Macro Monday - Crumbs #macromonday

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Shadow Shot Sunday - Rebels

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Silent Sunday #silentsunday

Saturday is Caption Day #SatCap

Simply post up a photo and ask your readers to come up with a caption for it. Enjoy.

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Photo Story Friday - The Nude

Hosted by Cecily and Lolli

It's really rather sobering how your children see you.

I give you a picture of myself in my 'Sunday Best' drawn by my five year old daughter, Amy.

Note if you will, the shifty piggy eyes situated far too close together for anyone's liking framed by the smug knowing smile. Also notice the rotunded body devoid of waist and the skinny stick like legs, because of course, nothing grows in the shade.

Please, do not pass up a fleeting glance at the saggy odd shaped 'boobies' complete with large lopsided nipples. She even has my flicky hair right.

However, I seem to be standing on some sort of giant pink surfboard. I don't know what's going on there. I have never expressed an interest in surfing, nude or otherwise.



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Wot So Funee #funee

Amy has been invited to a party of a little girl she doesn't really get one with.

'I can't possibly go,' she swooned, 'I feel ill.'

'But it's not until the end of March,' I reasoned, 'you may feel better by then.

'No, I think I'm going to be sick forever.'

Amy: Why did the apple and the banana cross the road?

Me: I don't know, why did they cross the road?

Amy: *in a sinister voice* Because they wanted to get run over. Why aren't you laughing? It's funny.

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The Gallery - Landscapes #thegallery

The theme for this week's Gallery Post is: Landscapes.

The above picture was taken on a freezing morning on 1st February when the temperatures dipped as low as minus seven, despite the brilliant sunshine.

Myself and Amy pass this line of oak trees on our way to school every school day. It's great to see the ways in which they change during the seasons.

They form part of the original oaken grove from which this park takes its name -

"Oaken Grove Park covers 8 hectares and is located in the built up area of north west Maidenhead.

The area covered by the park was once part of Pinkneys Green Farm Estate which was sold for housing in the 1920's. The Borough of Maidenhead purchased the land in 1935 for use as a public open space. The Park is thought to be named after a grove of oak trees situated on the Farm Estate.

Between 1938 and 1939 the land was laid out as public open space and a sports pavilion, tennis courts and a bowling green and clubhouse were constructed."

It just proves, you don't have to go far from home to find interesting landscapes. Some of the best ones are right on your doorstep.

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Taphophile Tragics - Far From Home

Taphophilia is a passion for and enjoyment of cemeteries. The singular term is a taphophile.

Angel monument to Andrew Neville Chirnside who died on 17th May 1901 aged 12 years. All Saints Maidenhead Cemetery, All saints Avenue, Maidenhead Berkshire.

Andrew Neville Chirnside was born in 1889 in Werribee, Victoria, Australia to Robert Chirnside and Alice Belinda Chirnside nee Hodges. His father Robert was a member of one of the leading families of landowners in Australasia in the 1880's and by all accounts -

"A man of kindly heart and generous disposition, keenly interested in pastoral management and everything connected with country life, and taking a pride in having everything of the best around him."

Robert Chirnside passed away on 4th January 1900 after a three year illness which had started with a bad cold, eventually leading to trouble with the lungs. He left behind his widow Alice and five children, three sons and two daughters.

It was on 17th May 1901 during a trip back to England with his mother Alice, that Andrew was tragically struck by peritonitis which quickly proved to be fatal.

An article in The Adelaide Register records -

"The passengers by The Australia have been greatly shocked at the death of Andrew Neville Chirnside, 12 yr old son of the late Mr Robert Chirnside of Carranballac, Victoria, which took place on the passage between Plymouth and London on 17 May. Until reaching the later stage of the voyage the lad was in the full flush of youthful vigour but a seizure of peritonitis quickly proved fatal."

I wonder how poor Mrs Chirnside must have felt losing her young son so soon after losing her beloved husband. How terrible it must have been for her to have to bury her child so far from home and then return to the other side of the world.

Macro Monday #macromonday

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Silent Sunday #silentsunday

Saturday is Caption Day #SatCap

Simply post up a photo and ask your readers to come up with a caption for it. Enjoy.

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Photo Story Friday - Beauty in Decay

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Hosted by Cecily and Lolli

Not a terribly exciting story to go with this picture.

I don't do flowers. I have enough trouble remembering to look after myself, let alone any kind of house plant. I operate a sort of 'death row' for vegitation. They come to my home with such hope and promise only to be cruelly denied their most basic of needs. The only time I really remember to water them is when they're already past the point of no return.

That where this dead Narcissus bloom was when I notcied it on the windowsill. I liked how the light filtered through the papery petals, giving them an almost see through qaulity. At least this flower can rest in the knowledge it died for art's sake.

The Gallery - Embarrassing Outfits #thegallery

This week's theme on The Gallery is: Embarrassing Outfits.

Of course, I am far too clever and sophisticated to have ever worn anything remotely embarrassing. So I will have to share with you instead a picture of my husband being a prat with a black shirt and a piece of white card. More tea, Vicar?

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Taphopile Tragics - Snow Angel

Taphophilia is a passion for and enjoyment of cemeteries The singular term is a taphophile.


The snow laden angel of 'The Finch Family Grave'. All Saints Maidenhead Cemetery, All Sainst Avenue, Maidenhead Berkshire.


William Michael Finch died 27th July 1919 aged 79 years
Emily Finch died 29th July 1902 aged 61 years

Also of their only son William Alexander Finch died 18th August 1925 aged 59

Monument by Emmanuel Harris & Son, Monumental Masons, Beaumont Street London.


William Michael Finch was born in Hackney London in 1840 and became a zinc worker by trade. In 1864 William married Emily Prockter in Shoreditch London and by 1866 they were blessed with the birth of their only child William Alexander Finch.

In the 1891 Census William Snr was listed as living by own means at 76 Victoria Park Road, South Hackney, London along with his wife Emily, their son William, by now an Architect and Surveyor and their house keeper Emily Lee. William and Emily Finch lived out their lives and died in Hackney London. So how is it they came to be buried in Maidenhead Berkshire?

In the 1901 Census their son William and his wife Emeline nee Blundell were listed as living at Ray Road Maidenhead. Could it be that when his parents died William couldn't bare to be parted from them so arranged their burial closer to his home in Maidenhead? William himself died in Wycombe Buckinghamshire in 1925, but what became of his wife Emeline? Is she buried within the Finch family grave but not listed or does she lay elsewhere.

Also I find it odd why the memorial angel would be depicted carrying a small child when everyone in the grave passed away well into adulthood, or is there more to the story?