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St James’ Court has a historical provenance dating back to Tudor England and the court of Queen Elizabeth I. It is during this tumultuous period that a prestigious landowner and treasurer to the Queen, Lord Dacre, drew up a scheme to build almshouses on the “Tothill Fields” of Westminster.
The small cottages known as the Emmanuel Almshouses were built on the current site of the hotel, to house and educate 20 underprivileged children. This charitable endeavor prospered over the years, culminating in five schools, identifiable by their distinct blazers as Bluecoat, Greencoat, Greycoat and Browncoat schools. In 1701 the cottages were replaced by ‘the most picturesque Almshouses in London’.
Then in 1897, a retired military man, Major Pawley, who learned his architectural trade in the Royal Engineers, acquired the site. The proposed construction of eight redbrick prestigious townhouses was drawn up, at great cost, and to the highest of architectural standards. These are the buildings that make up the two Taj hotels today, Taj 51 Buckingham Gate Suites and Residences, and St. James’ Court A Taj Hotel.
Due to its outstanding location right in the heart of London’s royal, cultural, political and social elite, Major Pawley’s vision was to create an oasis of calm and sophistication for the aristocratic and political establishment, who would not only pay to stay but who would also relish in its exclusivity. Thus began the most sought after and fashionable London address for prominent guests to enjoy a home away from home experience, in walking distance of all the most significant locations: Buckingham Palace, the Houses of Parliament, Downing Street, St James Palace, Westminster Abbey and Westminster Cathedral.
Each townhouse was named (the Almoners, Dukes, Regents, Queens and Priors) in keeping with its fascinating historical legacy; names that they hold to this day. All maintain the patina of their yesteryears, but in distinctly individual and contemporary style.
Text Ref: www.stjamescourthotel.co.uk/about/historyandheritage/
St James’ Court has a historical provenance dating back to Tudor England and the court of Queen Elizabeth I. It is during this tumultuous period that a prestigious landowner and treasurer to the Queen, Lord Dacre, drew up a scheme to build almshouses on the “Tothill Fields” of Westminster.
The small cottages known as the Emmanuel Almshouses were built on the current site of the hotel, to house and educate 20 underprivileged children. This charitable endeavor prospered over the years, culminating in five schools, identifiable by their distinct blazers as Bluecoat, Greencoat, Greycoat and Browncoat schools. In 1701 the cottages were replaced by ‘the most picturesque Almshouses in London’.
Then in 1897, a retired military man, Major Pawley, who learned his architectural trade in the Royal Engineers, acquired the site. The proposed construction of eight redbrick prestigious townhouses was drawn up, at great cost, and to the highest of architectural standards. These are the buildings that make up the two Taj hotels today, Taj 51 Buckingham Gate Suites and Residences, and St. James’ Court A Taj Hotel.
Due to its outstanding location right in the heart of London’s royal, cultural, political and social elite, Major Pawley’s vision was to create an oasis of calm and sophistication for the aristocratic and political establishment, who would not only pay to stay but who would also relish in its exclusivity. Thus began the most sought after and fashionable London address for prominent guests to enjoy a home away from home experience, in walking distance of all the most significant locations: Buckingham Palace, the Houses of Parliament, Downing Street, St James Palace, Westminster Abbey and Westminster Cathedral.
Each townhouse was named (the Almoners, Dukes, Regents, Queens and Priors) in keeping with its fascinating historical legacy; names that they hold to this day. All maintain the patina of their yesteryears, but in distinctly individual and contemporary style.
Text Ref: www.stjamescourthotel.co.uk/about/historyandheritage/
…Not Middle Earth but Borrowdale in Cumbria. Happy Tree Tuesday to all on Flickr, Alan:-) HTMT.….
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Enjoyed my last fort enough that I jumped at the chance of doing another one. Totally different style, but still fun!
More pictures in the first comment below, and a build log on my website!
Also I discovered that redcoats are considerably more difficult to turn into greencoats than bluecoats are. Live and learn!
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An ordinary day urban scene, cars, people, a woman who at an apparently brisk pace has crossed the street and continues her journey towards a hypothetical destination. Daily life in a city.
Duque Pedro Alejandro Blazquez de Motamoros, Hero of Puerto Desafio. Shown here leading the victorious Eslandolan Guard at the battle of Puerto Desafio. The Duque de Motamoros led the vanguard of the Eslandolan advance, smashing through the toughest section of the Mardierian defences to liberate the port town and claim it for Eslandola in 617AE.
A category A entry in the Eslandolan mini challenge; Return of the King, in the Lego RPG Brethren of the Brick Seas on Eurobricks.
The Legend of the Haunted Hallowdijk: Part 6 - Captured
It takes a special kind of stubborn to live in a place where any of your neighbours could be a murderer. But Hallowdijk breeds stubborn folk like rabbits.
