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I. RUNWAY - inspirations - leave them there as directory, can be repinned
II. LUNCHEON LADY - vintage over the top outfits, socialite, housewife
III. ENSEMBLE - costume, theatrical, fantasy
IV. FUTURE/GOTHIC/MINIMALIST - black capes, skulls, wedge boots
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VIII. PROVOCATIVE - leopard print, haute
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X. BOHEMIAN - psychedelic, hippy, caftans, exotic, gypsy
XI. PROVINCIAL - plaids and jeans, coal miner
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XIII. FORMAL - dresses i'll never wear, red carpet
XIV. UNIFORM - just that.
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If you are using the fishnets to deal with cellulite pay attention to the SIZE of the diamonds. Skinny, toned legs can get away with larger diamond sizes however if you got the extra jiggle they can actually squish down your lumps and bumps and push them through, much like chicken wire! The smaller the diamond size on the fishnet the more of flatter, compressed surface you get.
* Get the seamless fishnet tights as you do not want to be adjusting a seam all day.
*Wearing a slightly darker shade of tights under your fishnets look great as well especially if you cannot find an exact match for your skintone.
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Look for fishnets with a high spandex content, anything with 12% and over is great for giving you the fit that you will need, as you do not want saggy stockings. The fishnets must cling to your leg, no sag at knees or ankles. The high spandex content will also help prevent snags and it will be easier to adjust the waist band by pushing it down to wear with your belt/underwear. Professional dance fishnets, like Capezio, have a very high spandex content.
*Match the fishnets to your skin tone as close as possible, please do not match the costume (no coloured fishnets ) for this look. There are various shades of nude and tan so test them out and find one that works for you.
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Using our new camera for the first time. We were going to buy a tripod. Guess what we found in the garage this week from last Burning Man.
I'll leave u to discover stuff, ask questions and add notes. Feel free to go to town. I'll answer questions and add notes.
No neighbors discovered us - that I know of. Hee hee.
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My Flickr video of Burning Man welcome signsdriving in to Burning Man
Its the twilight I suppose,
I see that painting there,
A tune floats across - Piano Man he played,
Tip my hat, say hello and on my way I go.
Chanced upon him after stepping out from work, disappointed that I didn't get my perfect shot of a London Eye capsule against the setting sun. Later in the evening I chanced upon this software which allows one to add a retro feel to a shot. And this is the output which I wanted. Just the way I had visualised it.
The original is in the comments section. Which one you think is better?
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Earth Hour at the 3 Finger Club LOHHAS Lifestyle Lounge
Lights were out between 8:30 and 9:30 while we told stories and discussed our Lifestyle Of Health, Happiness And Sustainability (LOHHAS) using the 3 Finger "Peace Plus One" Sustainability Salute to remind us about Peace, Harmony and Balance between Society, Environment and Economy
People were the best jugglers of "Society, Environment, Economy" balls won "EARTH HOUR 60" T-Shirts WOW \!/O\!/
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all participants in the Earth Hour Discussion got a copy of "Letter to Maddie" featured below:
We Screwed Up
A Letter of Apology to My Granddaughter
By Chip Ward
[Note: I became politically active and committed on the day 20 years ago when I realized I could stand on the front porch of my house and point to three homes where children were in wheelchairs, to a home where a child had just died of leukemia, to another where a child was born missing a kidney, and yet another where a child suffered from spina bifida. All my parental alarms went off at once and I asked the obvious question: What’s going on here? Did I inadvertently move my three children into harm’s way when we settled in this high desert valley in Utah? A quest to find answers in Utah’s nuclear history and then seek solutions followed. Politics for me was never motivated by ideology. It was always about parenting.
Today my three kids are, thankfully, healthy adults. But now that grandchildren are being added to our family, my blood runs cold whenever I project out 50 years and imagine what their world will be like at middle age -- assuming they get that far and that there is still a recognizable “world” to be part of. I wrote the following letter to my granddaughter, Madeline, who is almost four years old. Although she cannot read it today, I hope she will read it in a future that proves so much better than the one that is probable, and so terribly unfair. I’m sharing this letter with other parents and grandparents in the hope that it may move them to embrace their roles as citizens and commit to the hard work of making the planet viable, the economy equitable, and our culture democratic for the many Madelines to come.]
March 20, 2012
Dear Maddie,
I address this letter to you, but please share it with Jack, Tasiah, and other grandchildren who are yet unborn. Also, with your children and theirs. My unconditional love for my children and grandchildren convinces me that, if I could live long enough to embrace my great-grandchildren, I would love them as deeply as I love you.
On behalf of my generation of grandparents to all of you, I want to apologize.
I am sorry we used up all the oil. It took a million years for those layers of carbon goo to form under the Earth’s crust and we used up most of it in a geological instant. No doubt there will be some left and perhaps you can get around the fact that what remains is already distant, dirty, and dangerous, but the low-hanging fruit will be long-gone by the time you are my age. We took it all.
There’s no excuse, really. We are gas-hogs, plain and simple. We got hooked on faster-bigger-more and charged right over the carrying capacity of the planet. Oil made it possible.
Machines are our slaves and coal, oil, and gas are their food. They helped us grow so much of our own food that we could overpopulate the Earth. We could ship stuff and travel all over the globe, and still have enough fuel left to drive home alone in trucks in time to watch Monday Night Football.
Rocket fuel, fertilizer, baby bottles, lawn chairs: we made everything and anything out of oil and could never get enough of it. We could have conserved more for you to use in your lifetime. Instead, we demonstrated the self-restraint of crack addicts. It’s been great having all that oil to play with and we built our entire world around that. Living without it will be tough. Sorry.
