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My Westjet flight to Montréal was delayed 4 hours (!). After watching a few episodes from Extras season 2, i needed to recharge the ol' laptop (and i do mean old) if i wanted to be able to use it on the airplane.
The strike in Ancash, Peru in regards to the creation of a new mine is delaying the arrival (shipment) of www.shopmayu.com alpaca accessories.
Seven Second Delay Live at the UCB Theater with Tony Shalhoub, John Darnielle, A.J. Jacobs and cast members from Oleanna.
I finished early today so that I could get home as my wife was finishing work. However, the train was delayed by 5 mins, then 15, then 20 and on and on until it arrived an hour later, as the other train going north was turning up too. We got the Penzance to dundee train, it was about 20 years out of date and the staff starting quitting on the job due to having to run a trolley service, so the Dundee train was getting cut short at Edinburgh. At least I got home, although it was a couple of hours later than planned.
This part of the changing of the guard waited for the rain to stop (and for us to get back on the bus) before riding out in their breastplates.
Posting by cameraphone from Laguardia
International where CNN is speculating
about Jenna Bush's bridesmaid dresses.
(Um: isn't there a war going on somewhere
that we oughta be reporting on?)
Well, I can certainly say I've never been delayed by this particular set of circumstances before!
It was a pretty tight fit for this guy!
Delay Lama
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Tender Club, Firenze, 14 febbraio 2014
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Jan Delay & Disko No. 1 bei einem Auftritt im Königspilsener Arena/Oberhausen am 11.03.2010. Jan Delay & Disko No. 1 perfmorming at the Königspilsener Arena/Oberhausen on 2010-03-11.
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Figured out how to set up the delay on my camera phone. I'm actually in the parking lot right now waiting for my swim workout to start. Just thought I'd post this cause I'm bored. Someone said this looks like the Buddy Christ pose. If ONLY I was giving a thumbs up!
I should have woken up this morning at the Radisson Blu in Arhus, but due to "reasons", that got cancelled, which meant I was home for Heritage Weekend, which as you can imagine, I was very upset about.
The day was to be a mix of the familiar and new, with revisits to some I had not been to in a decade.
It is hotter than ever, and now added to which is a haze caused by the sand blown up from the Sahara, which makes to look and feel like there are wildfires burning nearby. Anything more than a mile away is lost in a brown haze, and there being no wind to blow it away.
We went to Tesco, obviously, did some gathering and pushing the week and feeble out of the way, then rushed to pay and leave. Getting back home to have breakfast and be all tidied away for just gone nine when we left for a hard day's chuchcrawling.
Avoiding the port is obvious, even if the traffic radar said it was delay free, best not to take a risk in getting caught up in traffic that can last for days.
And traffic was heavy on the road to Folkestone and the motorway, but we soo turned off onto the A20 to Lypmne, turning right to Aldington.
St Martin sits next to a large and busy farm, though its tower does just that, and is visible for miles, and is a waymarker when travelling between Folkestone and Ashford.
The church is rarely open, at least for casual visitors, so this was a chance to redo shots taken eight years ago.
This was the first of 907 shots taken through the day, and most of which you will be seeing in the next few weeks as I edit and post them.
So, after going round and getting dozens of shots, we walk back to the car through the churchyard, all gold and green as the seasons think about changing.
We retrace our steps to the main road, then back east to Lympne, past the animal park and along the narrow main street to the entrance to the castle, where the church sits beside, perched on the edge of the down, overlooking the Romney Marsh.
Don't park her, or here, said the signs, so I left the car in the castle car park, hoping it wouldn't get clamped, then walk to the lychgate and to the church, a huge barn of a place made much bigger when the additional west nave, if that's the right word, was added.
There's a spiral staircase leading to the bellringing platform in the tower, other than that, its a fine, tidy and a church full of interest.
I bid the wardens farewell, as we walk back to the car and then drive the short distance back to the A20, turning west to pass under the motorway that now bisects the village of Sellindge, going past the two new huge housing developments which have sprung up since I was last here, and right on the edge of the village is St Mary.
St Mary is rarely open, I had tried a few weeks back, battling traffic each way to find it locked.
But it was taking part in Ride and Stride, so I had high hoped.
