarter

a tanker sails by at the end of High Street..quite surrealistic

Of course it was well on its way by the time I got there, so instead I ambled along the pier to take a more close up pic of the gorgeous red boat moored alongside and then since I was there I popped into The Three Daws again…just in case I might see a ghost….

Gravesend and the River Thames

Gravesend and the River Thames

Talking of ghosts, as well as the link to Princess Pocahontas, Gravesend can boast links to a number of famous and well-known persons in its turbulent history. Although I didn’t get to visit any other sites with links to famous people, there are a number of names you would probably recognise:
Samuel Pepys – records having stopped off at Gravesend in 1650 en-route to the Royal Dockyards at Chatham.
Charles Dickens – found inspiration for the Pickwick Papers here, and lived at Cobham. In David Copperfield Mr. Peggotty, Ham and the Micawbers say their goodbyes and sail away from Gravesend to begin a new life in Australia.
Sir Edwin Arnold (1832–1904), English poet and journalist, whose most prominent work as a poet was The Light of Asia (1879)
Major-General Charles Gordon (1833–1885), lived in the town during the construction of the Thames forts…although I did get to visit the forts I don’t know where he lived.
I was delighted to discover that Gravesend is twinned with four foreign towns:
flag_of_france-svg Cambrai, France
flag_of_the_united_states-svg Chesterfield, Virginia, United States
125px-flag_of_germany-svgNeumünster, Germany
flag_of_australia_converted-svgBrunswick, Victoria, Australia

Finally I conceded that it was now too dark to explore any further and certainly too dark for photos so I made my way to the station. But first a drink to warm me up. I popped in at Costa for a hot chocolate to go. The contrast between outdoors and indoors was so marked that my glasses misted up LOL

Gravesend and the River Thames

Gravesend

And so goodbye to Gravesend. I’ll probably visit again in the summer. I love the Thames and there are areas further downstream that I’d like to explore.

Remember…..

I have just been watching the Remembrance Sunday commemorations on BBC1, a highly emotional experience, especially as I watch our Queen and her Consort, who is now ageing quite fast. I find the march-past of the veterans to be of special poignancy, knowing that they have fought for the freedom of the country.

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Remember

I’ve said this before, one of the things I really, truly love about this country are the traditions. I love that they commemorate significant events in the history of the country and the world. I have attended as many as I possibly can over the last 15 years and have attended Remembrance Sunday at the Cenotaph at least 3 times (my memory fails me as to whether I’ve been more often). Like Trooping the Colour it is one of the events on the annual calendar that I feel compelled to attend…from a sense of gratitude, thanksgiving, of obligation, of community, of being a citizen of the country.

Remembrance Sunday is a time for families who have lost loved ones in conflicts to come together to honour and remember them, for the veterans to receive thanks and pay tribute to those that knew who died in those conflicts. A time of national remembrance.

My daughter and I agree to disagree on whether there is any point in remembering these past events. Her thoughts are that war is pointless, that people go into the army through choice (especially these days) and that remembering these wars just keeps perpetuating the aspect of wars.

My thoughts are that these people have died in service to their country, they’ve fought to keep our country safe. They’ve left loved ones behind and died in foreign lands in order that I may live in a country that is relatively free.

But, I have to agree with her on the pointless act of war.

Crimean War 1853-1856  : number of dead 213,147 – 293,447. The immediate chain of events leading to France and Britain declaring war on Russia on 27 and 28 March 1854 came from the ambition of the French emperor Napoleon III to restore the grandeur of France….ego.

WW1 1914-1918 : 17 million dead 20 million wounded. The explosive that was World War One had been long in the stockpiling; the spark was the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne, in Sarajevo on 28 June 1914. Ferdinand’s death at the hands of the Black Hand, a Serbian nationalist secret society, set in train a mindlessly mechanical series of events that culminated in the world’s first global war….ego

WW2 1939-1945 : over 60 million killed or 61 million on the Allied side and 11 million on the Axis side. The Treaty of Versailles may have set the scene, but WW2’s main progenitor was one man: Adolf Hitler. Most historians of the causes of World War 2 agree that its seeds were sown at the end of World War 1…ego.

