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Yo realmente"X" al Guareo...

prefiero estar sobrio!!

 

I really really "X" Guareo....

I prefer to be sober!!

Winchester Cathedral

 

Death of Thomas Thetcher, 1764

 

To members of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) the name Thomas Thetcher, a grenadier in the North Regiment of the Hants Militia, is synonymous with the foundation of their organisation. But the curious link between Thetcher’s grave in the churchyard of Winchester Cathedral and AA is less well known to the wider public.

Thetcher died aged 26 on May 12, 1764 after drinking contaminated ‘small’ beer. He was buried in Winchester Cathedral churchyard with the following inscription on his tombstone:

 

In Memory of

Thomas Thetcher

a Grenadier in the North Regt. of Hants Militia, who died of a violent Fever contracted by drinking Small Beer when hot the 12th of May 1764. Aged 26 Years.

 

In grateful remembrance of whose universal good will towards his Comrades, this Stone is placed here at their expense, as a small testimony of their regard and concern.

 

Here sleeps in peace a Hampshire Grenadier,

Who caught his death by drinking cold small Beer,

Soldiers be wise from his untimely fall

And when ye’re hot drink Strong or none at all.

 

This memorial being decay’d was restor’d by the Officers of the Garrison AD 1781.

 

An Honest Soldier never is forgot

Whether he die by Musket or by Pot.

 

The Stone was replaced by the North Hants Militia when disembodied at Winchester, on 26 April 1802, in consequence of the original Stone being destroyed.

And again replaced by The Royal Hampshire Regiment 1966.

 

In 1918, a young American soldier named Bill Wilson, who was encamped near Winchester with his US Army unit while en route to the Western Front, visited the city’s cathedral and chanced upon Thomas Thetcher’s grave. Wilson was struck by the inscription and also by the similarity between Thetcher’s name and that of a boyhood friend, Ebby Thacher. After the war, Wilson became a successful businessman, but heavy drinking marred his career and he was eventually told that he would either die from his alcoholism or have to be locked up permanently.

 

Remarkably, however, Wilson and a handful of fellow alcoholics – including Ebby Thacher – discovered a way to achieve sobriety. He became a founding member of Alcoholics Anonymous and wrote a book about his battle with drink in the hope of inspiring other alcoholics. In it he recalled his visit to Winchester Cathedral and how the gravestone had caught his eye, describing it as an ‘ominous warning which I failed to heed’. Clearly, he had forgotten the part of the inscription which read: ‘When ye’re hot drink Strong or not at all’…

 

There is no evidence that Thomas Thetcher was an alcoholic. In the mid-18th Century most people drank small beer – a weak brew – rather than water which carried cholera, typhoid and other diseases. It is likely that the ‘violent fever’ which killed Thetcher was caused by one of these diseases which had not been killed off in the making of that particular batch of beer. Ironically, had Thetcher drunk ‘strong’ beer, which had a higher alcohol content, he would probably have survived.

 

The book in which Wilson tells of his visit to Winchester Cathedral – AA’s famous ‘Big Book’ – has sold around 30 million copies. In 2011, Time magazine listed it among the 100 most influential books written in English since 1923. A year later the Library of Congress designated it as one of 88 ‘Books that Shaped America’.

 

The tombstone that Bill Wilson saw in 1918 was the copy of the 1764 original erected in 1802. In 1966 it was moved for safekeeping to the Royal Hampshire Regimental Museum at Serle’s House in Winchester where visitors can still see it. It was replaced in the cathedral grounds by the present updated copy, which is also based on the 1764 original.

Laughter is day, and sobriety is night; a smile is the twilight that hovers gently between both, more bewitching than either.

 

-- Henry Ward Beecher

Just a long and tall house in my hometown Hof

 

Hasselblad 503 CX

Carl Zeiss CF 2.8/80 Planar

Ilford FP 4

  

A veces la forma mas sencilla de encontrar la inspiración

es escuchar un poco de...

música...?

Starting February with elegance, modernity and sobriety with my new MVMT watch! I love its classic design.

You can buy MVMT watches in stores throughout Spain 🇪🇸

Yo realmente"X" al Guareo...

prefiero estar sobrio!!

 

I really really "X" Guareo....

I prefer to be sober!!

Lebuh Ampang + Kodak Colour Plus 200

 

Outing with faizaljoy, kupih & suhaimisalleh

 

the soundtrack Ugly Kid Joe - Menace to Sobriety

And hoping that everybody´s head has returned to sobriety by now :)

 

I think this one is just the right image to post as my first serious upload in the New Year.

Shot in Shanghai Lujiazui.

  

© Andy Brandl (2012)

Don´t redistribute - don´t use on webpages, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission.

See my "profile" page for my portfolio´s web address and information regarding licensing of this image for personal or commercial use.

"No tengo preferencias en cuanto a las flores, siempre que sean salvajes, libres y espontáneas"

 

Edward Paul Abbey.

 

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Tanita Tikaram. Twist in my Sobriety

 

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he stained sobriety and wrote whore in her heart

Jesse and Mike rent a hotel room for three hours in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Although Jesse has been attempting sobriety by living with her parents in upstate New York, she continues to relapse by coming to Manhattan and using.

