Sunday, September 09, 2018

St Ronan's Memories - Abu Ben Adhem

Abou Ben Adhem

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) 
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, 
And saw, within the moonlight in his room, 
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, 
An angel writing in a book of gold:— 
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, 
And to the presence in the room he said, 
"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head, 
And with a look made of all sweet accord, 
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord." 
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so," 
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, 
But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then, 
Write me as one that loves his fellow men." 

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night 
It came again with a great wakening light, 
And showed the names whom love of God had blest, 
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest. 

Often read in chapel by Sir Richard Vassar-Smith

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Saturday, June 02, 2018

Prue's 70th Birthday in Marbella May 2018

Prue's 70th birthday in Marbella

Prue had her 70th birthday party with the family at a fabulous villa in the Sierra Bianca area of  Marbella. All came, except for Radha and Ayako, with Rebecca arriving after the dinner on Thursday due to her studies. In addition, Sandy Pearce came for a few days and Belin and Will Martin moved in and were there for the dinner. It was a marvellous time for all and will be long remembered.

My photos are here, though there are many more taken by others in our shared iCloud.

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Boodle and Siobhan's Wedding in Sydney October 2016

Boodle and Siobhan White were married at St Mark's Church, Darling Point on Saturday 22nd October 2016.

[awaiting official pics]

Siobhan and Boodle

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Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Herry's Archives: Valentine (Nicholas) Lawford 1911 - 1991

Herry's Archives: Valentine (Nicholas) Lawford 1911 - 1991

Monday, February 26, 2018

Pol and Poppet and the Getty's, Kate O'Brien and the Thomas's and Johns

Watching the film, 'All The Money In The World' about John Paul Getty and the kidnapping of his grandson in Rome, I was reminded of how one finds oneself on the outer fringes of history sometimes, usually through people that one knows.

We are slightly connected to the story through Pol and Poppet Pol who were old friends of my parents and who I stayed with in the South of France and who Prue and I rented from (with Sally Wilson-Young).
Sally, Anette, Patrick and Prue in Pol and Poppet's garden in Ramatuelle
Pol’s daughter Talitha married John Paul Getty Jr, one of the sons of Paul Getty (‘The Richest Man in the World’) and it was his son (from a previous marriage) who was kidnapped in Rome in 1973. 

I briefly met their son Tara at Pol and Poppet’s - he is now a conservationist in Africa - and I have also been to Sutton Place where Paul Getty (the old man) lived. The other odd connection is though Kate, (our friend and Kei's nanny who died last year). She looked after Tara for Pol and Poppet in the 1970s when Talitha was in Morocco leading a wild hippie life with the likes of Mick Jagger - (look at Wikipedia for just how wild before I met her. 

Llewellyn and Kate

I have also recently met one of Augusts John's sons, Tristan De Vere Cole, who was brought up among the families at Freyern - the Johns, the Macnamara's and the Thomas's - and probably met Kate when she was the girlfriend of Llewellyn Thomas. 

Tristan de Vere Cole with Ann Stow