Monday, September 29, 2008

And The Race Goes On

Brooklands in Surrey, much restored, is now the home of a motor and aviation museum which is open to the public.

Brooklands is a legendary place in the annuls of motor racing history. It was the very first motor racing circuit built anywhere in the world.

It was created by racing enthusiast Hugh Locke King on his own land and its most prominent features were the two sections of banking which were 30 ft high and were designed so that the cars could achieve their maximum possible speeds.

Banking at Brooklands

It opened in 1907 and for the next thirty years it was at the very centre of motor racing sport. Record attempts were made there, along with  the countless races and festivals that were held.  It attracted all the big names of the day.  Drivers who were pioneers, great heroes of their time.  Without any of the safety devices of today or protective clothing and helmets (apart from the ones that pilots used) they risked their all for the thrill of speed.

The first ever British Grand Prix was held here in 1926 and a lap record was set at 85.99 m.p.h. by Sir Henry Segrave who drove a Talbot car. Sir Henry became the only driver to win a Grand Prix in a British car for 32 years. He subsequently changed from car racing and began trying to break the world water speed record. In 1930 he was killed on Lake Windermere in his efforts to create a faster time.

Sir Henry Segrave

During the 1930’s the most glamorous racer was Count Louis Zborowski who won many times at Brooklands in his enormous aero-engined racing cars which he constructed himself.  He called each on of them in turn "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" after the noise made by their extremely crude exhaust pipes. Count Zborowski was later killed at the Monza circuit in 1924. After his death, the original Chitty was bought by the two sons of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (creator of Sherlock Holmes) and the car continued to be used for speed trials well into the 1930’s. She was then abandoned and left to rot away at Brooklands. However, she was still to achieve fame, maybe immortality,  in a different way. Ian Flemming ( creator of James Bond) wrote the children’s book "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" and used the name because he knew of Count Louis's cars.  The book has become a classis and has been made into a film.

Count Louis with Chitty

Brooklands also lead the way in aviation pioneering. At the outbreak of the second world war Brooklands was closed as a motor racing circuit and taken over for the production of military aircarft. Thereafter it became overgrown and derelict, never to be used for racing again.

Percy Lambert was a much loved and colourful member of the motor racing fraternity and it was here in 1913 that he became the first person to cover 100 miles in a hour. He then asked his girlfriend to marry him. She had mixed feelings because she worried about his love of speed. However, she agreed to marry him provided he gave up on racing. He consented and they became engaged.

Percy Lambert

Sadly, he could not resist one last attempt and must have talked her into letting him do it. The misty October morning dawned (Halloween)  and he began his attempt to beat his own record. He was averaging 110 m.p.h. and continued to do so for over 100 laps where suddenly a rear tyre burst and his car hurtled off the track and disintegrated. Some say he was killed outright, some that he died in hospital shortly thereafterHe was greatly mourned as he was much admired.

Caretakers and curators look after Brooklands now and many of the them have reported very weird occurences. None of those old cars race nowadays although Brooklands does hold car rallies and other events, but engines revving in the middle of the night or early morning are regularly heard - at a time when no cars are in action. The sound of footsteps is another phenomenon.  On investigation, nobody is found in the area where the footsteps have been heard. The eerie noise of squealing tyres, the smell of hot oil, the sound of old cars, gone for many decades.

Many people have witnessed a man in white overalls and a leather helmet walking across the car park towards the banking before disappearing before their eyes. He is seen regularly and his description perfectly fits Percy Lambert. Is he still striving to complete the record that ended in such a disastrous fashion?

It would seem that, for poor Percy, the race goes on…………….

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Saturday, September 27, 2008

Thank You Paul

Paul Newman had died at the age of 83.

One of the Hollywood greats, he brought pleasure to millions all over the world in a variety of roles.  Who can forget "Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid?"

He was one of my favourite actors and from what I have read about him he was a very nice man as well, a true gentleman, one of the old school.  We do not see his like today.  Never a breath of scandal and married to Joanne for over fifty years.

Rest in peace Paul and thank you.

Friday, September 26, 2008

The Sun Has Got His Hat On

My previous entry was called Rain, Rain, Go Away and it certainly has. The sun is shining brightly, there is just a gentle breeze, a truly lovely September day with the leaves just starting to turn colour.

Incidentally, there is a hidden meaning behind that rhyme  just as there is behind Humpty Dumpty which I wrote about recently.

Rain, rain, go away,
Come back another day,
Little Johnny wants to play;
Rain, rain, go to Spain
Never show your face again.

Only the first two lines are normally used today but this rhyme goes right back to the reign of Elizabeth 1, or so it is said.  I can only tell you what I have learned from books.

Elizabeth 1 (1533-1603)

England was at war with Spain between 1585 and 1604 and it was in 1588 that the Spanish sent their Armada to attack the English coast.

It is  well known that Sir Francis Drake who was vice-admiral of the British Fleet insisted on finishing his game of bowls before he set out to try and defeat the enemy. His companions and those in authority must have thought he was mad but there was method in his madness.

Francis Drake (1540 - 1596)

Drake was a great sailor, a man from Devon  who had gone to sea at an early age and who knew it and the conditions like the back of his hand. He knew that the weather was worsening, indeed it was getting very bad. He also knew this would hinder the Spanish fleet so he waited until what he considered the appropriate time to make his strike.

The English captains were used to the very bad weather in the English channel, to the lashing gales and the pouring rain. Drake chose his moment to launch the smaller, faster English ships. The Spanish were scattered in all directions and eventually driven south and completely defeated. Drake became a national hero.