"Let go! Blue Week" —Dutch anti-alcohol poster.

From PeterJ ©

For a better look: View On Black

 

Para uma das fotógrafas que mais admiro e estimo... e de quem tenho o privilégio de ser amigo!

Feliz aniversário, Paulete!

Beijocas e felicidades mil...

 

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I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear

I like my toast done on one side

And you can hear it in my accent when I talk

I'm an Englishman in New York

 

See me walking down Fifth Avenue

A walking cane here at my side

I take it everywhere I walk

I'm an Englishman in New York

 

whoa I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm an Englishman in New York

whoa I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm an Englishman in New York

 

If "manners maketh man" as someone said

Then he's the hero of the day

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile

Be yourself no matter what they say

 

whoa I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm an Englishman in New York

whoa I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm an Englishman in New York

 

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety

You could end up as the only one

Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society

At night a candle's brighter than the sun

 

Takes more than combat gear to make a man

Takes more than license for a gun

Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can

A gentleman will walk but never run

 

If "manners maketh man" as someone said

Then he's the hero of the day

It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile

Be yourself no matter what they say

Be yourself no matter what they say

Be yourself no matter what they say

 

(Be yourself no matter what they say...)

whoa I'm an alien

I'm a legal alien

I'm an Englishman in New York

 

Sting | Englishman in New York

Today I turned one year new. It is my first annual sober birthday as it is called. 365 is an interesting series of numbers. Being on Flickr I have a daily reminder of a much deeper goal(Thank you all) and a huge appreciation of getting there. Although I didn't actively participate in any 365 type of group or project, silently I have been doing mine beside yours. My start to sobriety also coincides with my start on flickr (I joined earlier and posted 2 food shots, then forgot about it until this year). Flickr allowed me to get outside of myself and see all of the wonders the world has to offer, that and I got the shutterbug pretty quickly as well. With help from Agnieszka I manged to begin to navigate my way around the camera.

 

The Flickrverse has been exactly what I have needed to get through this year. Something to focus on and see results. A daily interaction of sorts. When I started this journey I had very little knowledge of what it would or could look like. And...lets just say that I am more than pleased!! I know I have said it before, but this year has been pure magic. And, I owe a ton of thanks to all of you for the comments, support, friendship and for sharing your photos with me. I have seen some of the most amazing shots here and everyday it makes me strive to become better at how I see the world. THANK YOU!!!

 

As for the cake....It is all about chocolate today. I baked it, dressed it and now I am going to eat it too. All of it. Well, maybe I will share a bite with Agnieszka, but no more than that. I wish that I could share it with all of you as well, but the photo will have to suffice. Just know that it is very good and rich and decadent and above all delicious!

 

You can bake one too if you like.....email me for the recipe!

 

And if you do, please tell me how it is!

 

Happiest of Holidays to everyone! And have a happy, fantastic New Years! See you in a few weeks....off to Poland via the Czech Republic.....yes!

 

Last summer a friend of ours, now in her (nearly) mid-eighties, gave us a selection of bottles from her basement.

 

She'd kept this wine for a couple of decades. But in the meantime she had given up drinking. She wanted it out of the house.

 

We were glad to be the beneficiaries. We are slowly going through what she gave us.

 

This was a 22-year-old French red and it held up very well. We drank it over a couple of nights this week. Mmmm.

Photo by Darkyn Dover

 

Style Card

 

Hair: Moon. Hair. // Nashville

Outfit: GizzA - Leather Coat with Jumsuit [Black] Black

Shoes: JD - Fever Slink Shoes Leather Black

Jewelry: **RE** LUX Eclat - Stud Earring + :::ChicChica::: Bayazet Silve Ring + MINIMAL - Bella Necklace Silver

 

Winchester Cathedral

 

Death of Thomas Thetcher, 1764

 

To members of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) the name Thomas Thetcher, a grenadier in the North Regiment of the Hants Militia, is synonymous with the foundation of their organisation. But the curious link between Thetcher’s grave in the churchyard of Winchester Cathedral and AA is less well known to the wider public.

Thetcher died aged 26 on May 12, 1764 after drinking contaminated ‘small’ beer. He was buried in Winchester Cathedral churchyard with the following inscription on his tombstone:

 

In Memory of

Thomas Thetcher

a Grenadier in the North Regt. of Hants Militia, who died of a violent Fever contracted by drinking Small Beer when hot the 12th of May 1764. Aged 26 Years.

 

In grateful remembrance of whose universal good will towards his Comrades, this Stone is placed here at their expense, as a small testimony of their regard and concern.

 

Here sleeps in peace a Hampshire Grenadier,

Who caught his death by drinking cold small Beer,

Soldiers be wise from his untimely fall

And when ye’re hot drink Strong or none at all.

 

This memorial being decay’d was restor’d by the Officers of the Garrison AD 1781.

 

An Honest Soldier never is forgot

Whether he die by Musket or by Pot.

 

The Stone was replaced by the North Hants Militia when disembodied at Winchester, on 26 April 1802, in consequence of the original Stone being destroyed.

