Showing posts with label Spitfire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spitfire. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 July 2018

Old War Planes in the Market Place - Wisbech, Cambridgeshire, England, UK.


There she stood. A World War One Bristol Scout. It was Sunday morning in the Market square at Wisbech. Everything was closed but there was a group of people making preparations for a daily county fair of some sort. 

As I looked around this old aeroplane, I realised how flimsy everything was. Imagine going up into the sky in such a contraption. Knowing that a few bullets could tear the machine apart and you, the pilot, would be plunging down to the ground in such a thing.  


I walked around the Bristol scout for a few moments and took a few photo shots on my mobile phone. The more I looked the more I shuddered at the thought for the men who flew such machines during the Great War. 

On the other side of the square, I was surprised to see a Spitfire World War II plane. Like those from the Battle of Britain. This looked a little more sturdy than the Bristol Scout of WWI. However, not much more robust. It still had a look of vulnerability if hit by a few well-placed bullets. And when one imagines a short burst of machine gun fire letting off several at a time, the mind begins to shake at the dreadful prospect of air to air combat.


I got back to emptying the town squares litter bins. And was rather glad of it. 


Friday, 5 May 2017

The Skies Above Our Garden in the Fenland #UK


On St Georges Day, the sky above our house was clear and blue. A spitfire flew over to commemorate the day. What I love about my hamlet is that we always put a show on for England's patron saint day. The town had a fair with stalls selling all sorts of things. The day was a wonderful success and when I drove back to March from Chatteris after working my shift, I was surprised to see the hamlet of March still full of hustle and bustle due to the success of the St Georges Day celebrations.

The following Sunday, we saw this big balloon passing over. There always seems to be something happening in the sky at our hamlet of March. 




    

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

BBC News - Lancasters in first tandem flight over Lincolnshire

Lancasters in first tandem flight over Lincolnshire

Two World War Two Lancaster bombers have flown together for the first time in 50 years.
The Battle of Britain Memorial Flight's aircraft was joined by the only other airworthy example, which had crossed the Atlantic from Canada to Lincolnshire.
The pair was due to pass over Lincoln cathedral last Friday but the flight was postponed due to bad weather.
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BBC News - Lancasters in first tandem flight over Lincolnshire


Sunday, 3 March 2013

Moyra Melons Anti Gaming Consul Ear Rings

Moyra Melons went out bought a new pair of gaming ear rings because she was getting fed up with all the gaming consuls that were about. She listened to other women at work talking incessantly about their husbands becoming obsessed with gaming.

Moyra thought, "Sod all this for a lark!" She decided that her husband should have a real life, and so, with great aplomb and subtle intervention, she decided to plant the idea of different games into her husband's head. To do this she would need some real eye catching ear rings to take his mind off of gaming consuls.

With the new appropriate ear rings; her husband might be more inclined to play the sort of games she liked and hey... ! Guess What? It worked an absolute treat. He never even got to thinking of a games consul. His mind was too preoccupied on other things.

So Moyra Melons' method obviously works because to this date; her husband has shown no inclination to do games consuls in any way shape or form. He continues to like his wife's games better.

So, yet again; Moyra Melons pulls one out of the bag again with her magic ear rings. Funny how a simple little pair of ear rings can distract a bloke's attention from the gaming consuls, don't you think?

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

UFO Discovered Under the Sea


UFO Lying On The Bottom Of The Baltic Sea?

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A Swedish expedition team has found an unidentified object at the bottom of the Baltic Sea, leaving some to believe it’s the remnants of an extra-terrestrial ship.

Scientists went off on a deep-water dive to debunk some theories about the underwater object, but were left with more questions than they had answers.

The divers found that the object was raised about 10 to 13 feet above the seabed, and curved in at the sides.

“First we thought this was only stone, but this is something else,” Ocean X team diver Peter Lindberg said in a press release.
The object had an egg shaped hole leading into it from the top, working like an opening. On top of the object, they found strange stone circle formations, which resembled small fireplaces. The stones were covered in something that resembled “soot.”

