The Royal Prince who lived in obscurity.

He was born the fifth son to King George V and Queen Mary on 12th July 1905. He was named John Charles Francis Windsor of Saxe-Coberg and Gotha. John had been born at Sanderingham  York Cottage Norfolk estate England. A lovely baby boy and was loved from that moment on. As he grew problems came to light and he had now suffered with  fits. Reaching the age of eleven he was so outspoken and leaked secrets in front of visitors that he was taken back to Norfolk and from 11 years of age was never seen again by anyone other than Royal family servants. Local farm children only from the Royal estates brought in for him to play with helped Prince to mix well with others and all liked him it was said.

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From 1909 he had suffered Ellipses and doctors knew more was wrong but Autism was unknown at that time. The boy was unruly and could be alarming at times with his antics. However some facts relate to his mothers visits to him and she arranged for the local estate farm children to play with John. Though from age 11 he was not seen in public ever again. He was hidden from view as to be that way would reflect badly on King George relationship with both newspapers and public. It was his view that his son should not show him up.

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John could upset many people but his Autism he could not help. To all that knew him including his older brothers he was wild not dependable and a problem child. Yet his kind heart and warm ways melted many hearts who had suffered his outbursts.

John the joker was a boy who would put glue on door handles, pins on chairs and once even asked his father what he was eating at table.The King ignored the son but as he placed lettuce from salad in his mouth John quipped “Oh! alright then father there was a caterpillar on that lettuce, but too late as you have eaten it. ”

His mothers visits became far less frequent and John sank into despair relying on his nanny only he wept.  He was able to wander in the house but watched as never able to go outside without a minder. John was slipping into a dark world that would be the root cause of his misery.

John had learning difficulties they all knew but it went far deeper and some thought him wicked as no one understood how confused he was as Autism makes the boy so wrong.

He died aged 13 on18th January 1919 at Wood Farmhouse Sanderingham estate Norfolk England just yards from his birth place un loved by most but cherished by his nanny he was laid to rest in Saint Mary Magdalene Church  on the estate on 21st January 1919 as guns fired in the war far away in France.

Prince Edward, Johns eldest brother, wrote on 22nd to his new mistress one Freda Dudley Ward .” John was more of an animal than anything else, that I should be plunged into mourning for that?  This prince Edward was he who sold us out to Hitler after we forced him into abdication in 1938.  One rotten egg of man was he.

Queen Mary lived on until 1953 and her rather hard minded husband who wanted better sons died as King George V in 1938 as his errant son climbed into his throne only never to be King in truth.

 

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For all the problems John faced he did suffer, with a smile on his face while his family came off worse. His father the King was put out of his misery by lethal injection by his doctor to get the news on time of Kings death before news office published morning papers. The doctor made a cash gain it is said by his actions.

Edward married Mrs Simpson who was said to be 5th Column Nazi. He was forced to give up his throne and become a civilian only. His brother with no such training for Kingship had to quickly pick up the job as King George VI.  He suffered a severe stammer and he conquered it in time to be able to give a public speech. The problem was the fear that his father had instilled in him that he was second best. The old King had expected too much of his children and that was his own fault.

The royal family today suffers not in that way thank God. Poor John lies in peace while his able Brother Edward my be in a different camp for ever.

A sad tale indeed today I tell but history never goes away and Prince Johns story will be told for centuries ahead.

Once again may I take this opportunity to thank you for reading about this poor boy that was hidden from all and forgotten by his parents over time. To all those who suffer may God be your support and kindness shown to all.

 

Yours always, Sir Kevin. Be safe, be loved, be you and worry never.Rust to the blade is worry so father told me.

Copyright Kevin Parr Bt.

 

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Finding the tomb of Genghis Khan.

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Genghis Khan

The real man who became a world leader in war. Born Temijin son of Yesukhei the bloodline clan leader of Kubla Khan and the mother Hoelun of the Chinjin dynasty of Mongul tribes bloodline. On her sons birth in 1162 a birthmark on his hand told of great leadership. So she trained him well in art of defense and to protect himself in violent existence between warring tribes and to know and understand the need for alliances.