The year got round to autumn, and only a dozen people were left in the village, the guard included. Each were eyein' each other warily, wondrin' whether the killer was still among 'em, or whether they'd left town already.
Well finally, it seems the militia got lucky! Merrick and 'is men picked up young Jacob Daglunder skulking around Peer Van Gruber's House late one night, all the murder weapons in his wallet, and a list of names in 'is pocket.
Van Gruber admitted that he'd written the lad into his will a few years back, not having any family of his own left living to inherit his land.
And, when all was said and done, it were Van Gruber who was left with the De Bruer Inn, and all of its rents. Seems 'ee were a confidant of old De Pfeffel, the Widow Hagen's brother. If young Daglund had 'ad 'is way, the whole lot woulda been 'is.
Quite how a man could bring hisself to murder six people, I'll never know. Some people whisper that 'ee were the last living member of the old Dogland family, tryin' to reclaim his homeland by any means, fair or foul. Others say 'ee were afflicted by the curse on those marshes. Either way, the town's bad luck died with 'im. After they stretched 'is neck from the hanging tree, people started coming back to Hallowdijk. When the new canal was built over the Isthmus, the place became a useful supply station. Nowadays, people forget the way it once was. But not ev'ryone. Place is cursed my lads, and you'd be safer goin the long way round...
Part of a Brethren of the Brick Seas Halloween collaboration. Read the earlier parts of the story on Eurobricks here: www.eurobricks.com/forum/index.php?/forums/topic/191434-c...
During the American Revolutionary War, British forces in North America were supplemented with auxiliaries from many German states, most notably Hesse-Kassel. These troops included Jäger companies. Jäger, a German word that translates to “hunter”, were recruited from huntsmen and foresters who were skilled in the use of rifled weapons normally used to hunt boar. They were skilled shots, self-sufficient in battle, and swift, able to efficiently load and fire a rifle, a skill which took greater dexterity than firing muskets. The Jäger differed in appearance from other Hessian troops, wearing a green jacket with crimson facings instead of the blue jackets of Hessian infantrymen. These Lego Jäger are printed by United Bricks.
I have since read that the Jäger were not issued with bayonets, instead they had short swords, so forgive this inaccuracy on my part!
The church is based on the Von Trap family chapel in Vermont - again not period appropriate!
Basically I just wanted to show of my new Jäger!
We took the twins to the St. Patrick's Day Parade on Saturday. Had a great time. It's almost impossible to get a good picture of BOTH of them at the same time - - I just thought this was cute!!
And her heart wanders, far away and free from the gritty tunnels of the city's subway, up in the air towards beautiful places she's seen... revisiting happy memories that made her smile... recalling conversations that were meaningful, missing friendships that warmed her spirit... perhaps reliving that first kiss that meant so much....
Men around her may need of toys and gadgets to pass the time during the ride.
She has memories and imagination....
No wonder who's happier....
Subway train.
A Line,
New York.
On patrol in the snowy mountains near the Altonian capital of Ulric, a grenadier plays catch with a lighthearted dog that ran down to the path from a cabin.
A group of dragoners (dragoons) draw their sabers in salute for grenadiere Major Steiner as they attempt to weave their way through the game of fetch.
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Wanted to use the new hotel bellhop torso and dark orange horse for some cavalry. It's been snowing a bunch here in Colorado so I also wanted to take a stab at a snowy landscape. @Ayrlego's recent Altonia figbarf inspired me to try my hand at some NPC troops!
Thought it'd be fun to play around with the legs on the cavalry to make a brick-built "saddle"
From Left to Right: Hussar (Light Cavalry), Linieninfanterie (Line Infantry), Alpiner Jäger, Frei Jägerkorps (Mercenary), Landswehr (militia).
The Kingdom of Altonia is a NPC nation in the Lego role-playing game Brethren of the Brickseas on Eurobricks. Altonia is loosely influenced by a mixture of Swiss, German and Dutch cultures and history.
Inspired by the fig-barfs of +Khorne who always does amazing things with (almost) entirely purist parts. Freikorps copied from Lincoln's Hanoverian.
It was a brilliantly beautiful summer morning in Terreli. Back in his spacious bedroom, King Fernando was rubbing his hands in undisguised satisfaction.
Today was the day!
He thought with satisfaction over the events of the past few months.
King Fernando Augusto VIII chuckled as he remembered the Trade Companies. Squabbling little merchants! And now they were all eager over this little fight in a jam jar with Mardier. Haha! Wouldn’t he show them! Big plans, big plans!
Begone with diplomacy!
Ah! Those Oleonese! They’d rue the day they had rejected him as King!
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Far away, in a lush forest out in the New World, Captain Argentum picked his way through the undergrowth. He was followed by a small band of his own trusty crew, and two companies of well-trained Eslandian soldiers – one from the Royal Army itself, the other a band of picked marines. A grim smile overspread the Captain’s face as he thought of the work ahead of him. A fort of Oleonese soldiers, and an outpost right nearby! This would be a piece of cake!