Since the apparent end of WW2 we have had:

1945 and ongoing : Korean conflict
1945-1946 War in Vietnam
1945-1946 Iran crisis
1946-1945 Indochina wars
1946-1949 Greek civil war
another 12 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1948-1949 Arab – Israeli war
another 12 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1950-1953 Korean war
9 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1955-1975 Vietnam war
26 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1961-1975 Angolan War of Independence
14 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1964-1975 Rhodesian Bush War
1964-1992 FULRO insurgency against Vietnam
1964-2016 Colombian conflict
1964-1974 Mozambican War of Independence
10 wars/conflicts around the word and then
1966-1989 South African Border War
9 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1968-1998 The Troubles
17 wars/conflicts around the world and the
1973 Yom Kippur War
35 wars/conflicts around the world and then
1979-1989 Soviet war in Afghanistan
3 wars and conflicts around the world
1980-1988 Iran – Iraq war
6 wars/conflicts around the world and
1982 Falklands war
27 wars/conflicts around the world
And all of these are just between 1945 – 1989 some are still ongoing.
1990-2002 : 65 wars and conflicts, some ongoing
2003-2010 : 39 wars, conflicts and insurgencies

My source for these wars was wikipedia. But if you really want to see the reality of our world at war since 1900, why not scare the shit out yourselves and have a look at this:

All wars in the 20th century I haven’t counted then all, it’s too depressing. According to the site I’ve hyperlinked it is impossible to be sure but at best guess:

Total deaths: 79,284,507 I’d say that’s probably an under-estimated figure.

Number of wars per country is an eye-opener, but what’s really sad is UK 30 & US 24. The only country with a figure higher than that is China with 34. It’s worth having a look…please also do read his comments on the criteria for the figures compiled.

Today, as for centuries past, our main wars are fought because of ego, religion and money…..oil and wealth; vested interests. Countries still go to war to claim land, to kill those they do not agree with and to protect their vested interests. Ego and money is what drives the world.

 

People have been marching for peace for decades and yet we are no nearer to not having wars than we were nearly 100 years ago. There have been countless wars around the world since the end of the First World War nearly 100 years ago: the war to end all wars.

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Harry Patch – veteran of World War 1

Well it didn’t end all wars, we are and have been fighting wars constantly and continuously ever since. We may not be publicly involved in all of these wars, but you can be absolutely sure that we have ‘boots on the ground’ in one way or another; vested interests. So 100 years on, is there any point?

Why do we have Remembrance Sunday when the UK is classified as the 2nd largest arms dealer in the world? http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/home-news/britain-is-now-the-second-biggest-arms-dealer-in-the-world-a7225351.html  with most of the weapons now fuelling deadly conflicts in the Middle East, conflicts that come back to bite us where it hurts.

It seems a moot point really.

There are fewer peace marches or walks, or anti-war protests than there have been wars.

Are we really marching for peace? or do we march for war. Let’s face it, people make money from wars. There will never be peace on earth. There hasn’t been since time immemorial and there will continue to be wars until the planet implodes or explodes.

Why do we remember?

 

 

 

 

It’s difficult to comprehend that someone who ran his campaign on the ‘values’ of misogyny, hate, fear-mongering, Islamophobia, racism, insidious homophobia, the mocking of disabled people and prisoners of war, with threats to deport people and the determination to build a wall between the USA and Mexico, never mind his views on women, could actually win the US Presidential election. But win he did!!

I’m guessing that besides much of America waking up on Wednesday to what has been a seismic shift in American politics, many Heads of Countries, never mind just ordinary people around the world are shaking their heads in disbelief!

My reaction when I woke on Wednesday morning to the news that Donald Trump was the new President-elect was one of wtf????? Has America gone mad…well half of America anyway! It must be a joke.

Because whatever the USA decides to do affects the UK, I and my family watched the (not so) Presidential race with amazement, trepidation and frankly disbelief. What I find incomprehensible, and it happens here in the UK too, is the mud-slinging. The defamation, the attempts to blacken the name of their opponent, the so-called skeletons that are dragged out the cupboard and flung about left, right and centre, the name-calling and bickering….all in the name of a ‘Presidential’ race? There’s nothing presidential about that at all. It’s horrendous.

What sort of example are these people setting for future generations. Young people who may want to run for the position of President of the United States one day? What sort of message does the constant nastiness and ugliness and name-calling and slander say to the children of the future about the values and behaviour of how adults should behave…most especially in as important a position as POTUS. The leader of the free-world should be setting an example of what it is to be a President. At the moment it’s not a very pretty picture.