Aged 9 years old Temijin was taken by his father to live with his brides family. That chosen wife was Borte. A girl of same age who knew her own mind. She had know Temijin would pick her as his own wife. He did select her freely and that formed a bond between them. Some weeks later He was to hear of his fathers death on returning home.

He had fallen in with a camp fire roast of lamb.He knew that this tribe had been instrumental in war against Yesukhei tribe and he had caused death against one of their Tartar Prince who he had killed in fair fight. He was offered hot soup from the fire and bread to eat. A lamb based soup that he found to his liking. In peace he and his men were allowed to ride  away on their journey homewards. After about a mile he started feeling stomach pains. After five miles he was dead and fell from his horse to earth. The soup had been poisoned by the Tatar warriors in revenge for the death of their fellow warrior.

At this news Temijin rode home and took his fathers mantle as leader of that tribe.  A mere boy he took full control and and no one argued too much. Aged 16 he claimed Borte as his wife and they married. just a few days later she was captured by a Merkit tribe hunting party.  Made the sex slave of their leader. Within weeks Temijin killed all guards and rescued her. A child was born that was in some doubt but Temijin claimed it was his child no matter what.

Aged 20 Temijin was captured by a so called friend and sold off into slavery. In a walled room he was imprisoned after killing a guard. The iron bars to the window gave him his only view outside of his jail room. For months he watched the guard living on one bowl of rice every now and again and chained from wrist to wrist he watched all that went on outside. Then he used a guard to help him escape. He ran all the way back to Borte who now gave her sable coat as dowry to Temigins mother as gift. Borte  had her husband back and would stop at nothing to save him.

But Temijin had plans of his own.he built an army around him ready to defend. Within a year he fought all comers to be King on the Mongolian steppe. Traitors came and went but he now saw only revenge. his wrath swept all tribes under his banner. He then hit China. Building that army into millions as he speed through out Europe to conquered all in his path. Loved in leadership he raced through to France nothing could stop his golden hordes in battle and soon his empire was so vast it en compassed the know world.

When he died in 1227 they say his broken hearted men buried him in a secret place.  The grave hidden by 1000 horses trampling back and forth over the soils in order to hide the last resting place of the might khan. What killed him is in truth a mystery too. Some say it was fatigue and dust in the throat or a dust mite that choked him. It may just have been his time to go for judgement with his maker.

Experts have proclaim that that site is in Khentis Aimag province of Mongolia. Today a team of archeologists have professed to have found his body in the temple of Genghis Khan.

Decades later in 2004  a mass grave was found near by in which contained 12 horses sacrificed and 16 women possible wives to Genghis khan lay in golden coins for a bed.  in armour lay the bones of a great war lord which shows signs of being Temijin who is known as Genghis Khan himself.images_016 images_015

Genghis means great leader and khan his family name. So was it legend only that a river was diverted and 1000 horse used to hide the last resting place of a remarkable leader or is he in the golden temple as said? My belief is his remains are under the soils of Mongolia as predicted. The mounted rider and the base do not look as old as 800 years to me. And why would his army want to announce to his enemies the burial site? It therefore sounds more than right that he is buried in the place that was found in 2004.

 

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The tomb of Genghis Khan with mounted leader on the roof that dwarfs the building below. Known as the tomb of that war leader but is it? A man such as Genghis Khan who was a really a thief of other mans property would be hunted in death by those he insulted robbed and made slaves of. So a secret place such was chosen for the other famous land thief Alexander would be the way his army Generals would want his grave up be. Indeed Khan himself would have decreed it. The bones of men , women and horses found in the earth in 2004 must be the burial site of the Mongol leader for certain.

Yours, dear reader thank you for your time. I hope you return for more amazing facts

Copyright Kevin Parr Bt 2018

 

 

 

King Johns vanished Treasure

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The Wash today as sea retracts

9th October 1216. King John made Kings Progress into Kings Lynn . On the way back he took the road fastest to reach Wisbech. The area then was not of roads as we know them. No straight line across a morass of wet lands called by Ancient Britons, The Wash , for very good reason. It was then mud flats and spongy marshlands. Quick sands and death traps to the unwary. King John was taken ill with dysentery as he rode this way. His men struggled with the carts and then the tide rise from the North sea through the riverlets under this marshland. Faster than a rider on a fast galloping horse it raced in and took Johns army and carts of personal possessions in its wake.