I hope we develop clean, renewable energy sources soon, or that you and your generation figure out how to do that quickly. In the meantime, sorry about the climate. We just didn’t realize our addiction to carbon would come with monster storms, epic droughts, Biblical floods, wildfire infernos, rising seas, migration, starvation, pestilence, civil war, failed states, police states, and resource wars.
I’m sure Henry Ford didn’t see that coming when he figured out how to mass-produce automobiles and sell them to Everyman. I know my parents didn’t see the downside of using so much gas and coal. The all-electric house and a car in the driveway was their American Dream. For my generation, owning a car became a birthright. Today, it would be hard for most of us to live without a car. I have no idea what you’ll do to get around or how you will heat your home. Oops!
We also pigged out on most of the fertile soil, the forests and their timber, and the oceans that teemed with fish before we scraped the seabed raw, dumped our poisonous wastes in the water, and turned it acid and barren. Hey, that ocean was an awesome place and it’s too bad you can’t know it like we did. There were bright coral reefs, vibrant runs of red salmon, ribbons of birds embroidering the shores, graceful shells, the solace and majesty of the wild sea…
…But then I never saw the vast herds of bison that roamed the American heartland, so I know it is hard to miss something you only saw in pictures. We took lots of photos.
We thought we were pretty smart because we walked a man on the moon. Our technology is indeed amazing. I was raised without computers, smart phones, and the World Wide Web, so I appreciate how our engineering prowess has enhanced our lives, but I also know it has a downside.
When I was a kid we worried that the Cold War would go nuclear. And it wasn’t until a river caught fire near Cleveland that we realized fouling your own nest isn’t so smart after all. Well, you know about the rest -- the coal-fired power plants, acid rain, the hole in the ozone...
www.tomdispatch.com/images/managed/fear2.gifThere were plenty of signs we took a wrong turn but we kept on going. Dumb, stubborn, blind: Who knows why we couldn’t stop? Greed maybe -- powerful corporations we couldn’t overcome. It won’t matter much to you who is to blame. You’ll be too busy coping in the diminished world we bequeath you.
One set of problems we pass on to you is not altogether our fault. It was handed down to us by our parents’ generation so hammered by cataclysmic world wars and economic hardship that they armed themselves to the teeth and saw enemies everywhere. Their paranoia was understandable, but they passed their fears on to us and we should have seen through them. I have lived through four major American wars in my 62 years, and by now defense and homeland security are powerful industries with a stranglehold on Congress and the economy. We knew that was a lousy deal, but trauma and terror darkened our imaginations and distorted our priorities. And, like you, we needed jobs.
Sorry we spent your inheritance on all that cheap bling and, especially, all those weapons of mass destruction. That was crazy and wasteful. I can’t explain it. I guess we’ve been confused for a long time now.
Oh, and sorry about the confusion. We called it advertising and it seemed like it would be easy enough to control. When I was a kid, commercials merely interrupted entertainment. Don’t know when the lines all blurred and the buy, buy, buy message became so ubiquitous and all-consuming. It just got outta hand and we couldn’t stop it, even when we realized we hated it and that it was taking us over. We turned away from one another, tuned in, and got lost.
I’m betting you can still download this note, copy it, share it, bust it up and remake it, and that you do so while plugged into some sort of electrical device you can’t live without -- so maybe you don’t think that an apology for technology is needed and, if that’s the case, an apology is especially relevant. The tools we gave you are fine, but the apps are mostly bogus. We made an industry of silly distraction. When our spirits hungered, we fed them clay that filled but did not nourish them. If you still don’t know the difference, blame us because we started it.
And sorry about the chemicals. I mean the ones you were born with in your blood and bones that stay there -- even though we don’t know what they’ll do to you). Who thought that the fire retardant that kept smokers from igniting their pillows and children’s clothes from bursting into flames would end up in umbilical cords and infants?
It just seemed like better living through chemistry at the time. Same with all the other chemicals you carry. We learned to accept cancer and I guess you will, too. I’m sure there will be better treatments for that in your lifetime than we have today. If you can afford them, that is. Turning healthcare over to predatory corporations was another bad move.
All in all, our chemical obsession was pretty reckless and we got into that same old pattern: just couldn’t give up all the neat stuff. Oh, we tried. We took the lead out of gasoline and banned DDT, but mostly we did too little, too late. I hope you’ve done better. Maybe it will help your generation to run out of oil, since so many of the toxic chemicals came from that. Anyway, we didn’t see it coming and we could have, should have. Our bad.
There are so many other things I wish I could change for you. We leave behind a noisy world. Silence is rare today, and unless some future catastrophe has left your numbers greatly diminished, your machines stilled, and your streets ghostly empty, it is likely that the last remnants of tranquility will be gone by the time you are my age.
And how about all those species, the abundant and wondrous creatures that are fading away forever as I write these words? I never saw a polar bear and I guess you can live without that, too, but when I think of the peep and chirp of frogs at night, the hum of bees busy on a flower bed, the trill of birds at dawn, and so many other splendorous pleasures that you may no longer have, I ache with regret. We should have done more to keep the planet whole and well, but we couldn’t get clear of the old ways of seeing, the ingrained habits, the way we hobble one another’s choices so that the best intentions never get realized.
Mostly I’m sorry about taking all the good water. When I was a child I could kneel down and drink from a brook or spring wherever we camped and played. We could still hike up to glaciers and ski down snow-capped mountains.