Highlight is the art deco painted screen at the west end partioning the vestry from the Nave. But my last visit I only took 29 shots, I would try to snap more details, especially in the windows.
Back onto the motorway and a quick blast past the Channel Tunnel entrance, turning off and doubling back past Froghalt to Newington, a church I had been to twice in the last month hoping it would be open.
But wasn't.
The warden told me she was just leaving as she had a plasterer coming round to her house.
Bish, bash bosh.
But told me to help myself to juice or coffee, tea of cakes.
I passed.
Not much I had missed on previous visits, but I snapped details of the windows as before.
In and out in under ten minutes.
Back to Dover then, for a quick stop at St Edmund's Chapel, I last visited about a decade ago.
It is the only English Church dedicated to one English saint consecrated by a different English saint.
It is a small stone building, that during the 20th century was a smithy and a tool store before being restored to how we see it today.
Such chapels were once quite common, but St Edmunds is one of the few that remain. Quite a few visitors were there, thanks to the half dozen volunteers outside handing out badges, and the large amount of colourful bunting.
Off then to the area of town called Charlton. Hidden away is a large Victorian parish church, visible really is just the east wall of the Chancel from the main road, but the Ride and Stride webpage did say it would be open, so we went to look.
And it was indeed open, and inside we received a warm welcome.
The church is on a grand scale, seats 700 easily, and has a fine collection of period stained glass which cast the cool interior win a rainbow of colours.
Just along Maison Dieu is another fine looking church, and one designed by a Pugin. St Paul's, sits a little back from the main road, its easily passed and not noticed.
We parked opposite, and waked over to find that the porch was open, and manned by two volunteers, but the church itself was locked. I made do with taking a shot through the glass.
"Would you like to go inside, I have a key".
The magic words.
So, we walked round to a side door, a key was produced and the door swung open.
The church was full of light, mostly purple from the rose window in the west end of the church.
It was explained that the roof is fairly new, from the 80s, after an arson attack.
The windows in the aisles are good, so I photograph them all.
I dropped Jools back home as the day was now so unbearably hot and humid, I stopped for a pint of cold squash and a snack of picnic sized pork pies, and then back out into the furnace to Ripple which again should be open.
I was greeted with a huge swarm of newly emerged Ivy Bees that were feeding on the vegetation of the churchyard, and in doing alarming the two ladies inside the church who feared of being stung. I told them not to worry and their worries were indeed eased.
Not much I had missed before, but again details in the windows and wall carvings were recorded before I stepped back outside and pondered how to avoid the roadworks on the main road into Deal.
Instead of doubling back to the main road, I carried on along narrow and winding lanes until I saw signs for Great Mongeham, which I knew was very near to St Leonard in Deal, where is where I wanted to, but I had missed out on the other two churches in Walmer, but I could sort that out after visiting St Leonard.
After finding a place to park, I walked in and was greeted by three wardens in the porch, and although they didn't mind me taking shots, the gentleman did watch over me the whole time I was there.
St Leonard is a huge and sprawling church, the ancinet church greatly enlarged by a new Nave doubling, if not tripling the width of the church, and with a gallery too. As benefitting a church with a strong link to the Royal Navy, the walls are covered in memorials to various Naval officers and their wives, large number of hatchings too.
I had snapped it with wide angle lens before, so again concentrated on the details. Of which there were many.
I walked back outside, and the heat struck like walking into an oven. I checked the list and struck a couple off the list, and so next up was the last new church, at least for interior shots: Sacred Heart, Walmer.
Sacred Heart stands beside the main road, its tower straddles the footpath beside the road. A set of steps lead to the church itself, and I have never seen it open.
But it was due to be.
So, I parked round the corner, walked tot he main road, under the tower and up the steps, where six wardens were waiting, and I had my own guide to show me round.
The church is all that is left of a larger convent complex, that could have been even larger had the money not run out. The rest was demolished in 1982, and the church is all that is left.
And even what's left is a shadow of what it used to be, with the Pugin Altar not put back in due to damp, and at the west end, the gallery taken down and what was left, simplified.
Another warm welcome here too, and as always, very thankful to all who volunteer to make Ride and Stride and the Heritage Weekend possible.