And again replaced by The Royal Hampshire Regiment 1966.

 

In 1918, a young American soldier named Bill Wilson, who was encamped near Winchester with his US Army unit while en route to the Western Front, visited the city’s cathedral and chanced upon Thomas Thetcher’s grave. Wilson was struck by the inscription and also by the similarity between Thetcher’s name and that of a boyhood friend, Ebby Thacher. After the war, Wilson became a successful businessman, but heavy drinking marred his career and he was eventually told that he would either die from his alcoholism or have to be locked up permanently.

 

Remarkably, however, Wilson and a handful of fellow alcoholics – including Ebby Thacher – discovered a way to achieve sobriety. He became a founding member of Alcoholics Anonymous and wrote a book about his battle with drink in the hope of inspiring other alcoholics. In it he recalled his visit to Winchester Cathedral and how the gravestone had caught his eye, describing it as an ‘ominous warning which I failed to heed’. Clearly, he had forgotten the part of the inscription which read: ‘When ye’re hot drink Strong or not at all’…

 

There is no evidence that Thomas Thetcher was an alcoholic. In the mid-18th Century most people drank small beer – a weak brew – rather than water which carried cholera, typhoid and other diseases. It is likely that the ‘violent fever’ which killed Thetcher was caused by one of these diseases which had not been killed off in the making of that particular batch of beer. Ironically, had Thetcher drunk ‘strong’ beer, which had a higher alcohol content, he would probably have survived.

 

The book in which Wilson tells of his visit to Winchester Cathedral – AA’s famous ‘Big Book’ – has sold around 30 million copies. In 2011, Time magazine listed it among the 100 most influential books written in English since 1923. A year later the Library of Congress designated it as one of 88 ‘Books that Shaped America’.

 

The tombstone that Bill Wilson saw in 1918 was the copy of the 1764 original erected in 1802. In 1966 it was moved for safekeeping to the Royal Hampshire Regimental Museum at Serle’s House in Winchester where visitors can still see it. It was replaced in the cathedral grounds by the present updated copy, which is also based on the 1764 original.

...and i don't think sobriety is on the horizon

Dem city views. Manhattan Bridge in the distance.

Shot from the 16th Floor of The Standard Hotel, East Village.

Today something incredible happened, and it wasn't even me-

involved in it's opportune, otherworldly fathom

of emotion drowned in the pool of life's missing gene

where a pulled plug allowed an echo to swim in a ethereal agendum

intoxicated with sobriety, here is a place to ponder all that lay between-

the passing, the mourning, a loved one...now shadows the passage of life to the highest degree

 

Nothing could have prepared today, Thursday, for the written word so sedulous

September 1, 2007; pen touched the paper of the book opened this day

read with such spirit as to be completely carried away beyond years,

beyond fears, the tears trace the missing words unspoken in a life they now miraculously portray

goosebumps focus attention upon the realisation it nears

such words you will never hear, yet the feeling within may bound the character so insulous

 

Nobody ever thought it could happen like this, not this way

it is tear-inducing, thought-provoking, life-questioning...all of fluvial emotion,

the entrails over the sky of living heart and sunlit Soul

could it be anywhere other than right here, somehow just a superstitious notion?

or not quite...this event like a chevron Cirrus patrolling sunset's starlit rôle

the final appeasement of past hurts which reverence gives away

 

Now, into thirds Thursday prefers cursory words without recourse to being disturbed

it's a right Heavenly jump staged not to frighten, but to console

playing a hand well beyond the science of motivated reasoning

this is pure, and simple, yet deeper than the depths of pain now healing with a belief to extol

that firmness of mind, devout and true, heeds to the stoic premise of human seasoning

where shock subsides hope now resides, unfurling so seemly unto Earth unperturbed

 

if solace is spiritual let it be so, if proof is needed let is prove so

through individual taste desire is sought; unique digestion of each hinterland

familiarity is witnessed best when the eyes remain closed, but so perceptive-

woods and trees, scarlet sunset thieves, are the nights getting longer throughout our dreamy heartland?

a picture of the mind, within and beside itself is the vision of plenitude that fills a sorrow receptive,

there is no call...none that echo greater than the one already answered ages ago.

 

by anglia24

September 2008

©2008anglia24

 

for Tatay...RIP.

 

C'est une photo à propos des gens alcooliques. Mon père l'était.

 

It's a photo about alcoholic people. My father was an alcoholic.

 

Strobist: a yongnuo speedlight at left of the camera and high.

Anish Kapoor

Giant 'butterfly net' Temenos is the first of five Teesside sculptures that aim to become biggest artwork in world

 

Music : Please Right Click and select "Open link in new tab"

www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s8glZ-efMg

 

Twist in my sobriety - Tanita Tikaram

Do to the cold weather, I'm going back in time to find something fun to do. I'm going to post a series of four images over the next few days that I think are quite fun. I hope you enjoy them and the attempt at humor as the series progresses. Hopefully the titles will tell the story.....

  

Best viewed LARGE or ORIGINAL if you have time... thanks....

 

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