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Dickie Cal sighed contentedly as he lay back against the hard brick wall of the fort. He loved this post – out of sight of everyone – perfect for naps! The next instant he was lost in the land of dreams.
He dreamed strange, strange things.
He dreamed of yells and shouts and screams.
He dreamed of the clash of arms and the rolling of artillery.
He dreamed that the cry was raised, “Contra Oleon! Contra Oleon!”
And in a panicky voice, an Oleonder cried out, “The Eslando… Eslandi… Green People!”
Dickie dreamed that the Oleonders, caught unprepared, made almost no resistance, but were forced to surrender.
He dreamed that all the Oleonders, including himself, were being huddled together out in front of the fort.
And it wasn’t until poor Dickie was being hustled down the broad pathway at the foot of the cliffs, an Eslandian soldier prodding him along, that he realized some of it, at least, hadn’t been a dream.
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The full collab - front half built by me, the back by Robert4168/Garmadon.
You can see more pictures of his on his photostream, and of mine here.
Better known as," Checkpoint Charlie,"
Berlin,Germany.
*On October 27, 1961, combat-ready American and Soviet tanks faced off in Berlin at the U.S. Army\'s Checkpoint Charlie. Tensions between the United States and the Soviet Union over access to the outpost city of Berlin and its Soviet-controlled eastern sector had increased to the point of direct military confrontation.
Interesting to see vintage glasses like hers come to life with the colors of her outfit. Her locket also interests me. I study this picture and I just wish I knew more about what was happening that day.
As the field marshal went from soldier to soldier looking for the slightest bend in their posture, he thought to himself, "it's good to be in charge".
Jacket: borrowed from Nikki Peterson
Boots: Walmart
Knee Socks: Thrifted
Skinny Jeans: Forever 21
taken by Corinne Delis
edited by me
© István Pénzes.
Please NOTE and RESPECT the copyright.
17th March 2024, Maastricht, The Netherlands
Hasselblad X2D 100C
Hasselblad XCD 4/28P
1811AD, 16th September, Villarejo, Spain. First Lieutenant George Simmons moves with the 1st Battalion of the 95th Rifles up to Villarejo, around 5 hours march North to Ciuadad Rodrigo.
The Peninsular War had started in 1808AD and following numerous battles, the British and Portuguese remained largely in Portugal by 1811AD with ongoing fighting along the Spanish border. George Simmons was part of the 95th Riffles, wearing a dark green jacket as opposed to the well known red coat.
During the Peninsular War, George Simmons took part in combat at Côa (1810), where he was wounded, at Pombal (1811), Fuentes de Oñoro (1811), Ciudad Rodrigo (1812). Badajoz (1812), Salamanca(1812), Vitoria (1813), Pyrenees (1813), Nivelle (1813), Orthes (1814) and Tarbes where he was once again severely wounded.
George Simmons is known for letters he wrote home during his service, which is how we know where he was on the 16th September 1811AD. The letters were edited by Willoughby Verner and produce in 1899 in the work "A British Rifle Man: The Journals and Correspondence of Major George Simmons, Rifle Brigade, During the Peninsular War and the Campaign of Waterloo."
Life is too short not to live it to the fullest.
When do you actually just get to live life?
You are born. One, two years later and you are already getting prepared for day care, nursery school, followed by pre-school which only prepares you for kindergarten.
Kindergarten only teaches you to be a first grader, and eventually a second grader, who’s only purpose is to get you prepared for third grade and so on, which only makes sure you are ready for middle school.
When middle school comes around you are only getting prepped for high school, in which there are exams to qualify you for college.
College. Finally leaving home for the big world out there. But the reason you go lays on the fact that you want a job.
However a job only prepares you to save up money for when you are older, having a possible family.
Suddenly you realize you are considered a elderly grand parent as your children go away to school. After preparing your children for the world, they are off, to learn things of their own, and you are suddenly planning for when they become your age.
And then, just like that, life comes and sweeps you off your feet, and you ask yourself: where did my life go; when did I simply get to just live...
explore #100 august 27th
Show me some love? <3
Skater on the Bryant Park CitiPond ice rink, Manhattan, New York.
Canon EF 135mm f/2L USM
©2013 Patrick J Bayens
Finally found a satisfying (for me) solution to depict those nasty green coats. How can I believably string together triumph after triumph over the Sea Rats' fiercest enemy without depicting their troops? Just look at their greedy faces! Incessantly on the hunt for more profit.
No idea what I'm talking about? Learn more about glorious pirates and vicious greencoats on
www.eurobricks.com/forum/index.php?/forums/topic/118391-b...
self portrait/camera on a tri-pod/self timing setting/10 seconds/running back and forth/back and forth...Mount Davidson pathway/San Francisco, CA