Clean, crisp, cold, fresh water is life’s most precious taste. A life-giving gift, all water is holy. I repeat: holy. We treated it, instead, as if it were merely useful. We wasted and tainted it and, again in a geological moment, sucked up aquifers that had taken 10,000 years to gather below ground. In my lifetime, glaciers are melting away, wells are running dry, dust storms are blowing, and rivers like the mighty Colorado are running dry before they reach the sea. I hate to think of what will be left for you. Sorry. So very, very sorry.
I’m sure there’s a boatload of other trouble we’re leaving you that I haven’t covered here. My purpose is not to offer a complete catalog of our follies and atrocities, but to do what we taught your parents to do when they were as little as you are today.
When you make a mistake, we told them, admit it, and then do better. If you do something wrong, own up and say you are sorry. After that, you can work on making amends.
I am trying to see a way out of the hardship and turmoil we are making for you. As I work to stop the madness, I will be mindful of how much harder your struggles will be as you deal with the challenges we leave you to face.
The best I can do to help you through the overheated future we are making is to love you now. I cannot change the past and my struggle to make a healthier future for you is uncertain, but today I can teach you, encourage you, and help you be as strong and smart and confident as you can be, so that whatever the future holds, whatever crises you face, you are as ready as possible. We will learn to laugh together, too, because love and laughter can pull you through the toughest times.
I know a better world is possible. We create that better world by reaching out to one another, listening, learning, and speaking from our hearts, face to face, neighbor to neighbor, one community after another, openly, inclusively, bravely. Democracy is not a gift to be practiced only when permitted. We empower ourselves. Our salvation is found in each other, together.
Across America this morning and all around the world, our better angels call to us, imploring us to rise up and be as resilient as our beloved, beautiful children and grandchildren, whose future we make today. We can do better. I promise.
Your grandfather,
Chip Ward
Note SMS290 on the 240 and M290 on the 186 may have caused 1st driver of each bus some confusion ..... and on the 2nd sheet note the 1 day only loan of SMS545 from UX to EW to help with extra saturday only duties. Ms upto 464 & M468 are the highest numbered buses delivered so far that week
One of the lecterns inside the church has a brass plaque embedded.
To the Glory of God and in loving memory of
CHARLES BERJEW BROOKE b.1868 d.1951 and of his wife
MAUD GWENDDOLEN BROOKE b.1872 d.1944 and of their son
CAPT. CHARLES BERJEW BROOKE D.S.O. b.1895 killed in action 1916
The memorial was given by the daughter of Charles Brooke (the father) in 1951.
www.iwm.org.uk/memorials/item/memorial/4326
BROOKE, CHARLES BERJEW
Rank:……………………………Lieutenant
Date of Death:…………….01/07/1916
Age:…………………………….21
Regiment:……………………Yorkshire Regiment
formerly Suffolk Regt. (Special Reserve), (formerly attd. 1st Bn.) The Queen's (Royal West Surrey Regiment)
Awards:……………………….D S O
Grave Reference:………..IV. H. 7.
Cemetery:……………………PERONNE ROAD CEMETERY, MARICOURT
Additional Information:
Son of Charles Berjew Brooke and Maud Gwenddolen Brooke, of Colne House, Brantham, Suffolk.
CWGC: www.cwgc.org/find-war-dead/casualty/310713/BROOKE,%20CHAR...
There is no obvious match for Charles in the Soldiers Died in the Great War database – the nearest match is a Cecil Berjew Brooke, a 2nd Lieutenant of the Alexandra Regiment, Battalion Not Shown, who was Killed in Action on the 1st July 1916. As with all Officers, no place of birth or residence is shown.
(Note – references to Alexandra Regiment, Princess of Wales Own and Green Howards are all alternative names for the Yorkshire Regiment).
The Medal Index Card for Second Lieutenant Charles “Beyent” Brooke, Yorkshire Regiment, is held at the National Archive under reference WO 372/3/89092 . He had originally been a Second Lieutenant in the Suffolk Regiment before becoming a Captain during his attachment from the Suffolks to the Royal West Surrey Regiment. He reverted to his former rank on joining the Yorkshire Regiment.
discovery.nationalarchives.gov.uk/details/r/D1503930
The Service Record for 2nd Lieutenant Charles Berjen Brooke, The Suffolk Regiment, are held at the National Archive under reference WO 339/16364
discovery.nationalarchives.gov.uk/details/r/C1070291
Most of any research I could do on this man has already been done – his father collected his letters home and had them privately published as “Letters from the boy”. The last one, dated 30th June 1916, ends:-
It is impossible to fear death out here when one is no longer an individual but a member of a regiment and of an army. To be killed means nothing to me, and it is only you who will suffer for it. You really pay the cost. I have been looking at the stars and thinking what an immense distance they are away! What an insignificant thing the loss of say forty years of life is compared with them. It seems scarcely worth talking about.
Well, good-bye you darlings. Try not to worry about it, and remember that we shall meet again, really quite soon. This letter is going to be posted if -----
Lots of love,
From your loving son Carl.
The same website source adds:-
Charles Berjew Brooke was born on the 7th March 1895 at Colne House, Brantham on River Stour, Suffolk, the only son of Mr Charles Berjew Brooke, an industrialist who manufactured "xylonite", i.e. celluloid. To avoid confusion, the younger Charles was known in the family as "Carl". He had a connection with Wales, because his mother Gwenddolen was the sister of Mrs Gertrude Bailey of "Stelvio" Newport, a lady prominent in her own right, and married to Mr Charles Henry Bailey of the Tyne Engine Works at Newport and Barry.