What had he in possessions now we know it was really the fault of bad intelligence and John insisting he needed to reach Newark castle as soon as possible that caused the massive loss of men and carts and horse drown that eventful day.

Johns grandmothers German Crown jewels he had inherited .Gold goblets encrusted with jewels. The legendary Sword of Tristram and chests of gold coinage. Also gold plate and silver plate in plenty. The gold wand and dove that was the Kings delight. So much more but today value is said to rise above 70,000,000 pounds sterling set in 2001

At modern day in Lincolnshire  under the Crosskeys Bridge the farmlands can be seen stretching far away green and pleasant to the eye as the gentle River Nene babbles its way to the sea. Suddenly and with no real warning like a deluge in the dykes the sea backs up and screams up the river and we see just how the Wash was as river and sea fill the fields into a massive sweeping marsh  before your very eyes. It slowly drain as the tide turns but leaves a vast and sponge filled grasslands ready to sink the weight of a man.

King John himself was shocked by this ordeal and died of his illness just days away on 18th October 1216. Aged  49. 1166 -1216. At Newark Castle Nottinghamshire England.

 

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In Kings Lynn council chambers I was shown a glass case set in a wall. Inside of which sat under lighting a splendid bejeweled drinking goblet encrusted with precious jewels I was told King Johns cup was donated by That King before the fateful march home.Then alas this cannot be so .The cup as wonderful as it is is not that old.

images_006 It is said to be the finest Medieval goblet in existence today but dates to 14th century so just why it is called King Johns cup is not known. However it is impressive enough to have been his. Thanks to the Council of Kings Lynn we have it on show today but well protected it is thankfully for all to see as history moves on.

Many have attempted finding the Royal haul of King Johns treasure in the now drained marsh lands. None have been lucky enough to discover it as yet. One man insists it is in his grasp but to me he is but deluded in the theory he set on interview on British broadcast as he is way out on his history education and in the wrong place. Then,but so he carries on like the mole digging in the dark to raise monuments of soils and clay that may record the damage both mole and man have done to earth.

The fact that John was ill caused the accident to occur as he raced his men to reach Newark is the key to all off this. John never really had anything right and was Lackland all his life on his Royal fathers say so. Cruel he was at times allowing subjects to starve and loving his white suits and golden gowns more than he did his nobles failed to impress. He however was the man who did set down rules and handed them to his nobles.They used them and many more when writing up our great charter of freedom called Magna Carta. So signing it was really Johns idea. He may not have liked many of what his Barons insisted on but he signed without force being used in 1215. A year later he was dead.

His vast treasure lays fathoms down in the sea someplace on the way across the Marsh lands towards Newark from Bishops Lynn. My guess is it will never be found until the North Sea gives up its secrets. Drained it is but never will the sea give in as the photographs I include display to you it is still a place run by sea. Not always just in the wet season .Then in Johns time it was a real dangerous crossing to make. I even gave thought to it being an insurance claim job as John was cleaver with deals such as that. Having witnessed the countryside around Lynn I see that only a fool like John would have risked it.Then in his dying state did he care just wanted his bed and and medicines in that he hoped would save his life in Newark.

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Window recording King John when youthful.The rod and dove lost in the Wash in his hand.Or is but the mace?

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So there we come to a full stop as no good trotting down to England in its  green and pleasant lands with your bucket and spade in hand. Where ever that mighty fortune lays is beyond us far down in the eerie deep. It must be so  and one day the sea may throw it back to land as more is drained for farming in the reclaimed land project in force. The North Sea must forever be the winner.

Your guide through this tale says thank you my dear reader for your time and I hope you enjoyed reading about about King Johns treasure.May be it will be found as technology is perfected beyond our time as we are stuck with transport for 125 years unchanged it is called the motor car or Automobile if you are American.

John died and lays in state not far from Newark Castle at Worcester Cathedral.

