This Royal Throne of Kings: More excuses...

Monday, July 19, 2010

More excuses...

Just a very quick missive to explain my lengthy absence from the Blogosphere.

I'm afraid a very intense and busy period professionally, coupled with a sudden and unexpected, increase in grandfatherly responsibilities have combined to deprive me of sufficient spare time to write any posts worthy of the name.

I hope to resume my normal level of productivity from about the start of August or so...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...: This is the time of year when the Grandad business really takes off. This idea is a bit age-dependant (of the bairns that is, not you) but it's a productive and interesting way to while away the days when it's pouring with rain, and you are all stuck indoors.

What have you got that's broken? Alarm clock? Camera?. What about a brolly? Deck chair? Or maybe an old bicycle. Anything that's knackered and isn't mains-powered.

You will need whatever you've got in the garage. Screwdriver, hammer, stuff like that. Magnifying glass maybe.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to show the bairns how it was put together, and how it used to work. And the best way to do that, is take it to bits, experiment, and keep reminding them that somebody did all this in reverse when it was being made.
Most bairns these days aren't even taught how a shirt is made. So get your disgraceful old trousers out of the cubby hole, cut them up along all the sewn edges, and spread them out flat on the floor.

Most of all, have fun.

Monty; 1:12 PM

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Elizabeth I to the troops at Tilbury, August 1588

My loving people,

We have been persuaded by some that are careful of our safety, to take heed how we commit our selves to armed multitudes, for fear of treachery; but I assure you I do not desire to live to distrust my faithful and loving people. Let tyrants fear, I have always so behaved myself that, under God, I have placed my chiefest strength and safeguard in the loyal hearts and good-will of my subjects; and therefore I am come amongst you, as you see, at this time, not for my recreation and disport, but being resolved, in the midst and heat of the battle, to live and die amongst you all; to lay down for my God, and for my kingdom, and my people, my honour and my blood, even in the dust.

I know I have the body but of a weak and feeble woman; but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too, and think foul scorn that Parma or Spain, or any prince of Europe, should dare to invade the borders of my realm; to which rather than any dishonour shall grow by me, I myself will take up arms, I myself will be your general, judge, and rewarder of every one of your virtues in the field. I know already, for your forwardness you have deserved rewards and crowns; and We do assure you in the word of a prince, they shall be duly paid you.

In the mean time, my lieutenant general shall be in my stead, than whom never prince commanded a more noble or worthy subject; not doubting but by your obedience to my general, by your concord in the camp, and your valour in the field, we shall shortly have a famous victory over those enemies of my God, of my kingdom, and of my people.