Carl was educated at Colchester Grammar School, followed by a preparatory school, Bilton Grange near,Rugby, and Bradfield College, Berks. He was interested in becoming a soldier from an early age, an interest stimulated by living near to the military town of Colchester, but a bout of diphtheria prevented him from taking part in strenuous exercise. Instead, to his great joy, he was taught rifle shooting , and was sent to represent the school at Bisley. He was allowed to join the college O.T.C., and awarded his certificate "A" in 1911, with extra marks for originality, and he left on the 31st of July 1913 with the rank of Colour Sergeant.
Carl must have had a flair for languages, as well as science, because he continued his education by studying chemistry in Berlin. Here he eagerly read as many German military books as he could find, including the German Field Service Book, as he intended to sit for the Army Interpreters’ Examination. He thought that every man should be trained, as he was sure that Germany intended to go to war against Britain, and at the end of July 1914, 6 days before war broke out between Britain and Germany, he returned home.
On his return, he applied for a commission in the Suffolk Special Reserve. To his disappointment, he was posted to 3rd Bn Norfolk Reg. in August 1914, but soon transferred to 3rd. Bn. Suffolk Reg. On Sept. 4th he was appointed a temporary Capt., dating from August 14th.
During his training he was marked top out of about thirty who joined with him. He was not to stay with them for long because in December he was attached to the 1st Bn The Queen’s (Royal West Surrey’s) and with 200 other reinforcements was sent out to France to replace the heavy losses they had suffered. In his letters home he described how well behaved his men were when they arrived in France, but he observed, rather wryly, that it could have been because they hadn’t been paid for a fortnight. He also commented on the wild Welsh and Scots who jumped out of the train at every halt and then raced after the train and got in anywhere, causing a lot of trouble and necessitating an "all change" at the next stop.
During his time at the Front he was able to make good use of his German, and he seems to have enjoyed his conversations with the prisoners who were brought in. He was also quite taken with their helmets, but felt that "it would hardly have been polite to bag the poor men’s hats". He also used his time to improve his French, and says that he has a good grasp of "Frenglish". He wrote home quite regularly, with detailed descriptions of life in the trenches. He made light of the fact that he had been shelled quite frequently, describing the sound as being like "water poured into a big jug from a tap"
In June, the War Office wrote to his Colonel asking whether he would recommend Lt. Brooke for a full Captaincy, but the Col. Replied that he had "Not enough service". The London Gazette for Sept. 4th.1915 records: Suffolk Regiment – Lieutenant to be Captain Charles B. Brooke, dating from August 14th, 1915.
On the morning of 25th Sept.1915, he was in action with the 1st Bn. The Queen’s at La Bassee, near Givenchy. All the other officers of B and D companies were killed, leaving him in command of the two companies, as well as some men from the H.L.I. and Oxford L.I. as they rushed the German trenches.
Encouraged by the 19 year old officer, they used up all their supply of bombs as well as those of the Germans before being driven back. Although wounded, Carl was the last to leave the trench, and it was reported that before leaving, he emptied his revolver at the advancing Germans, then threw the empty gun at a German officer, knocking him over.
He was wounded twice, once in the face which tore his cheek and mouth and knocked out two teeth and a serious chest wound, which fortunately, did not damage his lungs. He was admitted to 3rd. General Hospital at Le Treport.
On October 1st, he was sent to Alexandra Hospital for Officers, Millfield Lane, Highgate, London. In January 1916, he was mentioned in despatches, and on 14th he was awarded a D.S.O. for this action. The staff and works people from the village made a presentation to him for bringing honour to the village. His response was typically modest, he said "I was one of the lucky ones. Of course, I am glad to have won the D.S.O., but I want you to think of all those men who will not get anything, and who have deserved a decoration over and over again". He was invited to transfer to the Queen’s, and would have been happy to serve with them as a Lieutenant, but the Army had other plans.
In Feb. 1916 he was chosen for a commission in the Regular Army but it was in the Yorkshire Regiment, (The Green Howards’).Capt. Charles B. Brooke, D.S.O. was to be Sec. Lt., but to retain his higher rank until he joined a Regular Unit. In April 1916 he was sent to the 2nd. Battalion, which was serving with the 30th. division in France. He soon settled down to trench work, saying that his men were the best in the battalion, good at "sticking things" and "quite equal to the Queen’s". He said "I wouldn’t be pushed out of this regiment now". He was offered the chance of being trained as a staff officer, but said that he did not think he would be a success at it.
On the 1st July 1916, the 30th Division was to take Montauban. At 7.30a.m. the battalion was in Headquarters Avenue Trench with a battle strength of 24 officers and 688 other ranks who were to be responsible for occupying and consolidating the German front and support lines once they had been captured.
Carl was in command of "A" company, as it, advanced with "B" company under heavy machine gun fire, followed shortly by "C" and "D". Brooke was mortally wounded in the stomach, remaining alive just long enough for the stretcher bearers to reach the medical officer. His servant, Pte. Readman, reported his death, and that he had been buried at Bois de Talus Cemetery, near Carnoy. Lt.Col. Walter F. Young, commanding 2nd. Yorkshire Regiment wrote movingly of Carl as "a great favourite with all of us", and tried to reassure the family that he had not seemed to be in pain from his wound, and had been able to speak to the doctor before he died, as well as telling the stretcher bearers that it was hard lines being hit in the stomach. Col. Young said that he was most grieved at his loss, but had died as "he would have liked to do". He wrote to Carl’s mother, saying that he felt his loss more than that of any other officer, calling him "the cheeriest and best of good fellows", and describing their mutual enthusiasm for the works of Rudyard Kipling.