“During my 20-year diving career, including 6000 dives, I have never seen anything like this. Normally stones don’t burn. I can’t explain what we saw, and I went down there to answer questions, but I came up with even more questions “, Stefan Hogeborn, one of the divers at Ocean X Team, said in the press release.

Farther back from the object, the Ocean X team said that they could see a “runway” or a downhill path that is flattened at the seabed with the object at the end of it.

“As laymen we can only speculate how this is made by nature, but this is the strangest thing I have ever experienced as a professional diver“, continues Peter Lindberg, one of the founder Ocean X Team.

Scientists are currently examining samples from the circle-shaped object, and experts in sonar imaging are processing data from the “ship” to help shed more light on what exactly this underwater object is.

The outline of the ship on pictures resembles the famous Star Wars ship the “Millennium Falcon.”

Lindberg said the odd thing about the discovery is that there is no silt on the rock, which is an ordinary thing to find when lying at the bottom of the sea.

He also told Fox News that the object is “disc-shaped” and “appears to have construction lines and boxes drawn on it.”

Lindberg told the news agency that the Americans and Japanese “are much more excited” about the discovery than the local Swedish people.

Monday, 1 October 2012

Splendid Talk About The Vietnam War: Reasons for Failure - Why the U.S. Lost



Take your time and listen to the reasons why a colossal super power like the USA came up against difficulty during the Vietnam War. These American historical analyse people go into great depth about the reasons why US forces came up against many unforeseen dilemmas during this intense war that raged through the 60s and into the 70s.
 
These interviewers and analyst cover a wide range of far reaching topics and consequences that US soldiers had to endure against an enemy that was in control of the terrain and could adapt to US military techniques. 

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Here Come The Double Deckers - theme tune

Here Come The Double Deckers was a children's programme from the early 1970s. I remember it well - more so for the song and the character called Brains. It was a combined British/American production that only run for seventeen episodes. It was scheduled for more episodes but was terminated before the full production itinerary could be completed. 

It was about a group of seven children who had a secret den on a double decker bus inside a junk yard. 



Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Suede - Trash



Suede are a strange yet compelling band. Their songs are good and this video is well crafted. 

Moyra Melons' Earrings Battle Economic Truths of News Media.


"What do you think of these?" demanded Moyra Melons - searching for an opinion from her husband, concerning her latest earrings.

"Erm - very nice dear," he tutted.

They are exquisite and subtle aren't they?" She enquired.

"Subtle?" He exclaimed, raising an eyebrow.

Moyra turned to him and replied. "Yes - subtle is what I want this pair to be. Don't you agree with me?" 

Her husband came over in a hot flush and began to stutter. "I can hardly say subtle, though they are exquisite."

Moyra pulled a mock sad face. "I want subtle and exquisite - just exquisite is not good enough."

"Well my dear," began her husband who was finding it difficult to contain himself. "Allow me to explain." 

The door closed and after a time - a rather long time, Moyra Melons emerged with a windswept and rather gratified look. Also, she had decided to settle for just exquisite without subtle playing any part in her new earrings look. No amount of retro British understatement could mask the real news of Moyra's exquisite earrings.

Moyra Melons hopes such fine earrings will take one's mind off of the way our TV news and newspapers present fake news concerning our nation. If we can peddle economic truths and pussyfoot around real issues, omit obvious facts by owning the debate and choosing which things to focus on, we can sleepwalk people into all sorts of controlled beliefs. 

Don't Be Blinded by Economic Truth.


Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Flowered Up - Weekender



This song takes me back to my youth when living and working in London during the 1980s. This was made a little later then that, I think - perhaps about late 80s or early 90s, but my time was late 70s and 80s. This flicks a chord for me on the memory front. It takes me back to the way I used to feel. At first it is nostalgic and up lifting, but as the song sucks you in, the meaning of the weekender life style comes back to me. You reach a point when you have to take a step back and reflect on where you are going. It is also contradictory within me, because part of me wants to plunge back into the video and re-live old memories, but then the more sinister things about weekender reality kick in. It is a very well crafted video and the song is very well complimented by this great work of art. It conjures up all sorts of emotions and memories - good at first and then reminding of the more dark side too.


Monday, 29 August 2011

Insect eating Venus Flytraps


I had a Venus fly trap, but it only worked once and then died. Still it did catch one fly. These flesh eating plants have always fascinated me and this documentary clip shows how the biological contraption works. When you look at tiny intricacies like this and think of all the other wonders of life; I can't help thinking that such things don't come about by accident. If evolution does exist; it must be guided by some all seeing all knowing entity. In this clip I found myself wondering about the trapped fly's compound vision - the advance biological engineering makes the mind boggle.




Sunday, 28 August 2011

RAF WWII air craft - Bristol Blenheim

 


The Bristol Blenheim was a innovative plane when it was designed in the 1930s decade, but by the time of the second world war, it had become almost obsolete against the fighters of Germany. They men who piloted these smart looking aircraft had their work cut out for them. They were used mainly during the early stages of the war with limited success. When the battle of Britain started, squadrons of Bristol Blenheim's made daring raids into German occupied Europe in an attempt to destroy aircraft on the ground. There was some success, but there were also high casualties among Blenheim air crew.
 

Eventually it was developed as a night time raider and achieved a little more success in this role. The crews, like all RAF, were brave men and on one raid, in Denmark, there was said to have been a 100% loss. This aircraft was also used by the Finnish air force against the Soviet Union and the Canadians redeveloped it as a training craft and submarine hunter.  


 





Clive Of India - 1725 to 1774

Clive of India
In 1707 a great Indian Emperor died. His Empire – the Mughal Empire covered much of India’s Bengal and more. The sub-districts within the empire were sectioned off as Viceroys, Nawabs, Sardars took control of various provinces. The Mughal Empire went into decline and various people across the world and from within India saw a chance to make huge sums of money. In this day and age, we might say these were ruthless men and perhaps they were. They lived in a ‘sink or swim’ world where the strong and treacherous got to the top, but had to watch their backs constantly. Shipping merchants from the European powers of United Kingdom (Great Britain), France, Spain, Portugal, Holland and Denmark all went into the melting pot of these rich Indian provinces, where competing Nawabs, Sardars and Viceroys were all jostling for control and using the ambitious European powers to secure and play one off against the other. Likewise the European powers could do the same thing. If a Nawab would not show favour to a specific European nation this nation could find a disgruntled Indian of high rank to usurp an unfavourable despot. Thus placing and supporting a loyal puppet of their own – a puppet that wanted to be rich and powerful also.

The British developed strategies and tricks that took them to the top enabling them to win all of India and its trade rights. In the beginning, the found a champion of intrigue – a young pen pusher, some might be bold enough to say. However, this young book keeper for the East India Company was to do some outrages things that would bring Britain great wealth and him too. The Man’s name was Robert Clive and perhaps if he were on trial today, he might have been convicted of corruption and extortion. I’m not trying to mar or dirty Robert Clive because he lived in a dog eat dog world. If a nation was not dominant then it could be over run. I just think that Robert Clive might have been an exceptionally ruthless man that belonged to Britain. Perhaps we should be grateful for this at the time when he was alive. I can’t help thinking that if he lived in 1920s New York or Chicago, he might have been slugging it out with gangsters. I admire him, but I’m not sure if I would have liked him socially. Of course this is just speculation, so…

Clive of India is a nickname given to Robert Clive who lived from the years 1725 to 1774 when he died aged forty nine. He is known to most people by his nickname and is probably known more by British Asians then most British Caucasians. He was born in 1725 at a place called Styche which is the family estate near Market Drayton in Shropshire – an English county that boarders Wales. The family had owned these lands during the time of the Plantagenet Norman Kings. Robert Clive was the eldest son of thirteen children.