I’m not a fan of Hillary Clinton, even though she is a woman, and it would be great to have a woman in the position of POTUS. I find her quite cold. From the perspective of qualifications, she was imminently qualified….especially in comparison to Trump. However, and this seems to have been the crux of the matter in many cases…she is part of the ‘establishment’. She is of a political family. She is the wife of a previous President who not only displayed very un-Presidential behaviour but was very nearly impeached and fired from his job as POTUS. So if people were sceptical of her values, that could be understood. Then we have the deleted emails and the whopping ‘scandal’ that questioned why she had her ‘work’ emails on her home server. Frankly I would have thought that was not allowed, but perhaps she felt they would be safer since apparently the Russians have and do hack into the Government servers. I have no idea if that’s true, but if we read it on the internet….well then it must be!! #not But what left me uneasy is, why did she have to delete her emails? What’s to hide? In comparison to the stuff we heard about the Trumpet, Hillary was a clean slate….or not? So yes, a woman in office would be great, but surely you would want someone who is unimpeachable……

With Hillary as President, I’m guessing it would have been ‘business as usual’. Since Wednesday I have read many, many articles (I’ve shared a few below) written by people, namely women who voted for Trump. While I’m still trying to wrap my head around that, realistically I know that of course women must have voted for him…he’s now the President-elect. But it was the why that interested me. Despite being women, one lady is not only an immigrant but she’s also a Muslim….yet she voted FOR Trump. In my mind that speaks volumes. Now please bear in mind that these are educated women, not the redneck, hilly-billy types or KKK members that people love to paint a picture of, but well educated intelligent women AND THEY VOTED FOR TRUMP!!!

I can fully understand the mindset of people who simply did not want another ‘establishment’ political figure to lead the country. They wanted someone to listen, to hear their concerns, to say they will do something to make their lives better, to pay attention to their pain, and DT did that. Even if it’s most likely to be a lie. He said what people wanted to hear. I read a comment on Facebook by someone who said they would rather have a failed businessman, someone who confessed on TV that he didn’t pay taxes, someone who lied and cheated and treated women as lesser than…..than to have someone who was of the political elite. It seems a lot of other people felt the same way.

Weirdly though, Trump is of the elite, the super wealthy, the establishment….he sold himself as one of the people. Hillary just did not do that.

As for the Trumpet….well, just wow. I can’t recall anyone besides Farage who is so nasty, with such ugly values, with blatant racist views. There are so many instances on live TV that listening to him you could only gasp in horror and shake your head in wonder at the people that cheered and raved and appeared to admire him. I felt dirty every time I listened to him speak. Watching the crowd, I began to have serious doubts about the mindset of Americans as a whole. The not so United State of America.

Ever since the band-wagon started to roll, and as the days and months have rolled by we have been treated to this abuse on a daily basis, one thing after the other from one party or the other. People calling for Hillary to be jailed. People calling for Trump to be jailed. One side or the other making threats, abusing people who didn’t fit with their model of the world, who didn’t agree with what their preferred candidate had to say. One by one I unfriended Trump supporters from my Facebook ‘friends’ list. I didn’t like their rhetoric. I didn’t like his rhetoric. I didn’t want to be associated with people who could support someone with so many nasty beliefs. Much like with our UK Brexit we were fed mostly the nasty side of life, the half-truths, the lies, the half-baked promises and the outlandish. That Farage is a cohort and champion of Trump doesn’t surprise me in the least….you know…..birds of a feather!

In contrast, the people on my Facebook friends list who supported Hillary were of a completely different calibre.  Instead they were concerned, they lauded her values, the positive contributions she had made to society, the groups she had championed. Their attitude was of such a softer and more pleasant disposition, that it was hard to not like the person they supported. I read some really lovely comments about Hillary that I almost quite liked her myself. None of the nasty rhetoric, the slandering, the spite and aggression that came from the Trump supporters (please note, I do realise that not everyone is like that!). But despite all that nearly half of registered American voters VOTED FOR TRUMP!!!

What we saw very little of (read media manipulation) were the good TV interviews, the nice comments and very little by way of actual policies that the two candidates would promote if they won the office of President of the United States.

So waking up on Wednesday I was totally shocked to learn that Trump had actually won.  I spent a few days just shaking my head….trying to understand why? I read as many articles by as many people as I possibly could, from both sides of the spectrum, trying to gain some insight into why and how this had come about.

I recently read this article and truly it amazed me and made me realise that folks in America just did not want ‘business as usual’ despite Trump’s rhetoric, some people were prepared to take the risk. Brave lady.

Then I read another blog post that spelled it out: “Trump seems to have appealed to the disenfranchised, the frustrated, and the many Americans who were disillusioned with an ailing economy, job losses, tales of corruption and a distant political establishment that Hillary appeared to represent.” And that seems to be the nutshell of it; despite his nasty rhetoric. The people of American like the people of the UK (those that voted) did not want ‘business as usual’. They used their voices and they VOTED FOR TRUMP! Just like we voted for Brexit. Okay now I realise that not everyone voted for Trump and not everyone vote to Leave the EU, but that’s the way the vote went. Granted by a small margin…but…..