On July 3rd 1916, it was announced that 2nd. Lt. C.B. Brooke, D.S.O., was to be Temp. Capt. In Yorkshire Regiment, dated from May 16th. 1916.
www.powell76.talktalk.net/Brooke.htm
www.facebook.com/RoyalAnglianRegMuseum/posts/887556941356589
That final letter was sold at auction in November 2016
www.bristolauctionrooms.co.uk/135-lot-46-July-1st-1916-Ca...
That wasn’t all there was to remember his last hours by.
He was commissioned into 3rd Suffolk in 1914, having been born and raised in Brantham, near Manningtree. He had been wounded badly whilst winning his DSO in early 1916, and we heard of how even after emptying every chamber of his pistol into the advancing enemy, he then hurled his revolver at one of them, knocking him over! After his death on 1st July, his family published the letters he wrote home in a small memorial volume entitled “Letters from The Boy.” It was said that for many years his blood-stained and battered tunic hung in a frame in the hallway of his parents home.
www.friendsofthesuffolkregiment.org/2016-battlefield-tour...
A picture of Charles can be seen as one of the responses on page 1 of this forum query.
1914-1918.invisionzone.com/forums/topic/8032-officers-die...
The Imperial War Museum holds a copy of “Letters from the boy.”
www.iwm.org.uk/collections/item/object/1500034743
Family History websites
www.thosebefore.com/g1/p1386.htm
www.brooksfamilyhistory.co.uk/media/ONS%20-%20CWGC%20upda...
His headstone can be seen here:-
www.ww1-yorkshires.org.uk/jpg-files/overseas-cemeteries/p...
7th March 1895 – Birth……………
This birth date is quoted in the online biography for Charles, as well as one of the family tree links.
The birth of a Charles Berjew Brooke was registered with the Civil Authorities in the District of Samford in Suffolk in the April to June quarter, (Q2), of 1895. Then, as now, you had 42 days after the event to register the birth without facing a fine and a court appearance so a registration in this quarter is not incompatible with the date of birth quoted. Samford District included the Civil Parish of Brantham.
The marriage of his parents, Charles Berjew Brooke and Maud Gwenddolen Buchanan, was recorded in the Islington District of London in the April to June quarter, (Q2), of 1894.
1901 Census of England and Wales
The 6 year old Charles B Brooke, born Brantham, was recorded living at Colne House, Brantham. This was the household of his parents, Charles B., (32, Manager of Brantham Works, British Xyl.Co. Ld., born Liverpool, Lancashire), and Maude G., (26, born Cardiff, Glamorganshire). As well as Charles the couple also have a daughter, Gwenddolen F., (4, born Brantham). Completing the household is father Charles’ unmarried brother in law, Harold G. Buchanan, (22, Superintendent Xyl. Works, born London) and two live in domestic servants.
1911 Census of England and Wales
The 16 year old Charles B. Brooke, born ”Manningtree, Essex”, was recorded as a boarding school student at Bradfield, Reading, Berkshire.
His parents were still recorded living at Colne House, Brantham. Charles Berjew Junior and Mary Gwenddolen Brooke had then been married for 16 years and have had 2 children, both then still alive, but neither was at home. Charles, 42, is recorded as the Xylonite Works manager. Mary was then 38.
His sister Gwenddolen was also at boarding school – in her case at St Felix School, Reydon, Sothwold, Suffolk.
Until September 1911 the quarterly index published by the General Registrars Office did not show information about the mothers maiden name. A check of the General Registrars Office Index of Birth for England and Wales 1911 – 1983 shows no likely additional children of parents Charles and Maud.
Army career…………………………….
The London Gazette dated 8th January 1915 records that on probation Second Lieutenant Charles Berjew Brooke of the 3rd Battalion, The Suffolk Regiment was confirmed in his rank.
www.thegazette.co.uk/London/issue/29035/page/287/data.pdf
1st Queens Battalion War Diary 9th June 1915
Lieut C B Brooke is shown in command of B Coy in place of Lieut W. Nicholas, who was in Hospital.
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His promotion to Captain, effective 4th August 1915, appeared in the Supplement to the London Gazette dated Saturday 4 September 1915. Recorded on page 8815, he is shown under the Special Reserve of Officers, Suffolk Regiment.
www.thegazette.co.uk/London/issue/29284/supplement/1
1st Queens Battalion War Diary 25th September 1915
Section B.2. Our leading line advanced at 6.7 a.m. and reached the German 3rd line without great opposition. The attack was evidently a complete surprise.
The Battn. advanced on a frontage of two platoons. D. Coy. (Major BUNBURY) on the right and B. Coy, (Capt. Brooke) on the left. The advance was necessarily slow to keep behind the smoke, B & D Companies reached the German lines and gained touch with the 2/Oxford L.I. and the 2/H L I on the left and right respectively. The Support Company (C Coy) under Captain Weeding held on front line of trenches and, at about 8.15 A M two platoons of this Company reinforced B & D Companies, taking up a supply of Bombs with them, Lieut E D DREW commanded this party.
The Enemy developed a strong bombing attack on both flanks of the Regt., and our men were unable to reply effectively owing to a lack of bombs. About 9.45 a.m. the two and half companies were obliged to fall back into our own lines, under a very heavy machine gun fire from the right flank.
