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. Made In The Royal Navy ⚓️ Gulf War - HMS Brazen ☘️🇮🇹 “the definition of a gentleman”
This is possibly the most beautiful duet ever. She sang like an angel and had the beauty of one, nobody will ever sing like Sinéad.
Shane MacGowan and Sinéad O'Connor - Haunted
The thunder of HMS Victory firing her guns.
Launched in 1765 she is the oldest warship in the Royal Navy, and the oldest commissioned warship in the world.
“My father brought me down here on a Sunday afternoon. And he took me round, to see it. And there it was when I looked at it, I was afraid, in case it would fall on me. It was so big, it seemed to reach the sky.”
J. Parkinson
The only footage of Titanic.
I borrowed £15 from somebody and caught a boat to the Hook of Holland, heading for Constantinople. I got somebody to give me a letter to a very nice baron in Bavaria and I went to stay with him.
Patrick Leigh Fermor
There's a river not unlike this one near Vilnius, where my grandfather taught me to fish. And the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams, of home. Christopher Columbus.
Sean Connery as Marko Ramius
The Hunt for Red October
I wanted to raise the highest support and awareness for saving Shoalstone Pool, so I wrote to Prince William. And there was a reply from the Duke within a few days.
Ten years ago. I thought this letter lost.
@Taka_tut
Everyone should see this; Rik Mayall’s last film before he ‘mysteriously’ died.
“And, the use of bio-engineered diseases. Vaccines, it could come in vaccines.”
“And they'll take you from this dump you're in and stick you in a box
Then they'll take you to Cloughprior and shove you in the ground
But you'll stick your head back out and shout "We'll have another round"”
Rest in peace Irish poet, Shane MacGowan ☘️
Stephen King’s largely forgotten 2002 television miniseries, Rose Red. Originally based on the 1963 film adaptation of Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting, Julian Sands was superb throughout the epic supernatural four hours.
@BrandyLJensen
The Prince is 99 years old.
He also ingenuously saved his ship
and crew from German Luftwaffe
bombers, during the allied invasion
of Sicily in World War Two.
Do grow up.
‘You wonder what I am doing? Well,
so do I, in truth. Days seem to dawn,
suns to shine, evenings to follow, and
then I sleep. What I have done, what I
am doing, what I am going to do,
puzzle and bewilder me.’
T.E. Lawrence
The fat cat suits want to turn Breakwater Beach into Benidorm by building a monstrous seven storey development; the beach will sneakily end up private. Only two disabled parking spaces. The beach will be in the shade due to the height (of greed).
So I popped down to be annoying.
“All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible. This I did.”
T.E. Lawrence
once i began saving shoalstone lido,
i found myself in a long fight; and it became a matter of honour to finish
the job.
for the future generations of brixham children.
All men dream: but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the
dusty recesses of their minds wake
in the day to find that it was vanity:
but the dreamers of the day are
dangerous men, for they may act
their dreams with open eyes,
to make it possible.
This, I did.
T.E. Lawrence
@colbertlateshow
@CBS
@paramountplus
Lying on Oprah whilst his beloved Grandfather was on his deathbed. Didn’t bother to see his Grandmother whilst she was on hers and arrived late after she had died.
You and America are welcome to him.
Fireplaces and pianos; within the
steam yacht Gunilda, below the
freezing waters of Lake Superior.
Built in Leith, Scotland in 1897, she
ran aground one hundred and ten
years ago.
robert graves on his bicycle at nearby galmpton. where he lived at vale house & found peace. presumed dead. the world war one poet read about his own demise in the times. author of i claudius & the white goddess. cycled to brixham for fresh crabs. known to villagers as captain.
dad moved to brixham from manchester. he wanted to live by the sea. i grew up by the sea. never indoors. fishing. swimming in the sea at fishcombe cove. then shoalstone. building rafts from wooden pallets & metal oil drums washed up on breakwater. then royal navy.
restless feet.
Hallsands Chapel, perched on the cliffs above. The villagers would walk up the steep hill from their homes below on a Sunday morning. A chapel has existed here since 1506. It is now slowly falling into the sea.
The lost fishing village of Hallsands in South Devon.
Wiped out during a North Easterly storm, 1917; 36 houses & The London Inn.
One house remained, as did its occupant; Elizabeth Prettejohn lived a strange life, alone.