I drove back to Dover, then turned inland to go along the A2 before turning off at Bridge, then turning again to follow our old friend, The Nailbourne. Its bone dry now, of course, but a few years back I tried to revisit every church along its length, and failed to see inside Patrixbourne and neighbouring Bekesbourne.
I parked the car hard against the low flint wall, there's nowhere else in the village, and walked to the famous south door, it's tympanum above me, and found the church manned by a single warden who seemed glad to have the company.
She told me that she had been told that the "wheel window" at here at Barfestone, had been removed from Canterbury Cathedral and put in the two churches, if so, this was the first I have heard of it, which would make sense here at Patrixbourne, but less so at Barfrestone where the window fits so well with the rest of the church.
This time, in using the big lens, I saw the east window too was filled with 16th century Flemish glass, and fine panels too.
I snapped them all.
Just one more church now, and this would mean a bit of a walk. Up hill.
And so, finally, to Bekesbourne. I know the area so well, I ignored the signs and took the Old Palace Road, which criss-crosses the dry bed of the Nailbourne, until at the second fording place, I pull in, and on the right is the name board for the church.
St Peter is unusual in that you have to walk through what is a private garden to get to the church, I am pretty sure its a right of way, and there is a well-maintained path to walk up the gentle slope.
I thought I had been sitting around driving all day, but the phone told me I was nearing 13,000 steps for the day, and these next few hundred would be upwards, not steep, but at half three, the hottest part of the day. In Bridge the car informed me it was 28.5 degrees C.
Hot in anyone's money.
The slope increases leading to the lychgate, and then steps to the porch, where I could see the door ajar and a couple looked out, smiling, in that they had a visitor.
I took shots, in truth little to get excited about, let alone to get the big lens out, but I snap details and chat with the couple about life in the village and they old keyholder had moved away.
And that was it, done. Instead of going via the A2, I carried on to Littlebourne, but apparently met a wedding party dressed in suits and frocks, all driving 4x4s, heading to some location I guess for a reception. Traffic to the main road was jammed both ways as oversized cars tried to pass each other on the narrow street.
I got out, turned towards Sandwich with the idea of going to St Thomas's Chapel, but talked myself out of it, instead driving straight home, have a beer and be ready for the international football at 5, where England would take on Ukraine.
A dull game ended 1-1, and that's about all I can say. The rest of the evening was spent reviewing shots from the day.
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A pretty church that suffered at the hands of the nineteenth century restorer when the nave walls were stripped of plaster and the west tower rebuilt. The Norman north doorway is of considerable size - for the Archbishops of Canterbury had a palace here and their wealth is reflected in this structure. The thirteenth century string course in the chancel emphasises the liturgical changes in floor level, and there are two aumbries in the east wall behind the altar. A rather stilted figure of Sir Henry Palmer (d 1611) kneels under an Ionic portal with two Bethersden marble inserts. Another large marble monument commemorates Sir Thomas Pym Hales (d 1773) who is described as having displayed `increased benevolence to Mankind`. There is some surviving thirteenth century glass and a double piscina of the same period.
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BEKESBORNE.
The PARISH OF BEKESBORNE lies adjoining to Adisham, heretofore described, westward, being a member or limb of the town and port of Hastings, in Sussex, and as such within the liberty and jurisdiction of the cinque ports, which it has been time out of mind. (fn. 1) It is called in antient writings, Livingsborne, alias Bekesborne, but for a long time since Bekesborne only.
The PARISH is a far different situation from those last-described, lying great part of it pleasantly among small inclosures, and sheltered with trees and woodlands, especially in the western part of it, and stretching eastward up to the high downy country. It is but small, being about a mile and an half in length, and not more than half a mile broad. The village, with the church, is situated in the valley among the meadows, on the bank of the Lesser Stour river, which runs through the parish, and abounds with good trout. There are but five houses in it, viz. the parsonage; the seat to which the Hales's removed when Howlets fell down, and from that time resided in; it was in queen Elizabeth's reign sold to archbishop Parker, who gave it to his son to reside in, as being near his palace here, and John Parker, esq. sold it to Fogge, whence it passed by sale to the Hales's, it now belongs to Mr. Baugh; the vicarage; the remains of the archbishop's palace; and Cobham-court; the latter situated on a rise close to the church. Further on, towards Littleborne, in the vale facing the downs, is the scite of Old Howlets; at a small distance above which, on the high ground, Mr.Baugh has built a seat for his residence, commanding a beautiful view of the neighbouring country and the sea, with Ramsgate cliffs beyond it. It stands among a beautiful scenery of park grounds, of hill and dale, well cloathed with trees and adjoining woodland, having the river running in the vale beneath. The soil is mostly fertile near the valley, and very kindly for hops, of which there are several plantations. In the last century, and before, there were several families of good account resident in it, as the Parkers, Contrys, (fn. 2) Savins, (fn. 3) and Boys's. (fn. 4) There are three small parcels of land which lie separated from the rest of it, the parish of Adisham intervening.