Then I read this….. http://www.npr.org/2016/11/09/501451368/here-is-what-donald-trump-wants-to-do-in-his-first-100-days and frankly just wow, you can’t argue with much of that! If that is what Americans voted for, then I guess for at least half the population they made the right choice. The question now is? Will he actually be able to do all that he says? Clearing the swamp (as he calls it) is going to require getting rid of people in their Senate and Congress…mostly made up of rich, white families with vested interests in, and I quote what he said: “corrupting influence of special interests on our politics.” A lot of what he ‘plans’ to do is great, makes good sense (not all of it mind – the wall between USA and Mexico is abhorrent to me), and I’m guessing that before too long Trump is going to find out just exactly what it is that US Presidents are up against in the Senate. Much like Obama did. According to Trump’s 100 day plan it is NOT going to be business as usual. Interesting to see that he plans to withdraw from TTIP! Good luck to him. Let’s wait and see how much he actually manages to get done. Mind you he has a lot of experience in saying “you’re fired”. So perhaps he will thin out the corruption and make way for people who are more invested in the interests of the country than in their own personal fortunes. Although from what I’ve read about Trump, that is a contradiction in terms.

So where will it all end…..well I guess we’ll find out in the next 100 days and then the 3.5 years after that. If we haven’t, as some people predict, been blown to hell by then.

I listened to his acceptance speech and thought wow, what a turn around, no rhetoric, no slander…just pleasant you know. My daughter reminded me it was probably scripted.

I thought Hillary’s concession speech was nice. But reading the articles that speak out against her and her policies, I’m left wondering what it is that I’ve missed. I’m keenly interested in Politics and read quite a lot of Political magazines, and I know that in her position as Secretary of State she’s had to make some really hard decisions, but I’ve never, beyond the email issues gotten the sense that she’s evil and more manipulative than what she has to be in her position. She’s raised a strong, beautiful daughter. She stood by her husband through thick and thin. She’s worked well with Obama and for America. But somehow, millions of Americans revile her, some going as far as saying that if she had been elected, she would have started WW3! What have I missed?

One of my American Facebook friends wrote an open letter to Hillary Clinton that I thought was lovely (she said I could share it here…anonymously of course):

“Dear Mrs. Clinton,
I thank you for the service which you have given to our country. You have worked tirelessly many of your years for women, for children and for everyone who needed you. I can never forget being so afraid in New York after the attack in the World Trade Center, it was a comfort seeing you walking with Mr. Giuliani at ground zero (he forgot, but I did not). You were a comfort to the families who lost loved ones in the horrible event.
Being one of the many women who have blazed a path for others to follow, your tenure has been seeped with much controversy and negativity and yet you soldiered on working relentlessly, doing your part to keep the issues of women, children, the working class and the poor at the forefront. You have not lost, you have created a legacy that all women can be proud of. One day, I will tell my little grand daughter of the women who have come before her to make sure the she lives life to her full potential and I will tell her about you.
The curtain has closed for you on the political arena. This may be a blessing in disguise. Go and give to your family, your husband, your daughter, grandchildren, and friends what you have given to us. I am sure they will love to not share you with the public, for once. May God bless you and give you peace.”

And then there’s this: It’s going to be okay?  Probably about the most balanced comment yet on the whole sorry mess. I used to look to America as the land of the brave and free, as a country that had strong, powerful values. My daughter once wanted to emigrate there. I’m really glad she didn’t.

So like I said on my Facebook update on Wednesday 9th… Dear America. Commiserations.

Frankly, my personal opinion is that a lot people have lost sight of real wholesome values, both there and here and pretty much in many societies as we know them. I know each decade has it’s rebellious groups, it’s hate talk, it’s fight against the system, but, this is the era of trolls, of Rap lyrics that talk about fucking, and pimping, of reducing women to nothing more than trash; homies and bitches, of sucking dicks, of ‘going down’ (we know what that means), of killing, of getting your head blown and knifing, and shooting. An era of glorifying rape, drugs, drunkenness and shooting; mass shootings on an unprecedented scale. The era of chasing wealth regardless of who it affects, the Kardashians, of Kanye West, Big Brother and Celebrity Big Brother and all the nastiness that entails. The era of social media, of sharing naked pictures, pictures of killing, of trashing and mocking and persuading people to kill themselves. It appears that this has worked it’s way into the mindset of society, and as a result…..the vile, putrefying rhetoric that Donald Trump has spouted on his campaign trail looks normal.

Trump has opened a Pandora’s Box of everything that’s negative about society. The thin skin of self-restraint that governs the behaviour of our society, that keeps most people on the path of moral behaviour has been pierced. His words and actions, similar to some people here in the UK, have sliced open the very thin veil of control that governs society on the whole, allowing those who are not governed by restraint and self-respect to vent their vile behaviours and believe it’s okay to abuse other people whether white, black, gay, immigrant or anyone that doesn’t fit their model of the world.