Casualties:- 2Lts A W A BRADSHAW, C D M FOWLER and E I B HOWELL killed & missing, 2 Lt F G PLANT wounded and missing, Major J.K.N. BUNBURY, Capt C B BROOKE, Lieutr H P FOSTER and 2 Lieut R G POYESON-MICES(?) wounded. Other Ranks, 19 Killed, 21 missing believed killed, 138 wounded, 80 Missing and wounded & missing, 7 suffering from gas. 1 died of wounds. Total 265 other ranks.
The remainder of the day was spent in reorganizing the line and in collecting wounded, burying dead etc.
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His appointment as Companion of the Distinguished Service Order appears in the Supplement to the London Gazette dated 14th January 1916. He was recorded as The Suffolk Regiment, Special Reserve (attached Royal West Surrey Regiment).
www.thegazette.co.uk/London/issue/29438/supplement/575/da...
The London Gazette dated 18th February 1916 included the notice:-
Alexandra, Princess of Wales’s Own (Yorkshire Regiment).
Captain Charles Berjew Brooke, D.S.O., from The Suffolk Regiment, Special Reserve, to be Second Lieutenant, and to retain his higher rank until ordered to join a Regular unit. Dated 19th February 1916, with seniority from 4th January, 1916, and precedence next above R, de H.M. Bell.
www.thegazette.co.uk/London/issue/29478/page/1812/data.pdf
On the day
Saturday July 1st 1916, Temperature 72°, clear sky
XIII CORPS -CAPTURE OF MONTAUBAN -30th DIVISION
The wire had been cut successfully. The Germans were mostly caught in dugouts, so little resistance was encountered
89th Brigade : starting from four lines of assembly trenches at 7.30 AM ,17th and 20th King's met little resistance and moved on to Casement and Alt Trenches. The 2nd Bedfordshire were in support and mopping-up. The attack pressed on to Dublin Trench. At 8.30 AM the right of the line joined with the French and the left, in the east end of Glatz Redoubt; simultaneously, the 3rd Battalion of the French 153rd Regiment entered Dublin Redoubt at the east of Dublin Trench. The position was consolidated
21st Brigade : The enemy here was also caught in its dugouts so little resistance was encountered
Leading, with 19th Manchesters, 18th King's went forward until they caught up with British barrage at Alt Trench, where they had to wait until the barrage lifted at 7.45 AM , before occupying it. The Manchesters had few losses but the King's were caught by enfilade machine-gun fire from the west side of Railway Valley. Fire from the Warren caused severe casualties among 2nd Green Howards who were in support, and few managed to cross no man's land. A party of Germans came out of a deep dugout and proceeded eastwards but were out-bombed by a party of moppers-up. This enabled 18th King's to advance along Train Alley to Glatz Redoubt, reaching it at 8.35 AM and joining with 89th Brigade
90th Brigade : At 8.30 AM 90th Brigade began its advance on Montauban, passing through 21st Brigade with 16th and 17th Manchesters. The 2nd Royal Scots Fusiliers were in close support. Despite machine-gun fire from Bresleau Alley, they continued their advance, and the German machine-gun was finally wiped out by a Lewis-gun of the 16th Manchesters. Under cover of a smoke-screen, the Manchesters and Royal Scots Fusiliers entered the village of Montauban at 10.05 AM , to find it deserted. By 11 AM the second objective in Montauban Alley was entered. The Germans were pulling back in large numbers. The 16th Manchesters rushed the battery in Caterpillar Valley and captured the first three guns of the battle. Montauban was consolidated.
At 12.30 PM 4th Coy, 20th King's (89th Brigade) attacked La Briqueterie from Dublin Trench under cover of an artillery bombardment
Simultaneously, bombers moved up Nord Alley cutting off the retreat of the garrison. By 12.35 PM La Briqueterie was taken, as were all objectives and the position was consolidated. By 6 PM the road to Maricourt-Montauban had been repaired 200 yards beyond the old German front line
The 30th Division had taken all its objectives
www.bandb-somme-bernafaywood.com/the-great-war/bernafay-w...
There is more on the 30th Divisions’ role here:-
www.longlongtrail.co.uk/battles/battles-of-the-western-fr...
PERONNE ROAD CEMETERY, MARICOURT
Location Information
Maricourt is a village situated on the D938, Albert-Peronne Road, 10.5 kilometres from Albert.
History Information
Maricourt was, at the beginning of the Battles of the Somme 1916, the point of junction of the British and French forces, and within a very short distance of the front line; it was lost in the German advance of March 1918, and recaptured at the end of the following August. The Cemetery, originally known as Maricourt Military Cemetery No.3, was begun by fighting units and Field Ambulances in the Battles of the Somme 1916, and used until August 1917; a few graves were added later in the War, and at the Armistice it consisted of 175 graves which now form almost the whole of Plot I. It was completed after the Armistice by the concentration of graves from the battlefields in the immediate neighbourhood and from certain smaller burial grounds, including:-
BRIQUETERIE EAST CEMETERY, MONTAUBAN, on the East side of the brick-works between Maricourt and Montauban, containing the graves of 46 soldiers from the United Kingdom who fell in the latter half of 1916.
CASEMENT TRENCH CEMETERY, MARICOURT, on the West side of the road to the Briqueterie, in which 163 soldiers from the United Kingdom and one from South Africa were buried in 1916-1918.