He was believed to have been a mischievous boy and there are stories of his antics in Market Drayton. He is supposed to have climbed a church tower and posed as a gargoyle to scare people in the town. He was of a bullying nature and even tried to set up a protection racket with a gang of youths under his command. They threatened merchants who would not abide. Also he was expelled from a number of schools and appears to have been a very unruly person in youth. Because of this his educational development, where scholarship was concerned, suffered.

Robert Clive was certainly a cut against the grain. He does not appear to be a person of conformed habits perhaps a bit of a chance taker. He had writing skills and made some speeches in Parliament. Because of his social status he was able to get away with things that the more modest person could not dare to have done. He seems to have been able to enter into government or the fringes of such at a young age.
At the age of just eighteen Robert Clive went to Madras in India as a writer for the famous British East India Company. At this time India was a land of warring factions – feudal nations that had fragmented due to an Emperor's death about forty years earlier. Some of these fragmented states were Hindu and others were Muslim. European nation were competing for trade with these mini nations and Britain competed with France-each nation trying to out do one another concerning trade privileges among the emerging and powerful viceroys and sardars that ruled the various fractured provinces of this region of India-the declining Mughal Empire.
These various European traders tried to protect their trade interests in the various regions they began to raise independent armies for protection. The East India Company did so, recruiting Indians as soldiers to stand alongside British troops. In time the East India Company developed an independent armed force serving the interests of the British government and its own trade purposes. The company began to secure land and collect revenue.

Clive was in a part of India where France and Britain contested trade privileges by supporting warring fractions of the Nawab-left over from the declining Mughal Empire. The young political soldier (Clive) quickly gained influence and helped Britain gain dominance by installing tyrants that the East India Company and Britain could use for their own aims. There were challenges by other neighbouring Indian rulers but these were met with force as Clive earned himself a reputation for trying to over run and rule all of Bengal for the British East India trade company.

There were trials and tribulations during this time that brought about Clive's rise to prominence. When the city of Madras was attacked by French troops, there was a period of several days of bombardment before the British forces surrendered. During negotiations Clive and a few other officials managed to escape and for this Clive earned an ensign's commission. The siege ended with the arrival of Mughal troops.

In the following couple of years new alliances were made as new rulers gained power in different states. Many of these Indian rulers were sympathetic to France. The British took sides with the ousted Muslim ruler called Mahommed Ali Wallajah. The French for their support of the new regimes were awarded vast areas of land that yielded sizable incomes each year.

The British East India Company had weakened forces due to the withdrawal of troops from India under Admiral Boscawen. Clive remained and had been made a Captain. He drew up a plan to divide the opposing enemy's forces. Britain and France were not at war during this period but an industrial trade company (East India Company) was and in a far off land. In effect, the French were fighting a war against this overseas company.

In 1751, the French supported Chanda Sahib led an army to attack British supported Mahommad Ali Wallajah in a place called Trichinopoly, but Captain Robert Clive led a sneak attack on the vacated fortress at Arcot during a thunderstorm, with two hundred European soldiers and three hundred Sepoys. By the time Chanda Sahib and his French allies realised what was afoot, Clive and his small army were securing the fortress at Arcot – the very place Chanda Sahib had left to begin his campaign. He was forced to divide his force and send his son (Raza Sahib) back to lay siege on his own fortress

Clive and his force held the fort until two thousand Maratha horse were sent by Mahommad Ali Wallajah under the command of two Sardars. The short campaign ended in a victory and Mahommad Ali Wallajah won his status in a peace treaty. The British had championed his cause and gained further influence by this. The success of this inflated Clive’s reputation and he became a household name in Britain and earned a celebrity throughout Europe.