And then we have the Evangelical nutters!! One of the people I USED to follow posted this on the day: What a HISTORIC EVENT!! God Bless Donald J Trump our new President. America you will be great again!! This was prophesied by many prophets and apostolic mothers and fathers over a year ago! I’m in agreement with heaven!! Come Holy Spirit!! Yes God I’m in agreement!!

Really????? I have no problem with people expressing joy at their candidate winning, after all, each to his own….but to attach that to a prophesy and say that God had anything to do with getting Trump elected….is just astounding.

She went on to say: Walk in hope, not fear! Walk in love, not hatred. May we come together in beautiful unity and may our diversity shine in harmony!!  Hopefully that that will be the way forward and people will indeed be able to come together in unity.

How will this new President pan out. Will he keep to his promises (hopefully many of them he won’t), or even be able to get them through Congress. I have no idea of who he is beyond what he has shown himself to be in open company, on T.V. and for all the world to see and hear.

All I can say is that the hope and light and gentleness, grace and elegance, of decent values and beliefs, of gentle humour, kindness, humanity and charity that Barack Obama and his family brought to the White House will most likely not be seen again…..certainly not for this term anyway.

Yes, I left the ‘s’ off of the word States in the header on purpose, coz from the outside looking in, it seems that your country has become severed at the seams.

And hopefully you’ll be able to put the ‘United’ back into the ‘United States of America’. As has been said; “if you’re not happy with the result, then get up and do something about it.” But please, please don’t allow the homophobic, racist, misogynistic, bigoted, Islamophobic, pussy-grabbing person that’s been elected as your President define your country or your values.

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choose love over hate

Good luck….oh and p.s. can someone please hide the nuclear buttons?

One of the things I love about this country that I adopted as my home, is their tradition of Remembrance. 11 November is woven into the very fabric of the country, her citizens and her traditions.

It was my honour and privilege in 2014 to help plant some of the hundreds of thousands of poppies in the moat at the Tower of London…each poppy planted a representation of the lives that were lost during that fateful war. The war towards which young men marched off so bravely to defend their home and country….to fight for the freedoms we enjoy today.

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Armistice Day – Tower Poppies on 11/11/2014 – We will Remember Them

I was honoured to have the opportunity to attend the event at the Tower of London on 11.11.2014 when the final poppy was planted and the final Roll of Honour was read.

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We Will Remember Them 11.11.2014 – the very emotional event at the Tower of London

It is fitting and quite right that they should be remembered. I have in the past joined the thousands of people who congregate at the Cenotaph on Whitehall on Remembrance Sunday (the 2nd Sunday of November), a experience to touching and so emotional it’s hard to describe. A time when we remember not only the fallen and those who have since passed on, but also to celebrate those who have fought in more current wars around the globe, who are now fighting a different kind of war….the cheers are deafening.

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Remembrance Sunday 09.11.2014

As a South African citizen far south of the equator we were vaguely aware of these events, but the clouds of war didn’t hang so heavy over our heads as they did the people who had participated and now lived in SA. I don’t recall ever, especially after we became a Republic, seeing or attending any events related to the two World Wars. My Grandfather used to take my sister and I to the Imperial War Museum in Johannesburg where we clambered over the tanks, planes…my favourite the Spitfire, and various other WW1&2 relics. When I was about 17 he gave me some of his medals (sadly they were since stolen by the natural citizens of SA) and that really was about as much as it touched my life…until I came to the UK.

I know there is some argument for leaving the past in the past, but if we don’t remember the events of the past how can we make sure they don’t happen again in the future.

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In Flanders fields the poppies blow…. John McRae May 1915

During the early days of the Second Battle of Ypres a young Canadian artillery officer, Lieutenant Alexis Helmer, was killed on 2nd May, 1915 in the gun positions near Ypres. An exploding German artillery shell landed near him. He was serving in the same Canadian artillery unit as a friend of his, the Canadian military doctor and artillery commander Major John McCrae.
As the brigade doctor, John McCrae was asked to conduct the burial service for Alexis because the chaplain had been called away somewhere else on duty that evening. It is believed that later that evening, after the burial, John began the draft for his now famous poem “In Flanders Fields”.

So, yes I buy my poppy each year, I attend the events at Whitehall when I can and I too Remember them….they deserve to be remembered.

They fought for my freedom.

They fought for our freedom.

At the going down of the sun, we shall remember them

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11.11.2014 at the going down of the sun…..

Update: 11/11 – I just came across this article and thought it worthy of sharing in remembrance of the lady behind the story of the poppy…it’s so poignant!!