FARGNY MILL FRENCH MILITARY CEMETERY, CURLU, on the North bank of the Somme, in which six soldiers from the United Kingdom and two from Australia were buried in 1916-1918.
LA COTE MILITARY CEMETERY, MARICOURT, a little way West of Peronne Road Cemetery, containing the graves of 38 soldiers from the United Kingdom and one from Australia who fell in 1916-1917.
TALUS BOISE BRITISH CEMETERY, CARNOY, between Carnoy and Maricourt, at the South end of a long copse. It was used in the latter half of 1916 and (chiefly by the 5th Royal Berks) in August 1918, and it contained the graves of 175 soldiers from the United Kingdom and five from South Africa.
(Plus other site but whose details indicate none from 1916)
There are now 1348, 1914-18 war casualties commemorated in this site. Of these, 366 are unidentified and special memorials are erected to 26 soldiers from the United Kingdom known or believed to be buried among them. Other special memorials record the names of three soldiers from the United Kingdom, buried in other cemeteries, whose graves could not be found.
CWGC: www.cwgc.org/find-a-cemetery/cemetery/32200/peronne-road-...
As part of the commemoration of the outbreak of the Great War, the Commonwealth War Graves Commission added a number of original documents to their website. One of those on their webpage for Charles Brooke is a Concentration Report. These reports detail an exhumation and move to the current resting place. He was one of at least 10 graves moved from map reference 62c.A.14.b.5.4 into Peronne Road Cemetery. Charles was the only officer – the other nine British soldiers all died in 1918 Someone has written in blue pencil down the side of the report “Maricourt 3/95E”, which might imply they came from either the La Cote Cemetery or Casement Trench Cemetery.
A report prepared for the Commission to take over maintenance of the graves indicates they were at the new location by the start of November 1920.
Postscript………………….
The 1916 Probate Calendar records that Charles Berjew Brooke, of Colne House, Brantham. Suffolk, a Captain 2nd Battalion Yorkshire Regiment D.S.O., died 1 July 1916 in France. Administration of his estate was granted at the Ipswich Court on the 28th August 1916 to Charles Berjew Brooke, (the younger), manager of the British Xylonite company’s Brantham works. His effects were valued at £322 2s 4d.
probatesearch.service.gov.uk/Calendar#calendar
The edition of The Times, dated Monday July 10, 1916 records his death and includes a brief obituary.
CAPTAIN CHARLES BERJEW BROOKE, D.S.O., Yorkshire Regiment, was the only son of Mr. and Mrs. C.B. Brooke, jun. of Colne House, Brantham, Suffolk, and was 21 years of age. He was educated at Belton Grange, near Rugby, and Bradfield College. He was gazetted to the 3rd Suffolk Regiment on the outbreak of war, and was sent to France, attached to the 1st Queen’s, in December 1914, and rose to the rank of captain. He was seriously wounded while leading his company in the attack on September 25, 1915, and was mentioned in dispatches and awarded the D.S.O. In January 1916 he was chosen for a commission in the Regular Army, and was gazetted to the Yorkshire Regiment. He was killed on July 1st “while leading his company into action in this recent attack”.
The Births, Marriages and Deaths announcement in the Western Mail on the following included a note on the death of Charles “On Active Service”.
BROOKE.- On July 1st, in France, Charles Berjew Brooke, D.S.O., Second-lieutenant, Princess of Wales’ Own Yorkshire Regiment, aged 21, only son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles B. Brooke Junr., of Colne House, Brantham, Suffolk, and nephew of Mrs. C.H. Bailey, Stelvio, Newport, Mon.
That final letter was printed in full in the editions of The Surrey Advertiser, dated Saturday, July 22nd 1916 and Monday, July 24, 1916, under the heading Former Queen’s Officer Letter. It is noted that there are many in The Queens who will remember Captain Brooke, and “many others who will find consolation in the letter”. On the same page in the Officers Killed section, as well as his name appearing in the list there is also a few lines about him.
Lieut. and Temp. Capt. Brooke, D.S.O., Yorkshire Regiment, who was killed in action on July 1st, was attached to a battalion of The Queens from December 1914, until he was wounded on September 25th 1915. He was the only son of Mr. and Mrs. C.B. Brooke, Colne House, Brantham, Suffolk, and was 22. His colonel writes: “As soon as he joined us we recognised him as a born leader of men, and I at once put him in command of a company. He was leading it to the assault when he was shot.”
Yes let's meet autumn as our mid-autumn festival is coming! Things do converge mysteriously with or without you knowing or seeing, finding the connections is no big achievement but brings small pleasures to our lives.
I was in Seoul 2 weeks ago meeting Mr. Nam who's company Appree just launched "Leaf-it" and already shipped to Japan's Marcs International for distribution. The leaf post-it comes in 8 different types, each with various sizes and colors of leaves. I hope they are coming to our stores soon.
Two days ago I received a Mackinaw Autumn package from Field Notes, another hint of autumn coming, in colors I'm so very in love with. I regret that I missed their summer collection (Butcher Orange, Butcher Blue, Grass Stain Green). Hmmm.... so Tradio Nature just came to me, Leaf-it and Mackinaw Autumn are both on my desk now, they are all here to set something in motion, the welcoming of our 3,000 years old tradition, mid-autumn festival.
Tasty moon cakes await us, beautiful lanterns hanging all over the places, family gathering dinner and Chiu Chau tea ceremony at home..... such a pleasant anticipation. I particularly like what the shops do on Queen's Road West, about 5-6 stores normally selling incense for worship now hang hundreds of lanterns so beautifully which lighten up the streets. I was there with family on Sunday night, people were there lingering in such warm atmosphere. Tomorrow we will definitely go the park with our lanterns.