He returned home in 1753 to much praise and was spoken highly off my Prime Minister William Pitt the Elder. He had married before leaving India and was able to set up home in London and other areas of Britain and Ireland. He had won vast wealth for himself and high praise for the East India Company and Great Britain.

He returned to India in 1755 to be deputy governor of Fort St David, the place he had escaped to during the capture of Madras by French troops in 1746, nine years earlier. He was now a Lieutenant-Colonel in the King’s army. On the way to India, a ship containing his wealth of £33,000 was shipwrecked and sunk off of Port Elizabeth in South Africa.

Clive took part in a siege at Gheriah. It was a joint army and navel affair with Maratha allies. The fortress was taken easily, but upon return to Fort St David, Clive received disastrous news from Calcutta. A new Nawab of Bengal had come to power in early 1756. His name was Siraj Ud Daulah and he had captured Calcutta and imprisoned one hundred and forty six British people – his soldiers cramming them into a cell that was inadequate for their needs. It was during the blistering hot summer and due to the confined and heated conditions one hundred and twenty three of the prisoners died. It became known in history as, The Black Hole of Calcutta. There was also a catastrophic cost to investors as an estimated two million pounds was lost. The British government made the usual diplomatic protests to the Nawab Siraj Ud Daulah, but there was no response. By the end of 1756 Clive and Admiral Charles Watson were despatched with an army to confront the Nawab of Bengal’s forces.


First the fortress of Baj-Baj was attacked from sea while Clive lead ground troops to assault. The fortress fell with considerable ease. Then two days into the new year of 1757, Calcutta was recaptured by British forces of Lieutenant-Colonel Clive. One month later the Nawab of Bengal led his forces to a position east of Calcutta where Clive had his army encamped. There were five hundred and forty British soldiers, six hundred Navy personnel and eight hundred Sepoys plus some artillery pieces under Clive’s command. The Nawab was said to have had some forty thousand horse and sixty thousand infantry. It took two days for his forces to assemble. The actual figures are probably over estimated because they were taken by a British officer who was present at the battle. However, the Nawab,s numerical advantage was considerable. What happened next was called the ‘Calcutta Gauntlet’ as Clive launched an attack on the Nawab’s camp in the early hours of 5th February 1757. The small force marched through the camp running a gauntlet of fire but returning fire as they went into the enemy position. The whole affair was a sight to behold as the British had fifty seven men killed and around one hundred and twenty wounded.


Calcutta Gauntlet

This action intimidated Nawab Siraj Ud Daulah and even though his large army was not defeated, he sued for peace terms recognising control of Calcutta to the British and compensating the East India Company for the losses it had incurred.

In many ways this show of weakness left the Nawab in a bad light among his own sub commanders and secretly they began to plot against him. One such man was Mir Jafar – an ambitious man who saw a chance to become the new Nawab if Siraj Ud Daulah could be illuminated. He entered into a pact with the British who were willing to support the treacherous man if he could help them defeat the French colony at Chandemagore and pay a million in sterling for the losses at Calcutta. There was a meeting, at which, Clive was present. The Nawab (Siraj Ud Daulah) was going to aid the French in a new war between Britain and France. If the British tried to take the French colony at Chandemagore, the Nawab and French troops would confront them.

When summer of 1757 came the British under Clive marched towards the colony following the Houghly river tributary. They were making for the fortress of Murshidabad, the capitol of the Mughal viceroys. A few miles before Murshidabad are a large grove where mango trees were growing. The place was called Plassey and it was here that Clive would burn his way into the history books. To be fair it was not the battle one might expect, but its result would have far reaching concequences. Again, Clive was vastly outnumbered and as he arrived at Plassey there was a downpour of monsson rain. The British kept their cannon covered knowing that they could ill afford wet gun powder.