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King John tomb

Copyright Sir Kevin Parr Bt 2018

Pirate Queen,The amazing life of Anne Bonney

picture-of-anne-bonny-and-mary-read-small Anne was born in Cork, Ireland, 20th March 1697. Her father a fine upstanding Lawyer named William Cormac, who had an affair out of marriage with his servant Marry Brennan. His name was ruined by his wife when the child was born out of wedlock.

Cormac could stand no more of his shame and his wife insisted he left her. He, with servant and her daughter took ship to the Americas. Into Charleston ,South Carolina were he again set up his law practice and made good. So good in fact he bought a valuable plantation.

When Anne was in her teens her mother died leaving her to look after her father and learn the ropes of running their estate. Then at 14 she put a local lad in hospital after his attempt at rape. At 16 she fell in love with a no good man named James Bonney.

It was suspected by all that he was but a small time thief who had connections to the pirate Calico Jack Rackham the surge of the high seas.

Annes father had groomed her to run the estates and had her educated to be respectable. He refused to allow Bonney near her. He was right as he was only after the plantation estates it was later found to be the case when too late she had married him against her fathers wishes. Resulting in her running off to join the pirate company. After just a month Bonney announced he could not support her. He had turned states informant. Calico Jack was the leader of the crew and he even offered to buy Anne off Bonney but found him telling soldiers all about the pirates movements Jack just took her with him leaving the area in full sail in his ship, Revenge.

For some years they combed the high seas after plunder until in cove they dropped sail and took to party life on rum. All the crew lay about drunk in the hold and Jack so drunk he was sleeping deeply. Only Anne and her friend Mary on deck on watch saw the British war ship round the bend but as they boarded the women fought like tigers up to arrest. Down stairs below the crew, drunk and unable to see the danger, soon found themselves in chains.Even Callico Jack was arrested blind drunk giving no resistance.

in court both ladies told of being in state of being pregnant and found to be in that family way delayed sentence of death for piracy until children had been born. Mary died in childbirth in that dank and damp cell.  What happened to Anne is the mystery .She neither died nor remained in her cell. The gate was found to be locked and  the bed not slept in.  On inspection all was found to be safe and un damaged.Only the prisoner had vanished.

Either someone let her out and helped her escape locking the door to make it look a mystery  to shield themselves ,or she died and law did not want an  enquiry  made, as two women dead in cells makes no sense and a pubic need for facts.

Reading a book published just after the Pirate history came to a halt made possible by Navy interventions,  said Captain Charles Johnson called A General History of the Pirates answers questions. In the pages he covers all know pirates and on coming to Anne Bonney the writer claims she died aged 85 back in Charleston, South picture-of-anne-bonny-small.gif                                                                                                                                                         Carolina in her bed.

No mention of her escape from justice is declared so it seems she either paid, in one form .or another, for her cell gate to be left open and back door out to freedom. What became of her child is another story we have no answer on.

Anne vanishing is a good story even so. What a pirate she made even so. Guilty as charged as no one made her join the Devils crew. She went on her own judgement it seems.

If as I believe it to be true she did in old age it leaves a guilty helper in the pages of history that will be hidden forever no doubt.

Yours Sir Kevin.

Copyright Kevin Parr Bt

 

 

 

 

 

The book by Daisy.

This is not one of my mystery articles today although it is never that less mind blowing stuff to wake us all up.

The writer of a classic tale died aged 91 almost in 1972. Her name at birth ,Margaret Mary Julie (Daisy) Ashford. Born in 1881 in the English town of Petersham in Surrey UK. Elm Cottage was a grand house set in its own large gardens.Her father a War Office Official civil servant who had his family of wife and six siblings. Daisy, as all called her at home was the youngest. aged four she asked her father to write down her story and loving sort he was he did this. It was her first attempt at crafting a story. From then on determined to learn writing she at age only nine wrote her first book. A novella called the Young Visiters. Not Visitors  as her spelling at that age was horrid.  For nearly 27 years her stories lay in school books in her mothers chest of drawers. At age 36 finding then she displayed her book to friends. One of them took it to another friend who knew a publisher called Chatto and Windus in London. The result was stunning as many read it on school book pages in long hand of a child. They could not put it down but read it many times. They came to an agreement with Daisy Ashford who now produced her other works. They insisted on keeping it as she wrote it changing nothing, not even the many spelling mistakes a child of 9 can make.