PS. My son told me something funny this evening: "God has no time to talk to us, because he has to make up some homework for us, so God is very difficult and we have to thank Him". Where did he get the ideas?
More on Scription blog: moleskine.vox.com/library/post/meet-autumn.html
There is enough for everyone. I laugh when I hear kids say, "I liked that song first and now she likes it.....GOSH!"
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So it's less than 24 hours until the KOTO sponsored bike ride.
An eighty kilometre bicycle ride through the still green lakes and hills of Vietnam, to raise money for a worthy cause: the education and training of street children of Ha Noi, by an aussie charity here.
I'm all hyped up. Pumped, as Arnie says. I'm ready to kill myself doing this.
And kill myself doing this is extremely likely.Did I mention that I'm not really outdoorsy?That despite my action man exploits underwater, back on dry land, I remain the world's biggest seven stone weakling?Did I mention that I haven't ridden a bicycle in fifteen years?Did I mention that I haven't done any physical exercise at all since rowing with the british dragonboat team in Singapore four weeks ago?I did mention that just those two hours left me crippled for two days, didn't I?Did I point out what eighty kilometres is in imperial measurements? It's FIFTY MILES. When I wrote to everyone in my address book asking for sponsorship, I didn't realise this. To a Brit, every metrical measurement appears tiny. I assumed this would be something simple, like a foot or so. 80 metres. 80 centimetres. Perhaps 80 millimetres. You know, something possible?I ever mention to you that even in the gym in days of yore, the stationary bike machines were the one thing I couldn't cope with? That my thigh muscles are such flaccid dead fish of a human sinew that they usually appeared to split at the seams after just 75 repetitions of pressing down an unweighted wheel to get nowhere?Many of my good sponsors have communicated an earnest hope that I have been in training since I foolishly agreed to murder myself by two wheeled means. This is not so. My training regime has been a peculiar one. It involves food poisoning, a full week laid prone in bed, running to the toilet every hour, and eating one bowl of rice and boiled broccoli a day. I look skinnier, yeah, but fitter? Think 'The Pianist'.Have I mentioned that Ha Noi's road traffic doesn't follow any rules whatsoever? That simply crossing a road intact was a Vietnamese challenge set by one reader, here?The streets are infested with speeding mopeds, ridden to be seen, not to get from A to B, and therefore populated with the type of motorist whose mirrors are angled to check their hair is straight rather than to stay alive.The rules of the road are: the bigger the vehicle, the faster you have to move out of the way. Horns are a deafening everpresent scrum. A horn beeping replaces the indicator lights, replaces the use of brakes, alerts people to the oncoming road accident, and tells everyone that you're rich enough to have a moped. Horns beep day and night in an orchestral cacophony. Horns beeping will not save me from harm.Did I tell you that the reason I never cycled in London was because I'm not roadworthy. I was the only kid in my primary school class who didn't pass the Cycling Proficiency Test.Did I tell you that the last time I cycled anywhere, I had to ask a friend to cycle just in front of me, so I could steal the signals from her without looking behind me? Because if I look over my shoulder, I wobble ten feet to the left, then fall off the bike?That I've never yet managed to stay on the bike on a mild incline?That I have a serious problem navigating Ha Noi's streets, and have only once managed to leave my hotel without getting lost within six paces?That one of the KOTO bike rides central problems is that people with an actual sense of direction get lost year after year?Are you feeling quite how bloody foolish this bike ride will be for me yet?Nevertheless I will do this.
I will do this because KOTO is a really really worthwhile cause. I will do this because I promised my friends if they sponsored me, I would photograph my agony and embarrassment.
I will do this because having read this promise, my sodding bloody over-generous friends committed more than $800USD in just 48 hours, if I kill myself on Saturday.
Every mile I ride, every muscle I tear, every ragged gasp I breathe, every pained tear I shed, every tendon I split will be recorded for their delectation.
And it will kill me.
"if you're not willing to be changed by a place, there's no point in going."
If you're willing to add to the sum raised by my death, and are titillated by the thought that KOTO will sell you pictures of it, please leave your email and your sponsorship promises in the comments below.
Roll call of esteemed sponsors:
Russell Braterman, Germany, Eroica from Frogstar World, NZ, Looby from Gay Nazi Sex Vicar ..., UK, Francesca from End Message, UK, Vikki Tomlinson, UK, Martin from Web Frog, UK, Tess from Bored and Broke, Northern Ireland, Duch, UK, my mum and dad, UK, Margret Smith, Spain, Ruth Gilburt, UK, jatb, UK, Will of Moving Forward, Mexico, Tim Worstall, UK, Karen from Secret Walk, Phillippines, Robin Brzakalik, UK, my sister, UK, Paul from Noxturne, USA, Paula Newark, UK, Fishboy from Effing the Ineffable, Australia, Pete Connolly, UK, Yidaho from kitchensunk, UK, Bloom from Tales from the Chalkface, UK, Madeleine Minson, Sweden, Emma from Etcher: A Print Maker's Diary, UK, my mum's boss at work, UK, Terry of More Coffee, Less Dukkha, UK, Mike of Troubled Diva, UK, Nicole Hammond, UK.
Killers, all of them.
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9 February 2013
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A love note found within a copy of "The Female Eunuch" I bought at a thrift store. The note looks to be over a decade old, and possibly up to three decades old.