Fabulously clear footage of her:
Many groups of Brixham youngsters walking through town wearing wetsuits with shorts over the top, rucksacks, soaked trainers and tanned faces this past few weeks. Because I stuck my neck out and never gave up; eleven, ten, and nine years ago.
‘in the midst of winter
i found there was
within me
an invincible summer.
and that makes me happy. for it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me
within me
there’s something stronger
something better
pushing right back.’
— albert camus
Unusual and eerie footage of distinctive Captain Nemo actor James Mason visiting 29 Hanbury Street, Whitechapel, prior to demolition. The site of Jack the Ripper’s victim Annie Chapman.
“These streets are exactly the same as they were at that time.”
“The London Inn, in happy times spent knee deep in booze. The fight to keep the sea outside, we knew somehow we’d lose. But the sight of the old pub, washed away. High tide, just rose.”
Hallsands, by Kaprekar’s Constant
I spent every day of summer down here; at the bottom of this steep hill is a cove, chilly in the afternoons there was a raft anchored off that was always in the sun, and a little wooded bay. Before catching the train to Plymouth to join the Royal Navy at Torpoint on 3rd of July.
“A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
He made a home in the wilderness”
A portrait of Dire Straits’ Mark Knopfler, by Irish artist Colin Davidson.
“I thought of what Leonardo da Vinci said once, that the two most wonderful things in the world are a woman’s smile and the motion of mighty waters.”
Oscar Wilde at Niagara Falls. ☘️
I only meant to ride to Torquay, but I ended up riding forty miles. I’ve enjoyed so many beautiful places in the last few hours. Riding along Meadfoot Sea Road above the beach in hazy afternoon sunshine, and smelling the sea air, was the best.
At Agatha’s house in the evening.
extraordinary photograph of the poet robert graves in brixham. pronounced dead by his surgeon during world war one. read about his own demise in the times. would cycle in from his home in nearby galmpton. often seen with his children enjoying breakwater beach. known as captain.
“The best of times, and the hardest of lives. Scratched from the sea, with nets pots and lines. With strength in our bones and the grit in our souls.”
Hallsands, by Kaprekar’s Constant
The north entrance of Oldway Mansion in Paignton, built by Isaac Singer and transformed into an astonishing Palace of Versailles by his son Paris. Dancer Isadora Duncan once graced the floors. Like a living Hill House by Shirley Jackson. It is remarkable and it needs to be saved.
When you are old and grey and full of sleep. And nodding by the fire, take down this book. And slowly read, and dream of the soft look. Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
W.B. Yeats
I was glad when I discovered my grandmother was Irish.
1858 and a man building a row of brixham houses lost his pickaxe down a hole — a cave system.
the geographical society of london drew up a lease to investigate. led by william pengelly; flint tools found proved man lived with extinct animals.
it lies beneath the house he built.
I’d always wanted a mine for Shoalstone.
Straight after Dad passed, the Olivia Belle trawled up a WWII mine.
Royal Navy Bomb Disposal checked it.
And I could have it.
It’s since been kindly restored by those in the fishing industry.
A friend sent me two photos
Speechless ♥️
The quiet lane Agatha Christie used, to get to her favourite swimming spot, Elberry Cove; a few miles from her home, Greenway.
She wrote the cove into her Poirot novel; The ABC Murders.
Elberry was the night time death scene of her fictional character, Sir Carmichael Clarke.
I didn’t want to use X. I don’t understand why if that clown is such a genius, why couldn’t he create his own platform for his nonsense, instead of wrecking Twitter for his own ends.
But there are many nice people on here.
Anyway, Dartmoor was good on the bike today.
titanic’s turkish baths as james cameron found them in 2005; when he dove two and a half miles down in submersible mir one. and navigated robot gilligan all the way down into f deck. the beautiful ceramic tiles still intact after impact.
“tell them we’re in the turkish baths.”
‘to begin at the beginning:
it is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless
& bible-black, cobblestreets silent & the hunched
courters' & rabbits' wood limping invisible down to sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboatbobbing sea’
— under milk wood
dylan thomas
“What did you say your name was?”
“Morse, why?”
“Have we met”
“I, I don’t think so.”
“Another life then.”
John Thaw’s daughter Abigail, in the beautifully made Endeavour, with Shaun Evans superb as Detective Constable Endeavour Morse.