Drake playing bowls before launching his attack.

The third line “Little Johnny wants to play” apparently stems from a derogatory name for an Englishman. In many parts of the world the English were referred to and maybe still are, as Johnny English (hence the Rowan Atkinson film) or Johnny Englander. This was a fact well known to the Elizabethans.  They probably had their own, less than politically correct terms for many of their foes and rivals.

So the rhyme is actually saying that the English are tired of fighting the Spanish and want to relax and forget about war. They want to get on with their normal lives. They want to "play" and are hoping that the Spanish will never return.

It is amazing how this little rhyme has lasted down through the centuries and people still recite it without ever knowing the true meaning.  Thankfully, there is no animosity today between the English and the Spanish.  I had two delightful holidays in Spain and found the people to be warm, friendly and kind.

Have a good weekend dear friends and readers.

 

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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Rain Rain Go Away

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It has been pouring with rain all day here unlike the graphic above.  Isn't it beautiful?  It also reminds me of my beloved Grandmother who always had a print of the painting The Monarch Of The Glen hanging on her wall.

There are very few flowers left in the garden which brings to mind the poem and song - The Last Rose Of Summer

Taken in our garden by Mike

'Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming all alone,
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
No flower of her kindred,
No rose bud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
Or give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one,
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go sleep thou with them;
'Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

First two lines of poem by Thomas Moore 1779-1852

In truth, not the last rose because we do have a couple more still offering up their blooms.

The Sedum was just coming into full flower and had started to attract the butterflies but now the wet weather has driven them away.

Now we have a sure sign that Autumn is here.  I do love the colour of the berries.

Talking of flowers, I had a lovely surprise this morning.  One of my readers (now on holiday abroad) sent me an e-mail yesterday telling me to expect something in the post and to be sure not to refuse it because we were not expecting anything. We exchange Christmas cards so she did have our address.

Well, the parcel arrived this morning.  She had bought us some Friolina Pansies, the ones fairly new on the market that trail and can hang down three or four feet.  There were enough to plant up two hanging baskets.  I hope to be able to purchase some others and will be looking online.  Fingers crossed they will not be too expensive.   Actually I have already looked on the site where she bought them but, alas, they are sold out.

Wasn't that a lovely gesture, something done from the heart?  They have already been planted up but are in the greenhouse at the moment to give them a head start and to make sure they do not drown in the rain.  Apparently they will go through the winter weather as they are frost hardy.  Thank you so much Pat, your kindness has really touched us.  I will contact you on your return from holiday.

Well, not too much else to talk about today.

I am happy that my journal is attracting readers from places other than the UK and the USA - places like France, New Zealand, The Czech Republic and quite a few others.  Whether they come out of curiosity I do not know but some of them have become regulars.  I say hello and welcome to you all.

I will leave you today with something that was sent to me in an e-mail last night and which amused me greatly:

Last night, my friend and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her


"I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug".

She got up, unplugged my Computer, and threw out my wine.

She's such a b....

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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I Had To Laugh

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When I was reading the paper last week I came across a picture that really made me laugh.  I just had to share it with those  of you who have not seen it.  I apologise for the poor quality but newspaper articles and pictures never scan well.

I know our country is in dire straits but has it really come to this?  That a very well-known personage will have to find a job to help pay the bills?

Forget Burger King and meet:-

 

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Poor Liz.  I can imagine her saying, just like her illustrious ancestor - "We are not amused!"

Perhaps not, because beneath her normally glum expression I do think that there lurks a sense of humour.  I am sure Wills and Harry would see the funny side.

Having put that on my public journal I shall now probably be carted off to the Tower of London for my pains.  Well, I would be in good company with so many famous people having been incarcerated there before me.  As long as I do not lose my head!

I just thought that this was so comical, too good not to share.  The state of the economy is not in the least funny nor the fact that our American friends are also feeling the pinch very deeply but they say that laughter is the best medicine.

I hope it has raised a chuckle for you today.

 

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Monday, September 22, 2008

Results Of Dog Poll

Well, so much for the Indian Summer.  It lasted just two days.  Today it is very chilly and very overcast and expected to remain so for a few days.

Thanks to all of you who took part in the poll.  This one was not so popular as the one I did about aromas but it was all I could think of to come up with.

I also thank you for letting me know about your own pets under the comment section.  Someone mentioned a breed that I had never heard of - Tennessee Treeing Brindle.  I did think right away that this must be a hunting dog and it obviously "trees" things.  I was curious to know what this animal would look like.  So, here is a picture for those of you who, like me,  did not know of it.

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Now, here are the results of the poll

Labrador 23 16%
Collie ( Border and Lassie) 14 10%
Crossbreed 12 9%
None, I am a cat lover 12 9%
Terrier (all breeds) 12 9%
Yorkie 11 8%
Spaniel (all breeds) 9 6%
Poodle 8 6%
Chihuahua 6 4%
Beagle 5 4%
Boxer 5 4%
Dachshund 5 4%
Pug 3 2%
Rottweiler 3 2%
Shih Tzu 3 2%
Husky 2 1%
Lhasa Apso 2 1%
Alsatian 2 1%
Dalmatian 1 1%
Pomeranian 1 1%
Schnauzer 1 1%
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The Labrador proved far and away the the most popular as you can see. Alsatian (German Shepherd) was quite low on the list which did surprise me.

Thank you once again for voting.  Have a good week everyone.


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