It was 1919 and her book was a sensation across the world.It has never been out of print since. Made into a movie in Daisy Ashfords own life time and made her very rich indeed.

On the profits of her book she bought a farm in Norfolk .She married James Devlin. Peter Pan writer J.M. Barrie penned a note in the published work for Daisy as he used same publishers and read the book before publishing. He was over whelmed with its look at gentle society in the 19th century all in a childs hand writing.

For some years after that many believed Barrie had written it in a pen name. Daisy complained and proved she had written it by the hand writing she used. Her sister also told of the book being written when Daisy first learned to write.

She ranks to a child prodigy such as we find in Elizabeth Barrett Browning who worked poems so well aged 4. Went on to craft books too. Then married Robert Browning the poet.

Daisy had worked as a secretary in London and gave in to farm happily ever after. She said “I like fresh air and royalty cheques. ” It has never been out of print and remains an endearing read even today. It is an insight into a world long gone, changed by war and never to return to our modern ways, that miss so much of innocence.

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A good book is the precious life blood of a master spirit.   John Milton

No mystery as Barrie told he had nothing to do with the book,but wished he had. It was Daisy who wrote it and without doubt she did write it. What goes on in a child of nines mind is amazing but one one in millions will pick up a pen to write a book. Barret Browning and Daisy Ashford are unique.

Yours Sir Kevin and thank you all.

Copyright Kevin Parr Bt

The man who invented the barrel organ for the love of his life he could not approach

Sir Andrew Sellwood  had an excessive unselfish love for just one lady who never knew that this romeo held her so high as to be scared to ask for her hand.

Come with me now into the crazy world of 17th century England. In a house at Blakesley images_003 in the county of Northamptonshire  Andrew Sellwood was born in 1620. His father a shoe maker in the year that the Pilgrim Fathers sailed to the Americas.

Andrews mother was of a noble family that had fallen on hard times. Her grandfather had ridden with Robert Ask against King Henry V111. Ask was hanged at York and all estates and homes of those whom had followed that revolution lost to the King their everything. In marriage to a common shoe maker she did not starve.

She being a well educated handsome lady far younger than her able husband who had little interest in her poems or talk of history.  In this she turned to her son and her words went hard into the boys young head.

“Remember and not forget ,Andrew, that you are a gentleman born.”

Though he often landed in trouble stealing apples with the local boys from many a richer mans orchard he never forgot his mothers words.

To many this young man seemed strange,even eccentric but he grew to be Knighted for his bravery.  The local lads proved too much and he rescued an old woman called Peg who had been accused of witchcraft. He grabbed his fathers cutting knives and shot back down to the village pond where he cut seriously many men holding the old lady to dump her in the water to see if she floated she be the witch. If she sank dead she would be but innocent. Either Andrew was too far advanced in thought to suffer this evil nonsense for he managed a rescue from the many local families who held poor terrified Peg. The Hunt came up and his Lordships allowed Andrew to take the poor bedraggled woman away.

In researching I found that Peg had rescued Andrew many many years before from his ordeal when he fell in the lake. So no doubt the debt was cleared on that kind act.

in those days it was common for educated people to learn an instrument  and Andrew went to his fathers workshop and started designing a musical barrel. Over many weeks he made it work.  On talk in the local markets Andrews mother proudly told all about her sons amazing barrel. Before long he was invited up to the big house with his invention from Sir Ralph Brisbane , a fine gentleman, a Baronet, with musical knowledge.

Andrew may have thought his invention may restore that family fortunes but when he started the handle to play a tinkled tune all started smiling which led to howls of laughter as the grinding tinkle of notes was so rare it was not made to entertain real musicians .The only one who did not laugh clapped him and smiled.It was Brisbanes youngest daughter a young and most beautiful girl stole Andrews heart from the second he saw her.The Baronet asked Andrew to leave with his barrel organ and so he sharply did.

