The Wunderkammer of the Mild Colonial Boy, Esq., a Reactionary Tory Gentleman, who armed only with a Steampowered Babbage Engine and Pure Intentions, wanders the Time Streams and Aetheric Plane gathering an Eccentric Hodgepodge of Curiousities, Frivolities, Whimsicalities and Nonsense.
Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
For a 1954 royal tour of Australia—taken the year after her coronation ceremony—the young queen wore slim white lace and gloves and actually carried a parasol to go with her wide-brimmed “cartwheel”-style straw hat.
The present wave of memorabilia for the Queens Golden Jubilee brought to mind a piece of memorabilia that caused a sensation in Barnsley in the Coronation Year of 1953. The Barnsley British Cooperative Society decided to present its own tribute to the new monarch. Every other item of memorabilia had a picture of the Queen on but in the opinion of The Barnsley British Cooperative Society , there was a person who outranked the Queen as far as The Barnsley British Cooperative Society was concerned and that was Mr H.Wilde JP, the President of The Barnsley British Cooperative Society
Accordingly the picture on the tea caddy was of Mr H. Wilde JP, the top and two other sides extolled the virtues of The Barnsley British Cooperative Society and as a grudging gesture to the Royal Occasion on the back was a small picture of Windsor Castle.It caused an uproar in Barnsley and rang down the years long enough for me to mention to my daughter last week who discovered they are still being sold on E-Bay!!
I went to school with the son of Mr H.Wilde. JP so got to know all about the families reaction to the uproar. While I’m name dropping I was at school with Michael Parkinson (Chat show host) and Brian Glover (Actor, famously ‘Kes’). These fade into insignificance against my late Father in Law who went to Wakefield Grammar and was in the same class as Haigh, the Acid Bath Murderer. I knew a murderer quite well as we lived next door to his Aunt and Uncle. I remember going round with his Aunt getting signatures on a petition for a reprieve but he still got hung.
To accomplish that we must give nothing less than the whole of ourselves. There is a motto which has been borne by many of my ancestors - a noble motto, “I serve”. Those words were an inspiration to many bygone heirs to the Throne when they made their knightly dedication as they came to manhood. I cannot do quite as they did.
I declare before you all that my whole life whether it be long or short shall be devoted to your service and the service of our great imperial family to which we all belong.