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Post by gabriel on Sept 2, 2010 1:31:02 GMT -5
Mouse, thanks for the great photos. I envy you being able to visit these places regularly. It's takes 13 000km approximately for me to make it to England, so when I visit, I cram in as much as possible. Wasn't there a novel about Haddon Hall with a girl not allowed to marry the guy she wanted? I'm probably mistaken. I've visited Belvoir Castle. I didn't realise that one of the Mitford sisters was still alive. They were bits of goers in their day. The hanging flower pots in the 1st photo is such an English thing.
If Mary had stayed in France when her 1st husband died, I guess she wouldn't be quite as famous as she is. Have you visited Edinburgh Castle? There's a very small room perched out over the rock which is supposedly where she gave birth to James.
She's quite a fascinating character but I don't think she was very bright. But then, she was surrounded by people who were constantly putting knives in her back. The big mystery about Mary is how she lasted as long as she did.
Great photos. Thanks for sharing.
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Post by mouse on Sept 2, 2010 1:53:58 GMT -5
your welcom gabe...sorry it took so long i hope to drive over to another place she was held fairly soon..will take my camera with me when i do...... and yes have been to edibrugh...
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Post by gabriel on Sept 2, 2010 5:55:28 GMT -5
Not to worry. I'm pleased you could share. The wonderful thing about the UK - such history. Not that my country doesn't have any but...
There's nothing quite as amazing as walking up or down a set of stone stairs worn down over centuries.
Or, I have to admit, touching a stone on the pyramids.
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Post by mouse on Sept 2, 2010 8:33:57 GMT -5
There's nothing quite as amazing as walking up or down a set of stone stairs worn down over centuries. i feel like that every time i go to haddon...you can litterally feel the past...narrow little stone stairways....etc any yet strangly i can walk the walls at york or chester and feel nothing...not the slightest whiff of history
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Post by gabriel on Sept 6, 2010 7:36:35 GMT -5
Mary wasn't the brightest spark. For all her education and training.
She was surrounded from the beginning of her life by people who wanted to use her for their own advantage. That continued throughout her life and she didn't have the skills or the advisors to help her.
She should have stayed in France. She could have stayed in France if she'd had the right advice.
There you go.
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Post by mouse on Sept 6, 2010 7:58:59 GMT -5
have you been to versailles....its a place i always think of when i think of the french monarchy
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Post by gabriel on Sept 8, 2010 6:39:10 GMT -5
have you been to versailles....its a place i always think of when i think of the french monarchy No mouse I haven't visited the palace. I remember driving past on the way from Calais to Paris. A very high fence that went for a very long way is my memory. Mary wouldn't have known Versailles. It was built after her. The Guise uncles played a big part in her leaving France. If she'd stayed there, she would have been safe. Not a monarch, but she would have survived. Oh well, I don't know what it's like to be a 16th century absolute monarch. But I still would prefer my head on my shoulders to my head on the floor.
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Post by mouse on Sept 8, 2010 8:30:30 GMT -5
she would only have been safe dependent on who she married and if she stopped being silly
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Post by mouse on Sept 8, 2010 8:32:18 GMT -5
have you been to versailles....its a place i always think of when i think of the french monarchy No mouse I haven't visited the palace. I remember driving past on the way from Calais to Paris. A very high fence that went for a very long way is my memory. . i took my youngest son for a visit for his fourteenth birthday..later he lived nearby for a while
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Post by gabriel on Sept 10, 2010 7:54:29 GMT -5
No side effects from living in France?
An urge to break out into La Marseillies? (I don't think I spelt it right).
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Post by mouse on Sept 10, 2010 13:34:09 GMT -5
incidently my youngest son ended up living in france...the south and paris and two of my grandchildren are little froggies[well ones not so little but you know what i mean]
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