As he dragged the barrel to the driveway Lucy Brisbane came to his side and spoke words of kindness to sooth that boys nerves at his worse daydream.  He was not yet 15 and his love for this angel took him deeply into her eyes. She had said her words and now left him to return home. As he dragged his instrument into the shed at rear of fathers house his mind was far way and on that only girl in this world for him. He knew he had little chance him being a shoemakers son and her the third daughter of a Baronet.

The steps between them so many to climb but he was young and full of hope.

Within a month he was serving on the Royal ship Garland in the fleet of Admiral Sir William  Monson in the newly opened war with the Dutch. Andrew was only a cabin boy acting as powder monkey to the guns. He saw suddenly the approaching enemy and jumped into action as he had no weapon but his body and no training to be useful he jumped right on to the famous Captian Von Spycke and downed him. The Dutch ship Jung Frau was taken fast by Monson and Andrew was rewarded. The Dutch trouble shooter Captain Von Spycke was so heavily bruised and unsteady it was an easy matter to arrest him.

Prince Maurice was on board and saw for himself what the boy had done and reported it to his brother Prince Rupert who took young Andrew into his service. Suddenly the civil war started and saw Andrew rise to commander of  a colour of horse.email_grey600_24dp

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He so distinguished himself in battle that King Charles I Knighted him for valour on the field at the siege of Donnington Castle. He was later wounded in the foot by a pikeman and so was invalided out of the Army before the end of a Civil War that brought England to the peak of danger.

Whilst he was resting and having his wound dressed he was to heard by dispatch that a relative of his mothers had died and named Andrew as her only relative leaving him 50,000 pounds in her will. It made the Knight a very rich man indeed then when a shoemakers wage was around 3 pounds a month.

He did not think of houses not looking into a family with a wife. He could no longer ride a horse as he now walked with a limp and problems with his foot.  He took the stage coach route back home to see if he could find Lucy the Baronets daughter who had long ago spoken so kindly to him. When he arrived he did not announce himself as Knight just Andrew Sellwood the shoemakers son.

He was given a job as stable hand mucking out the horse stalls. Lucy had married happily one Sir Arthur Fuller a man who had fought on the Kings side and now that King had been executed and Cromwell and parliament ruled England as a republic.

He had fallen on hard times and had put his faith in money lenders in order to pay wages to his servants. Lucy was out of her mind with worry but Andrew made sure she had cash and left a large amount on Lucys desk and said nothing.

The joy in that house was to him enough as all debts could be paid off and some lest over to store food for winter. Over some years Andrew became Lucys Butler and was her rock in life from that day forth. It is even doubtful that she ever recalled that boy with the invented barrel organ. Time ran by and then the restoration of Kings came on Cromwells death. It was 1660 and King Charles 11 was crowned King of England and her oversea colonies.  Many had hoped for their family homes back but very few and only the high Lords achieved that. For many no riches promised by Charles ever came into being. He was known by the epitaph penned in his own life time by John Wilmot .”Here lies a great and noble King who promise none relied upon, he never said a foolish thing nor ever did a wise one.” It sums Charles 11 up perfectly we need say nothing else save that Sir Arthur was so put out as none of his incomes had been restored he was one who joined the plotters to remove the new King.

It was soon discovered by Royal spies that this was going on and one fine day Government soldiers battered on Sir Arthurs front door with a warrant for his arrest.

Then a servant came to the Captain of the guard who said.”If I tell you that I know Sir Arthur is in hiding.If I take you to that place will you promise me not to tell Lady Lucy as will want to stay in her service’ The Captain accepted and so this servant whom you think was Andrew happy to get rid of Lucys husband, took the army to a room. In this room a sliding polished wainscott panel was slide back and there as promised was their man hiding. The servant of course was no place to be found.

At the trail the court was packed and on the stand came the guilty man in chains. Suddenly up stood Prince Rupert .”What foolery is this. For I know this man I fought side by side with him in battle ,he is Sir Andrew Sellwood.”

While this case was going on Lady Lucy and her husband Sir Arthur had fled to France with the gift of Andrews fortune.