The soldiers under Clive numbered a little over three thousand men – one thousand British and two thousand Sepoy with nine cannons. Clive was concerned and did hesitate for some time. His pact with the traitor Mir Jafar was not a sure thing and such a devious man could not be relied upon. In the end Clive decided to gamble on Mir Jafar’s lust for power and greed.

The battle began with cannon salvos. The Nawab’s (Siraj Ud Daulah) forces were held back during this exchange of cannon fire. Eighteen thousand horse, fifty thousand foot soldiers and fifty three cannon. Some of the Nawab’s artillery force was manned by French units and these were able to keep up with the British cannon fire. However, the larger section of the Nawab’s Indian artillery had become ineffective in the rain. When the rain began to ease and the British artillery stopped firing, one of the Nawab’s commanders named Mir Madan Khan supposed the British had spent all their shells and decided to lead an attack of horsemen.


As Mir Madan Khan lead the charge, the British artillery units filled their cannon with grape shot while Sepoys and British soldiers formed lines in the mango groves. The sudden controlled fire power was withering. It caused carnage for the Nawab’s horsemen and Mir Madan Khan was killed. At the appointed time the British saw their traitor (Mir Jafar) lead a sizeable section of the Nawab’s army away from the battle. The odds had changed and Clive’s forces had lost just twenty two men in the battle while five hundred of the Nawab’s men had been killed.

The British force then marched on Murshidabad and instated Mir Jafar as Nawab. The French colony of Chandemagore was taken. Siraj Ud Daulah tried to escape with what wealth he could muster but was captured by Mir Jafar’s troops. He was executed by an assassin. This victory instated the British in full control of Bengal. It was the beginning of British imperial Indian rule – the British Raj. Though there would be more conflicts to come, Clive had established the foundation.

In 1760, Clive returned to Britain as an extremely rich man. He was hailed as a hero although others thought him ruthless. The ordinary Indian peasants were taxed to the hilt by the East India Company and new Nawab Mir Jafar was forced to levy many charges on them to pay the East India Company. It has often been said that the British did good for many Indians when it was under the Raj. But during these preceding years there was a great deal of corruption. One type of tyranny had been replaced by a foreign one.

In 1765 Clive returned to India in a vain attempt to reform what was going on amid the extortion and corrupt developments between viceroys and businessmen. In this he was unsuccessful though he did bring about some reforms to the army in India. Try as he might, concerning the gift and inappropriate money making schemes, Clive was not able to reform these things. Some even think his vast wealth came from the same type of foundation.

He returned to Britain in 1767 and was again caught up in parliamentary debate concerning money ventures within the East India Company. He even attended Parliamentary hearings, the result of which acquitted him of any wrong doing. He was offered the office of governor of North America which he turned down.

In 1774 he committed suicide by stabbing himself with a penknife. Some say it was due to depression caused by opium addiction, while others maintain that he was taking opium because he was suffering from an illness that caused excruciating pain.

Monday, 22 August 2011

Omaha beach from the air - Spitfire Pilot of 91 - Ken (Paddy) French

Ken (Paddy) French
I came across this article in the Southend Echo Newspaper, which is about an old Irish born man who was a spitfire pilot during the second world war. From his spitfire, he saw the American soldiers landing at Omaha beach during the D-DAY invasion. He lives in my home town of Leigh-on-Sea and was in another newspaper article - (Leigh and Westcliff Times) - dated August 16th 2011. He has had a book published which he is holding in the above picture.
The article below is from 2010.



A HEROIC Spitfire pilot who fought for Britain’s freedom during the Second World War has celebrated his 90th birthday.

Irishman Ken French, who lives in Leigh-on-Sea, came to England in August 1939 to work for a London-based insurance company before signing up with the RAF as a fighter pilot in January 1941.

The former Home Guard member went on to take part in missions which included escorting bombing raids, low-level ground attacks on enemy bases and providing aerial cover for troops landing in France on D-Day, in June 1944.

