Category: Photography

Things you would normally do (2)

….. in Pennsylvania in the 150th anniversary year of the Battle Of Gettysburg.

You would go on a tour of the battlefield. This the view from Little Round Top, the statue being of General Warren who first realised the strategic importance of the steep hill. Seeing the distances involved, and the famous landmarks of the battle; Cemetery Hill, Little Round Top, Seminary Ridge, etc. really brings home to you the enormity of the battle.

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Things you would normally do (1)

….. in Washington.

One of the first things tourists try to do is go to the top of the Washington Monument. On a clear day, the views from the top are stupendous.

Unfortunately, because of the earthquake in DC a couple of years ago, you cannot, but as you can see, the obelisk is under repair.
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Results of Photo Competition- Dwellings

Many thanks to all those who entered :

Janus’ soon to be ex-dwelling and good luck with your move to a very lovely spot without the wind turbine horror.

Soutie’s very pleasant Port Alfred weekend retreat by the ocean.

Christina’s “Des res, iron age style” : interesting take on the theme.

Christopher submitted a photograph of a modest London residence occasionally inhabited by HM Queen Elizabeth II.

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Keen on riding

Princess Margaret

As my cherished reader will recall, I once had the affrontery misfortune honour of lunching in the company of One’s sister Margaret at the Ritz, cos my then-employers in the ’70s sponsored one of ‘her’ charities. And a very nice lunch it was too. Except that she hardly touched it, but nipped out at every conceivable opportunity. So I was not surprised this morning to read that: “Princess Margaret prefers meals to be as simple as possible and not to last too long. Three or four courses (including cheese or fruit) for lunch, and five for dinner are quite sufficient….,” according an honourable flunky. I presume her sallies to the powder room were to satisfy the craving for nicotine, although she might possibly have been meeting her young stud, Welsh Roddy, who was occupying much of her time in between meals. Did he lurk in the loos, I wonder?

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-22303871

PS Roddy’s dad, Sir Harry, was an Olympic show-jumper

Mad Men – London-style

The old memory reacted to this portrait of Dylan Thomas by reminding me that when I joined the Kit Kat team at Rowntrees, his son, Llew was a copy-writer at JWT in Berkeley Square, W1. I chatted with him in the penthouse bar during my ‘induction’ visit in 1965 – a day-trip by Pullman from York which revealed some of the inner sancta of the agency and the luminaries who populated them.

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