Here my friends my story takes a downward course as blamed for aiding a prisoner Sir Andrew Sellwood was jailed for life. He died not long after and his death was hardly noticed .One newspaper placed a short note in its pages about a man who gave his all for the love he saved in his heart that never was to be. Crazy Sir Andrew Sellwood died in his cell a gentleman to the end.

At least they called her son a gentleman as Andrews mother had wanted.

And so we come to the last now his invention passed down the centuries as a fairground instrument and a street beggars way of entertaining public for cash handouts.  I recall Punch and Judy shows at seaside places in my early youth and that music played by turning the barrel handle I remember so well. Not really an instrument rather than a music box, or barrel.A monkey sat on the barrel turners shoulder as he made that tinkle music just the same as Andrew had done so long ago.

Thank you for your kindness in being with me here.Not many men today would play out an act just to be near the love of their life. He was not crazy, he was special.images_018images_012The fairground barrel organ of the past

 

 

 

Yours Sir Kevin, at your service.

 

Copyright Sir Kevin Parr, Baronet.2018

space travel and who first thought of it.

Who really was it who first gave credence to that thought? One may say NASA. Some say that Gene Rodenbury with the TV show Star Trek that led on to Star Wars the movie. Almost could have been except it was in the 17th century that Dr. John Wilkins thought of it as more than possible to leave Earths surface.

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Wilkins born in Northamptonshire rose to attend Oxford University as polymath and theologian of brilliance. he was brought up puritan by his parents and he married Robina ,the little sister of Oliver Cromwell.

In time he became one of the founder members of The Royal Society. He even wrote two books on the subject of man in flight. “Flying Chariots” told of flight outside of earths pull. He thought, wrongly, though that even our moon was populated but was so right on most other things we must forgive him.  At one point he seems to go on to time travel in the pages of his last book. Who can say he is wrong on that as we have not arrived at that point as yet, not  even now.

Many scholars agreed with Wilkins and so he started building flying machines with friend and inventor Robert Hooke. They chose the gardens of Wadham College Oxford. as both men had attendance in that said university. Some months later he was forced to admit that space travel was more complicated than he thought.

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John Watkins was really the father of flight and inventor of modern science. Too early in time he gave us hope to all who followed him and many did.

It was the study of the nature of vacuum that he slowly came to realize that space could not be reached without real power.He was not wrong and some 350 years away from being proved totally right over space flight but wrong about the moon being populated .

So for now we all know who really knew ahead of all that one day a rocket ship would leave earth to enter orbit way above our world. It is still too early for us to travel in space far away for even our planetary system but no rocket can stay up or have power to reach out. It is a primitive system with such limitation and we can see why. What stick goes up must come down. Take a childs spinning top for one push of the central stick and almost perpetual motion is yours to witness. in this way we can spin out of of our earths pull. It has skins as that of an onion. All are the skin that keeps us in air and gravity or we would float and be dead. In fact it is the epidermous  that holds us all together like our bodies have skin around us as a sack of blood with a frame called bones. Our skin heals itself and so will the skin around our earth. We are not alone as early man knew. Planets many light years with peoples much like us we hope can travel in weeks to us but we humans with our silly rockets can never travel as if at one day old it would take all our life to get half way. 230 years in fact to reach that far as the far stars that we see in the night say on a star filled still evening. It has thrilled and amazed mankind from time long gone.

We can never reach that far now or until we change from rocket to spinning top. Centre fugal force . As no plans are set in place to effect this change we are at a similar place that Dr. John Wilkins was in the 17th century.

Wilkins was far sighted indeed and way ahead of his time. Yet times changed even f0r him as Cromwell died in office and then we brought back the trouble with monarchy as our leader. King Charles made sure all the puritans  had to be punished for his fathers death on executioners block.

Wilkins found himself out of a job and penniless. Poverty knocked hard at his door but his luck changed again as he was raised to be Bishop of Chester. He died not long after on 19th November 1672 in Cheshire England aged just 58. He is buried in Saint Lawrence Jewry Church in the City of London.

thank you all for your support my readers.

Yours always with respect Sir Kevin.

 

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