This parish being within the liberty of the town and port of Hastings, which it is said in the most antient charters of the cinque ports to have been a member of time out of mind, is exempt from the jurisdiction of the justices of the county, and subject only to those of that town and port, and till within these few years the mayor of Hastings appointed one of the principal inhabitants of this parish his deputy, who being sworn into his office, acted for him here to the great comfort of the inhabitants, but since that has been omitted, the inhabitants of this parish have upwards of fifty miles to apply for redress upon every occasion whatsoever, the inconvenience of which has made this at present an ungovernable and lawless place.
The MANOR OF BEKESBORNE, antiently called Livingsborne, from one Levine, a Saxon, who held it in the time of king Edward the Confessor, and from the small bourn or stream which runs through it, came, after the Norman conquest, into the possession of Odo, bishop of Baieux, under the general title of of whose lands it is thus entered in the survey of Domesday:
The same bishop of Baieux holds in demesne Burnes. It was taxed at two sulings. The arable land is six carucates. In demesne there are two, and twenty-five villeins, with four borderers having seven carucates. There is a church and six servants, and one mill of thirty-eight pence, and one saltpit of thirty pence, and half a fishery, of four pence. Of pasture forty pence. Wood for the pannage of six hogs and an half. —Levine held it of king Edward.— In the time of king Edward the Confessor it was worth twelve pounds, and afterwards seven pounds, now twelve pounds, and yet it pays eighteen pounds. What Hugo de Montfort holds is worth five shillings. These three manors (viz. this manor, and Hardres and Stelling, both immediately before described) Rannulf (de Columbels) holds to ferme of the bishop of Baieux.
Four years after this, the bishop being disgraced, this manor, among the rest of his possessions, became confiscated to the crown, of which it was afterwards held by a family of the name of Beke, whence it acquired the name of Bekesborne likewise, and in king Henry III.'s reign William de Beke appears by the Testa de Nevil to have held this place, called in it, Bernes, then valued at ten pounds, in grand sergeantry, by the service of finding one ship for the king, when he passed the seas, and a present to him of three marcs. From this name it passed into that of Bourne; for I find that Walter de Bourne was possessed of it in the 37th year of king Edward III. and he sold it to Walter Doget, whose son John passed it away to John Cornwallis, John Weston, and Thomas Thornbury, and they anno 5 Henry IV. joined in the sale of this manor, and the advowson of the chantry adjoining to the lands of it, called Bourne's chantry, to John Browne, plumber, of Canterbury, who in the 1st year of king Henry VI. alienated it to William Bennet and Thomas Cadbury, and they again joined in the sale of this manor to archbishop Chicheley, and his trustees, and they in the 22d year of that reign conveyed it to the priory of Christ-church, in Canterbury, and prior Goldston, in king Henry VII.'s reign, rebuilt the prior's apartment here, and the chapel adjoining, dedicating it to the Annunciation and the patron of this church. He likewise built the hall adjoining to the prior's dormitory, and all the other buildings there, except the lodge and the two barns. And in this state it continued till the suppression of the priory in the 31st year of king Henry VIII. when it came into the king's hands, who, in his 32d year, granted it, with the prior's house, called Christchurch-house, and all other his estates in this parish, (except advowsons) in exchange, to Thomas Colepeper, senior, esq. of Bedgbury, to hold in capite by knight's service, (fn. 5) and he, by an act passed in the 35th year of that reign, specially for the purpose, exchanged it for the manor of Bishopsborne, and other premises, with archbishop Cranmer, to hold in free, pure, and perpetual alms. After which the archbishop made this house one of his palaces for his retirement, for which purpose he made considerable buildings at it, and probably would have done more, had he continued in the prelacy; (fn. 6) and archbishop Parker, who took great delight in the situation, intended further to enlarge it, but he died before he began his purpose of it. After which, in the time of the civil wars, in Charles I.'s reign, this palace was not only pillaged, but almost the whole of it pulled down by the fanatics of that time, so that the gatehouse and a few of the offices on each side of it, were all that were left remaining, which after the restoration were converted into a dwelling, and demised by the archbishop, with the demesnes of the manor, on a beneficial lease, Robert Peckham, esq being the present lessee, and residing in it. The house has lately been much modernized. But the manor of Bekesborne itself, his grace the archbishop retains in his own hands.
