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A birthday and a Coronation

This weekend is a long one. It is Queen’s Birthday weekend and on Monday, 3 June, we celebrate the Queen’s official birthday. The Queen, being Queen Elizabeth the Second , who is our Head of State.  Today,  2nd June, we also happen to be acknowledging  the 60th anniversary of the Coronation of Queen Elizabeth.

As a child of the colonies, and, at one time, the holder of a colonial passport that designated me as a British subject,  I have a soft spot for the Queen.  She was Queen when I came in to the world, and I simply can not imagine what life would have been like without her. Always there, always serene, always beautiful, and always the Christmas message of calm and goodwill.

So here is my little photographic tribute to the Queen on her birthday and on her Coronation anniversary. CoronationI don’t know what the perfume bottle has to do with anything; it’s just conveniently there. The silver bangle was a 21st birthday present from my parents and has a special hallmark for the Queen’s Silver Jubilee. The charm on the necklace, I gave to myself as a memento of the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee, and it bears a special hallmark for that occasion.  The silver necklace dates back to my Africa days and is made from  Zambian silver. I wouldn’t be surprised if the Queen has some Zambian silver too ;),  as it is a country which also has ties  to the Monarchy.

The book in the photo is a charming story by one of my favourite authors, Paul Gallico. It was first published in 1962 but was reprinted last year for the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee. It is a small delight, and the adventures and emotions of the Clagg family as they attempt to participate in an event of historical importance are as timeless as they are endearing.

For a little more information on the Coronation, try this link which gives some fun accounts from people who were there on 2 June 1953. ( http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/real-life-stories/queens-coronation-60-years-on-1924555 )   As an interesting side note, news of the successful summit of Mt Everest by some of Her Majesty’s subjects, reached the Queen in time for her Coronation. Quite a Coronation gift, it was.

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Tales of snow and other things

Yesterday we had a little taste of winter. The weather was bleak. There was a wild, bitingly cold wind, hail, rain, sleet and snowflakes, and temperatures that barely rose above freezing point. Oh,  and a few moments of sun, as well.  I stayed indoors and tried not to mind the ice and cold whipping around the house.

This morning the storm was gone and the sun was shining again, but not with a lot of warmth. We ventured out to view the world. It hadn’t been cold enough for the snow to stay on the ground, at sea level, (where we are), but the hills of the city were covered with snow.

As we looked at the snow from a distance, we listened on the car radio to the story of Sir Edmund Hillary and Tenzing Norgay. Sixty years ago, today, they reached the summit of Mt Everest; the first people to succeed in climbing to the top of the highest point on earth. Two humble climbers; one remarkable moment.

It is a great story, that first successful ascent of Everest. One part of the story that I  particularly like  is this; there were two New Zealanders on the expedition, Edmund Hillary and George Lowe. When Hillary descended from the summit, he was greeted by George Lowe and this was their exchange :-

Lowe, waiting at the South Col with a thermos, called, “How did you get on?”

“Well, George, we knocked the bastard off!”

“Thought you probably must have,” replied Lowe. “Here, have a cup of soup.”

For more information on this day, sixty years ago, try the following links.

(http://www.stuff.co.nz/marlborough-express/news/8729855/Hillary-stands-atop-summit-of-NZ-fame) (http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&objectid=10872850)

And, here are some of the photos I took, today, of the first snowfall of the year. The scenery may not be up to Himalayan standards but it has its own charms and is a lot easier to access.

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