Moina Michael: “The Poppy Lady”

http://www.greatwar.co.uk/article/remembrance-poppy.htm

 

 

On Sunday 6th November we were treated to a private tour of the famous WW2 Ramsgate Tunnels in Ramsgate!

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The Ramsgate Tunnels

The tour was conducted by ‘Mr Ramsgate’ the father of my daughter’s boyfriend…..he is apparently the most knowledgeable about the history of the town and has the ‘Freedom of the Town’. Quite cool. It was also ‘meet the parents’ day…she had met them, and he had met me…now it was time to put the two parties together and see how we get on. In all it was a great way to meet, and we all got along really well.

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from left to right…Simon, Jean, me and Ralph

The tour was fantastic and before you read further I can say up front that it is a brilliant tour and highly recommended.

IMAG4936 - walk to ramsgate The entrance and the initial part of the tour is located in what was once the original and now defunct Victorian Railway station.

After saying our hellos and introductions done we, so as not to upset the elves who manage safety, put on our helmets and off we went.

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the three of us at the entrance to the tunnels and me in my hard-hat

Prior to the clouds of war that descended over Britain and Europe this tunnel was abandoned and unused. The then Mayor of Ramsgate; one Mr A.B.C. Kempe, as a far seeing citizen who foresaw that things were going to get a tad tricky, thought it would be a good idea to build tunnels to protect the residents of his town. The plan was rejected as insane, he went ahead and after 3 years of planning the tunnels were started in March 1939. The first section was completed by 1st June 1939. Miles of tunnels in the chalk cliffs. Many people thought the tunnels were an expensive luxury and would probably never be needed.

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The Ramsgate Tunnels

When war was declared, Ramsgate was in the front line as the Battle of Britain began and in 1940 the town became the first casualty of the Blitz; on 24 August 1940 the sirens sounded and the citizens of Ramsgate took cover in the deep cover shelters. The town was bombarded with 500 bombs in the space of 5 minutes.

“Then, as the Battle of Britain raged in the skies above, the town gained another claim to fame on August 24, 1940. It was a relatively quiet Saturday lunchtime when the air raid sirens suddenly wheezed in to life. Moments later, Ramsgate became the first place in Britain to experience the full force of the Luftwaffe’s ‘Blitzkrieg’.

In the space of five minutes, a formation of Junkers Ju88 bombers dropped more than 500 bombs in what elderly locals still call ‘the murder raid’.

Even after the bombs were dropped, fighters returned to machine gun any survivors they could find, including the firemen struggling to douse the flaming gasworks.

Fireman Edward Moore would later receive the George Medal from the King for his heroics. More than 1,200 homes were destroyed. American correspondent Hubert Knickerbocker called it ‘the worst raid in history’.

No one is entirely sure why Ramsgate was singled out. One theory is that the Germans were en route to bomb nearby RAF Manston when an armed trawler in the harbour shot down the leading aircraft and the enemy turned on Ramsgate instead.

Yet the civilian death toll amounted to just 29. The tunnels had very quickly proved their worth.”

Then his plan was lauded as heroic.

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World War 2 – Ramsgate was in the front line during the Blitz of 1940

During the war, the tunnels became home from home for some residents whose homes had been obliterated by bombs and they made themselves comfortable in a space where they could shelter in complete safety. Many took up permanent residence and lived in relative comfort.

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Home from Home

Today you can go on a guided tour through some of the tunnels. The makeshift accommodation set up as it had been during the war. Some people really made themselves at home. The beds that were used for the children are still in-situ.

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beds line the tunnels…pretty much as it would have been during WW2

with a wonderful array of artefacts from that era and beyond. It was quite something to learn that most of the artefacts used in the displays belonged to Simon’s grandmother…..(Simon is the daughter’s boyfriend).  My daughter found it quite extraordinary that they have such an amazing and tangible link to their family history.

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this trunk belonged to a family member

After exploring the tunnels as far we were allowed to go, we went back to the main entrance and viewed an air-raid shelter; these flimsy metal flat-pack shelters that had to be built and installed by the residents in their own back-yards.

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Imagine how chilling it must have been to hear the air-raid sirens and know that an air-attack was imminent

Besides that there are some amazing props and rusting bits of this and that that have been used as props through out the tunnels.

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some wonderful props make the area most interesting

Not sure what era this fellow is from but he sure looks good 😉

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….a horse and carriage for a marriage perhaps? 😉

The bomb-proof deep shelter tunnels were dug in less than 9 months. More than 1,000 people erected makeshift homes in the vast 150 year-old railway tunnel.

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2 miles of tunnels could accommodate 60,000 people.