The gateway of the palace, which has been pulled down within these few years, through very narrow and sordid motives, was built of brick, and had in the middle of the front of it, the arms of Cranmer. On the inside of the gateway was a stone, on which was A D—T C—1552, and underneath the archbishop's motto, Nosce Teipsum. On the gates were the arms of Parker, and of the see of Canterbury impaling Parker.
HOWLETS, or Owlets, as it was formerly called, was an antient seat in this parish, which was formerly the inheritance of the family of Isaac, of the adjoining parish of Patrixborne, but how long they continued owners of it, I have not found; but that they had quitted the possession of it before the reign of queen Elizabeth, is very certain, for in the 1st year of that reign, John Dorante, of this parish, who was a good benefactor to the poor of Littleborne, was possessed of it, and his descendant, of the same name, alienated it to Sir Henry Palmer, whose family was originally of Snodland, near Rocherster, whence they branched off to Tottington, in Aylesford, and to this parish of Bekesborne. (fn. 7) He afterwards resided here, where he died in 1611, and by his will gave it to his son in-law Sir Isaac Sidley, bart. who conveyed his right in it to his brother-in law Sir Henry Palmer, and he about the year 1620, alienated it to Sir Charles Hales, of Thanington. The original of this family of Hales has been already related before, in vol. vi. p. 88, down to Thomas, second son of John Hales, of the Dungeon, one of the barons of the exchequer, who was seated at Thanington, where he died, and was buried in 1583, whose son Sir Charles Hales purchased Howlets as before-mentioned, and removed thither before his death in 1623. (fn. 8) His grandson Sir Robert Hales was created a baronet on July 12, anno 12 Charles II. 1660, during the time of whose grandson Sir Thomas this seat sell down, and the family removed to another house nearer the church in this parish, where they afterwards resided. At length his descendant Sir Philip Hales, bart. in 1787 alienated the scite of it, with the gardens and offices remaining, and belonging to it, to Isaac Baugh, esq. who is the present possessor of them, and who having entirely pulled down the old seat, has built for his residence a mansion on these grounds, on the hill, at a small distance from the scite of the antient house, but within the precinct of Well, in Ickham parish.
COBHAM-COURT is a manor, situated near the church in this parish, which was once part of the possessions of the eminent family of Cobham, of Cobham, in this country, from whom it assumed its name of Cobham-court. John, son of Henry de Cobham, of Cobham, by Joane, daughter of Robert de Septvans, was possessed of it in the beginning of Edward III.'s reign, in the 17th year of which he obtained a grant of free-warren for this manor. His son John de Cobham, lord Cobham, died anno 9 Henry IV. whose only daughter and heir Joane died in his life-time, leaving by her husband Sir John de Poole, an only daughter and heir, named Joane likewise, who on the death of her grandfather John, lord Cobham, abovementioned, became heir to his estates. She left an only daughter and heir Joane, by her second husband Sir Reginald Braybrooke, (fn. 9) who becoming heir to her estates, as well as to the barony of Cobham, entitled her husband Sir Thomas Brooke, of Somersetshire, to them, in whose descendants, lords Cobham, it continued till Henry, lord Cobham, being attainted in the 1st year of king James I.'s reign, this manor, among the rest of his estates, became forfeited to the crown. How it passed afterwards, I have not found, but that being granted from it, after some intermediate owners, it passed from the family of Palmer into that of Hales, of Bekesborne, in which it has continued, in like manner as Howlets before-mentioned, till it was, with that estate, sold among others, by Sir Philip Hales, bart. in 1787, to Isaac Baugh, esq. the present owner of it.
