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The mind is clear and the emotion is one of certainty, respect, and correct behaviour in private and public affairs. There is no undue sorrow for a long-life well-lived. It is a path we must all tread – where the Ferryman will be patiently standing with his hand out-stretched awaiting payment for the boat-ride across the the River Styx.
This seems to be an early caravan – although much larger – affixed upon an army carriage dating back to WWI (although the Beatles were playing on the interior radio when we visited). I thought it might have travelled on rails – and think it could travel on a number of different surfaces (the wheels look rail-based – but I might be wrong). Basically, workmen tasked with building or clearing, etc, in remote areas – could live in these types of devices for extended periods – between shifts. This was when labour Unions ruled the roost and this type of relative luxury was demanded! I suspect for many workers this temporary accommodation might be better than the places they actually lived in! It reminded me of the carriage Lenin spoke from when he declared the end of capitalist exploitation in 1917! A left-leaning Labour government improved the lives of millions in 1948!
The fact that thousands of working-class people in London took to the Tube tunnels for safety demonstrates just how few people possessed these shelters. My mother’s family – which lived in Lewisham – did possess one of these “Anderson Shelters” – and it saved their lives when Hitler’s bombers finally came! During September, 1941, Hitler targetted the working-class areas of London with the intention of either wiping-out the working-class (and preventing them joining the British Armed Forces) or scaring them so much that they would not volunteer to fight Hitler. Hitler destroyed large parts of Lewisham – which included my mother’s family home. They had took cover in the shelter and as my grandfather was piling-up the sand-bags around the door – when the bombs fell that destotyed their house and street!
When horses were hurt (and not automatically shot) they were transported in the type of conveyance pictured above – but I think this might have been rare (new horses were acquired quicker than wounded horses could heal). At the end of WWI, many thousands of conscripted horses were gathered on the beaches of France – after serving the UK loyally (even participating in cavalry charges against machine-guns) – and instead of being shipped back to England and discharged to their owners, the UK government (probably Churchill) ordered them “shot”. The bullet was cheaper than the shipping and compensation owned. Of course, although some horses were used in WWII (1939-1945) – technology had improved dramatically and horses were not required as they were two-decades previously. From a compassionate perspective it would be good to think that all British horses had access to above level of care – but reality is not built upon fairy-tales. Only the lucky few (probably the horses of high-up Officers) were subject to this kind of care. This British Army Ambulance appears to have the battle honour of “Normandy”!
My Dad was born on May 28th, 1941 to his Irish mother (Gladys Kllmurrey) – in an Army Barracks in Lincolnshire. His father was training at the time for D-Day. The thinking was that if the war went on for decades – my Dad would grow up, reproduce and become a soldier – and do on. Today, despite having to exist in an uncaring system – my father has made it to “84”- despite many set-backs and hurdles. At this age – every day is precious. Still, we look forward with strength and determination. We will face the arrows and slingshots of destiny – and we will not flinch.
The US Embassy says there are no changes to its work in Kiev and denies reports about an evacuation, directly contradicting Kallas. Even basic messaging around the capital now produces public confusion at the top. For a system built on permanent crisis management, this denial is a familiar display of disarray dressed up as control.
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