 

I can highly recommend a visit to the Ramsgate Tunnels; a unique opportunity to take a glimpse into Ramsgate’s heritage and ability to survive through the darkest period of World War II….. Ramsgate is a Royal Harbour and located on the east coast of Kent, on what was once the Isle of Thanet.

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Ramsgate Harbour for the Dunkirk little ships anniversary event in 2015

Last night I went to the wedding of a dear friend of mine. I met Lucy via twitter back in 2012 when I sponsored her for her Faberge Big Egg Hunt challenge – to visit all the 209 eggs in London in 24 hours. She almost made it…unfortunately some of the eggs had been moved, but the challenge gained me a friend.

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Lucy & Tom’s Wedding

Then we had the BT ArtBox sculptures and Lucy and I and a few other friends spent the day rushing about to find as many as possible. That’s how we roll in London LOL

Over the years our friendship has grown and although we don’t meet often we keep in touch via Facebook (and now instagram 😉 ) And then I met Tom…..we decided to meet up one year at The Great Xmas Pudding Race at Covent Garden, and I was introduced to Tom. After freezing our proverbial butts off watching people dressed in crazy outfits dashing about an obstacle course with Xmas Puddings balanced in their hands, we retired for hot chocolate and I got to speak to this man who was to become her husband!

I went to the house-warming when they bought their first home together. Lucy was one of my sponsors for my British Citizenship.

And last night I had the pleasure of sharing in their special day. Lucy looked absolutely stunning; very Audrey Hepburn. A classic neckline that framed her face beautifully, swept back and down in a V to a very tiny waist. The skirt flared out in a bell shape from a beaded belt, with covered buttons running down the seam.

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Lucy and Tom’s wedding

Her hair looked so elegant swept to the side, held in place with a diamante clip and tiny sparkly studs amongst the curls. Huge congratulations to Lucy and Tom on your nuptials. May you have a long and happy life together.

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the bride look stunning

More about the Faberge Big Egg Hunt

Read my blog about the eggs

Shopping for clothes

I realise that we all need to buy clothes at some time or another, but I am not a clothes shopper. For me clothes are a means to cover my body. If perchance I look good at the same time, then that’s a bonus.

I’ve never enjoyed shopping for clothes. If I can walk into a store, pick up a top or pair of trousers, pay for them, take them home and wear them – that would be my ideal scenario. But it’s not always that easy. Generally you have to search through the shelves or rails, find something that you actually like, take them to a changing room, take off the current outfit, struggle with loops of ribbon hooked over the hangers to keep the item on the hanger, slip the potential outfit on…only to find that a) it’s too short b) it’s too narrow c) it’s too tight (seldom too loose LOL) or d) I suddenly don’t like the pattern -actually I loathe patterns…especially flowers or stripes. I’m a plain and simple kinda girl….one colour, no patterns, no fancy necklines, 3/4 sleeves, fit across the shoulders blah blah blah

If I go clothes shopping it’s out of desperation…..e.g. tonight I’m going to a friends wedding. There is nothing, and I mean NOTHING in my current ‘wardrobe’ that’s suitable for a wedding. Ironically, a year ago ago I ripped through my suitcases and sent a massive pile of clothes to charity. Yes, you guessed…within the pile were clothes suitable for a winter wedding!!! LOL The story of my life

Other than that, whenever I venture into a store to look at and possibly buy new clothes it’s because whatever I’m wearing either has holes in the seat, the zip has come apart, the hems have fallen out (I never sew up hems), or the seams are slowly coming apart thread by thread.

Mostly I buy my clothes from a charity shop (one of the things I love about the UK are the charity shops). This works so well for me. Walk in, aim for the trousers rack, check for my size, colour black, cost £3 or £5, pay for them, take them home, try them on…..if they fit I keep them, if they don’t I take them back and donate them to charity hahaha. Mostly they fit…occasionally I buy something that looks great, I love it but never get to wear it and a year or 5 later I donate it to charity.

So today, I decided to go shopping. I was in need of new bras anyway, so this seemed like a good time to get the dastardly deed over with. Besides which I had a £10 M&S voucher I wanted to use. Thankfully my daughter elected to come with me or I would have fallen at the first bar. Off we went….

Walk into the store, first rail = perfect top…loved it. Right colour, a few sparklies for the evening, and just perfect…..till I tried it on. Urgh. The shoulders were peaky!!!

Trousers next…grabbed the first pair that weren’t black (just for a change). Except I grabbed a ‘short’ leg. hahahaha OMG my face when I put them on. They fit perfectly round the leg and waist, but sat above my ankles.  Like I said, thankfully my daughter was there. If not, I would have put my clothes back on and left.