Charities.
SIR HENRY PALMER, of Bekesborne, by will in 1611, gave the sum of 10s. to be yearly paid out of his manor of Well-court, to the minister and churchwardens, towards the relief of the poor of this parish.
BEKESBORNE, alias Livingsborne, is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURISDICTION of the diocese of Canterbury, and deanry of Bridge.
The church, which is dedicated to St. Peter, consists of one isle, a high chancel, and a small south sept or cross chancel, having a low roofed tower at the west end, in which are two bells. The building seems to be very antient; it is long and narrow, and from the smallness of the few windows in it, is very obscure, even in the middle of the day. In the high chancel is a monument, with the figure of a knight in armour, kneeling, for Sir Henry Palmer, obt. 1611. A small one for Capt. Richard Fogge, of the royal navy, obt. 1681; arms, Fogge, with a crescent for difference. A hatchment, and under it an inscription for Edward Ladbrook, rector of Ivychurch, and vicar here, obt. August 17, 1676. In the isle are memorials for the Porredge's. A monument for Mary, wife of the Rev. Philip Brandon, obt. 1780; another for William Bedford, vicar of this parish and of Smarden, obt. 1783. A memorial for Nicholas Battely, A. M. vicar here, and rector of Ivychurch, obt. May 19, 1704; and a monument and several memorials for others of the same name. In the north window are these arms: of Sidley, per pale, azure and gules, a fess, chequy, or, and gules, between three goats heads erased, argent. In the north sept, or cross chancel, a monument for Sir Thomas Pym Hales, bart. obt. 1773, leaving by his wife Mary, daughter of Gervas Hayward, esq. five daughters. There is a vault underneath for this family.
The church of Bekesborne belonged to the priory of St. Gregory, perhaps part of its original endowment by archbishop Lanfranc in the reign of the Conqueror. It was very early appropriated to it, and was confirmed to the priory by archbishop Hubert, among its other possessions, about king Richard I. 's reign, by the name of the church of St. Peter of Lyvyngsborne. (fn. 10) The appropriation of it continued part of the possessions of the above priory till the dissolution of it in king Henry VIII.'s reign, when it was surrendered into the king's hands, where this appropriation remained but a small time, before it was granted, with the scite and other possessions of the priory, in exchange, a special act having passed for the purpose, to the archbishop, part of the revenues of whose see it continues at this time, George Gipps, esq. of Harbledown, being the present lessee of it.
But the vicarage of this church seems never to have belonged to the priory, and in the 8th year of king Richard II. appears to have belonged to the abbot of Pontiniac. How long it staid there I have not found; but it became afterwards part of the possessions of the see of Canterbury, and remains so at this time, his grace the archbishop being the present patron of it.
¶This vicarage is valued in the king's books at six pounds, and the yearly tenths at twelve shillings. It is now of the clearyearly certified value of 69l. 12s. 8½d. Archbishop Parker augmented this vicarage, by increasing the vicar's stipend to ten pounds per annum, and with four quarters of wheat, and eighteen quarters of barley, to be paid yearly by the lessee of the parsonage. In 1588 here were communicants eighty; in 1640, one hundred, and it was then valued at sixtyeight pounds. It is now of the yearly value of about eighty pounds.
THERE WAS A CHANTRY, dedicated to St. Mary, founded in this church anno 1314, by James de Bourne, owner of the manor of Livingsborne, alias Bekesborne, whence it came to be called Bourne's chantry, the revenues of which were given in 1362, by his successor Bartholomew de Bourne, then patron of it, to the hospital of Eastbridge, in Canterbury; and the same were confirmed to it by archbishop Sudbury in the year 1375, under the description of which hospital more of it may be seen. It was suppressed, among other foundations of the like sort, in the first year of king Edward VI.
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Location: Torino, italy
2013 november
Paul deLay's battered harmonica case and the stool he called his throne sit in tribute at the April 1 memorial.
Farewell to a Buddha of the blues
Photo: Ross William Hamilton/The Oregonian
Delayed by a run via the Illawarra district 6AB6 with NR80 and NR11 roll through Coffs Harbour station.