Mr French said: “I was at Omaha beach covering the American troops as they came ashore, and they had a very bad time there because, at the top of the beach, there was a cliff and they suffered a lot of casualties.

“We just had a bird’s eye view of it all and it was very strange because it felt so detached, while below us there were thousands of people dying.

“There were a lot of sad times and we lost a lot of friends, but it was an amazing experience – I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.”

Based at airfields including Hornchurch and North Weald, Mr French even spent two training weeks at Southend airfield, which ran a gunnery school.

Despite his later prowess, Mr French’s flying career almost didn’t get off the ground for several reasons, not least the fact he originally intended to join the Navy.

He said: “In 1940 I went home to Ireland for Christmas and one of my uncles, who had been a bit of a lad in his youth, said ‘why don’t you join the RAF, that’s what I would have done’, so I thought I would give it a go.”

Mr French then had to undergo a tough medical where he had to hide the fact that in 1938 he’d broken his knee playing rugby.

He said: “I’d been told before that I wouldn’t be suitable for any kind of military service, but at the official medical I forced my bad knee as far as I could then lined the other one with it and they passed me – it was a little bit of cheating, but I got away with it!

“I would’ve had problems with the parachute because landing would have snapped my leg, so I had to make sure I never had to jump out.

“I nearly had to, twice, but I couldn’t say I had a gammy leg because it was my secret, so thankfully I managed to bring the aircraft down safely.”

After being demobbed in 1946, Mr French resumed work with the insurance company and settled in Leigh 57 years ago after marrying his late wife Joan, who he met while in the RAF.

The couple went on to have four children and Mr French is now also a grandfather three times over. He marked his landmark birthday with a party with more than 60 family members and friends.

Having led such a varied and interesting life, Mr French decided to write down his memories of his youth and penned his own biography, called My Early Life, which his family have had self-published.

Mr French joked: “There are some amusing stories of my life in Ireland, but I only wrote up until 1947 when I got married, because the rest of my life was an anti-climax really!”






Friday, 19 August 2011

Small Faces, Itchycoo Park



The Small Faces were a very retro Brit band from the 1960s. They had a number of great hits and Itchycoo Park was one that stands the test of time.



Overlord - The Build up to D-DAY (In Colour)


The build up to D-Day as the Allies prepare to invade Normandy and move closer to the downfall of Nazi Germany. This footage is all in colour and Operation Overlord is commencing. There were  five beaches to make landings at : Gold, Juno, Sword, Omaha and Utah. Also twenty three thousand airborne troops had to secure inland areas and create diversions. They blew up supply routes and destroyed bridges hampering Nazi attempts to quickly reinforce their troops at the beach defense. 




Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Moyra Melons Wet Ear Rings

"Oh dear, you've got them all wet," said Moyra Melons husband - his voice betraying the slightest hint of a man coming over in an excited hot flush. 

"Do you think I've spoilt them?" Moyra sounded anxious - she hated the idea of wet ear rings, but was apt to enter the shower, forgetting to take her exotic ear bling off on more occasions then she cared to remember.

"They always end up wet when you do this dear," replied her husband - still shaking slightly like a fellow trying to keep himself under control.

"Oh dear, you seem more upset then I am," replied Moyra Melons. "There is no need. I'm sure they'll dry out."

"Yes I suppose you are right," stuttered her husband.

"I think they are already," added Moyra as she gently touched the dangling pendulant ear rings. "Yes they feel fine. Would you like to touch them?"

Moyra quickly realised this was not the most apt thing to say to her rather hot bloodied husband at such a moment. It brought about another of those moments that had nothing to do with wet ear rings. 


 

Monday, 15 August 2011

Japan - Gentlemen Take Polaroids



A New Romantics band from the early eighties. Japan were good in their day and many say they were fore runners to the Duran Duran style that was yet to come. It only seems like yesterday, but it was thirty years ago. Blimey! where does all the years go? What are all these guys doing now? I thought this music would be around forever.