But she volunteered to go look for more tops that I could try and long leg trousers. By the time she returned I was chomping at the bit. But I humoured her and tried them on…one by one they went on and came off even quicker…and the ‘no go’ pile grew and grew. But to my surprise there was one top she brought…one with flowers on that I took one look at and mentally said “no way!!!” But I tried it on and hmmmm okay not too bad. On the ‘to buy’ pile.

Then finally, with the little short tops I saw and really liked, in the style I love, 3 different colours, off we went to the tills….and did I have the voucher with me? No! hahaha I remember clearly removing all the receipts from the last few days from my purse and lo and behold the voucher that I have kept safe and sound for the last 4 months was amongst the receipts.

 

shopping for clothes

my final selection

Oh well….another excuse to go shopping #not!!!

Another day then……and don’t get me started about shoes. The only time I buy a new pair is when water starts to seep through the holes in my soles!!

So this is what I’m wearing to the wedding…with the addition of my scarf from Paris and a long black jacket I bought about 11 years ago

shopping for clothes

the final cut….

I have become so disillusioned with the world of politics after watching the sheer unadulterated ugliness that’s being perpetrated by the American Presidential election. I mean yeah, okay so they throw a bit of mud around to discredit the other candidate, but ohmygosh the levels these people and their followers have sunk to is disgraceful. I thought the UK political scene was ugly….but this stuff coming out of the USA is beyond belief.

It’s a really sad indictment on a country that is meant to be a world-leader when the people who are campaigning to become the next leader behave in such an appalling manner.

I can well understand the ‘not so well educated’ sector of the American public being swayed by vile rhetoric and unadulterated nastiness, but the fact that there are so many more of the ‘upper’ echelons, so to speak, who are doing the same thing, is unbelievable.

Frankly, I think they should just scrap the whole thing, leave Obama as POTUS for another 4 years and try to find better candidates. Yes, I know there are the protagonists who say he, Obama, has failed, and perhaps there are issues in which he didn’t succeed, but there is no doubting that from a moral aspect the man is unimpeachable.  His sense of humour, his fairness and most importantly his overwhelming decency is beyond anyone we have ever learned about or more recently seen in American politics.

Besides which, from what I understand of American politics, even if he wanted to push a Bill through the House, if the Republicans oppose it, then it doesn’t see the light of day. Of course every President makes mistakes, often they are misled, or misinformed by their ‘Advisers’ and make decisions based on what they would expect to be good sound intelligence, but from the stuff I have heard and read about both Clinton and Trump, neither of them are a clean slate with much by the way of morals. And if we have to believe what the media say (trash) about Obama, when you hear what the media have said about the current candidates, then as my Mother would have said “where there is smoke, there’s a fire”.

I understand that what the experts are saying; that Trump is appealing to the anger, the frustration and distrust of Politicians in order to galvanise his followers. More recently I read that he is in fact appealing to the reptilian part of their brains…that figures!!! We are all fed-up with the elite Politicians, but that doesn’t mean we have to elect someone who is so clearly dishonest…..he himself has admitted to Federal Tax Fraud by saying in public that it’s smart to not pay your taxes…..except that the poor suckers who support him, then have to pay more in taxes so the Federal Government can balance their books and so finance his fraud.

And then there are Clinton’s emails. Rightly or wrongly, she had them on her personal server. Of course the burning question is why? Of course, as Secretary of State she should have known better and cannot hide that under a bushel, but the thing that bothers me the most is the fact that she deleted them. If they were as she said, personal and she has nothing to hide, then there really shouldn’t have been an issue.

I was really excited that Hillary Clinton was running again this year, as a woman of course I would be, because we need more women leaders in the world….but I’m sorry, with all the stuff that is coming out about her personally I think she should fade into the night.

As for Trump, please God that he doesn’t win this election. We simply cannot have people of his disposition, dishonesty or temperament in control of the Nuclear button.

Never mind “God Save America” although God knows it needs saving, but “God Help America” they’re going to hell in a bucket….and that bucket is full of holes.

 

Well, thank goodness for instagram and facebook LOL

Since UPS have lost my hard-drive with all my images, thankfully due to the fact that I am fairly prolific on instagram, I’ve been able to retrieve some of my images from my #Camino2016 practice walks and other events…..so although (so far) all my images from the last 10 years are still missing…. I still have instagram LOL

images from instagram

thank goodness for instagram

I tend to make a fair number of collages on instagram which is terrific since it combines some of my favourite memories from my walks.

However, that still doesn’t excuse the fact that my hard-drive has gone awol in the UPS system, although it seems they have in fact reopened the case and are going to do a really extensive search for the package. Please hold thumbs

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