Tis me again HRH Reubens the Royal

Well what do you know I have been having a sneaky look at the photographs and I have found the following I told you there would be a duck for me to chase around

Go on say "Aw isn't it lovely" naturally you would think so, wheres my plate and my tissues I am drooling here...!   Guess what else I found in the Hotel yes you guessed it, a fire, I told you I could have sat in front of it.......nobody listens to me though........I bet it looked fantastic when it was lit, little seats and tables in the alcoves.

 



I thought I had better get in and tell you a bit about the Hotel itself before the Misses says she saw a ghost, she didn't, it shied away from her, I think it was sort of frightened!!, As said it is 15th century it does supposedly have a ghost, a young women who killed herself and now haunts the rocking chair, I didn't say it, that is what the Misses was told!  Well the Hotel itself, I heard her say, is magnificent, I have shown you the fireplace here is the outside.....



The inside is well protected by magnificent Knights in Armour, mind you I don't think the Misses looked to see if there was anyone inside, I guess it is the concept which is frightening, ok call me a shivering little so and so but after all even though I am Royal, I am only a little dog.

 



Well I am going to walk away from it all for now, hey that isnt me that is the bloomin peacock from the Castle, typical, great big sighs!!

Oh Yes! - Reubens here Folk....

What a cheek, I see the Misses has been bragging about their trip to the Castle, humph, they didnt take me!!!  I was made to stay at home with the scrooge his sister and her owners.  No fun at all, a threesome, I was the odd one out.

Now they should have taken me, I would have looked good with my royalness, just imagine me sat with Henry and his wives....I am there, can you see me?

 

 

What fun I would have had sat at the large banqueting table, the tit bits, it just makes my mouth water but oh no not them, I suppose they didnt want me to overshadow them with my royalness.

 



I could have sat with the Cordwainer (is that the correct description, a cobler is one who repairs and I think the Cordwainer is one who constructs).   I could have given him instructions and come away with a lovely little pair of pad boots to put on my wall, mind you he was only a model I doubt whether he would have been very tasty had I offered to clean his feet.

 

 

I guess I would have had to be satisfied with just chasing the peacocks around and the occasional duck, woe is me!!!

 

 

 

 

When I get a minute I will tell you about their stay in the 15th century Hotel, I have heard them say it was very interesting, there again I could have gone, I would have looked good sat by the fire, boo hoo!

 



Phew!!!! Warwick Castle.

As I havent been writing for a while I was just going to write a piece saying that I was disappointed as for ages now I havent been able to get my stats section to work properly.  I love looking at the stats section as it shows how many are reading and what part of the world they are from.  It is just part of the fun.  It keeps me out of mischief, great big laughs there folks.  Well for some reason it seems to have put itself right.

Well I have been busy building up a genealogy tree, trying to link it to others.  It is surprising how helpful the census are and it is interesting to see how surnames change either through family feuds or misrepresentation of the written word.

We had a lovely few days in the latter end of September and the beginning of October, we first visted a cousin in Swansea, Wales.   I felt, as we went over the toll bridge, as though I were going home and yet I am not Welsh, my mother and her siblings, 13 in all, were.  We paid visits to the grandparent in my childhood  and more in my teenage years, other than that my mother kept in touch by letter.  No extravagance of a mobile, phone or car tbh.

After a few days stay back at the caravan, I met up with my old chums from when I was 16 years old, loved it, there was 10 of us, each sharing their conversation and everyone listening.  Great meal and the weather was perfect.

After that we went to Warwickshire Castle, a fantastic medieval place of interest.

The interior was out of this world, how anyone manages to keep it in spit spot condition goodness only knows.  Would hate to have been a servant in those days.

 

 

On the greens actors walk around in full costumes, some displaying the arts of the day much to the enjoyment of the onlookers.  Whilst there werent many visitors due to the time of the year, we had two school groups of youngsters.  They were in their element and we were lucky enough to avoid being in queue with them, when  it came to the loos that was a blessing, big grins.

 

One of the main attractions was the dungeon

 

 

This chappie was brilliant as were all the others taking part inside.  Anyone of lesser attributes than the strong amongst us could very well be frightened.  Fright with tears of recognition afterwards.  In the trials section a certain young lady became judge and ruler of the situation, she managed to get my husband up on the stand, excuse my merriment.  Oh boy did she bring him down but he took it all in good fun.  Felt a bit sorry for one young lady though, she was foreign and didnt understand the language, bless her.  All I have to say is the actors were very enthusiastic in their approach and they have to be applauded for their talents.

 

A great day and well worth a visit if one likes medieval history. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reubens Friends

 

Morning all, no it is HRH here not Dixon of Dock Green, not that I would remember that it was so long ago.  I promised to bring you a photograph of the lowly creatures who held a place in the hearts of my owners.  Well now, the one on the right is Sam, a much better name for a dog but then, he was a pedigree.  He was bought for about 40-50 pounds, wow, cheap but then, it was a long time ago.  Now he was one of so many siblings having been purchased from a breeder.  Because he hadnt had the attention in his young life, he was very wary and it took a long while for him to trust anyone.  He was supposedly a miniature Dachshund.

 

Not long after another miniature (ha! ha!) dachs was bought, Tania Rose, what a lovely name, I am told that she was a beautiful little creature.  I have no doubt that she was, as she had the same colouring as I have.  She definitely wasnt miniature though!!  Well the story goes that Sam wooed her and they eventually had a litter of pups, one of which went to another family member, a little female definitely miniature.

 

On the left hand side, missing out that other King Charles (grrrrrrrrrrr)  we have Smudgie, the offspring of Sam and Tania Rose, if you look closely you will see that he had a kink in his ear.  Now I am told that he had the most beautiful character.  The misses is under the impression that "Home Grown Pups" are the best, they have the love and affection from day one. 

 

On a daily visit the sibling of Smudgie became pregnant, they were never sure who by, either Sam or Smudgie but being kind hearted and not being sure whether one of the pups would be taken (ha! ha!) the mistress kindly offered to look after it until another home was found (yeh tell me another story!).  This little soul became known as Puppy Dog simply because the mistress didnt want the master to know that he was staying, to all intents and purposes they were only looking after it (stop making me laugh). 

 

 

Well this little one was the smallest and the wisest of them all.  The story goes that Smudgie and the other King Charles (will tell you more about him in another episode), were fighting over a bowl of food, whilst Smudgie would share the KC was rather aggressive.  They were literally standing up paws to paws, now the little one didnt pause (clever, ok so it isnt...) he ran underneath the two of them and gobbled the food right up!! 

 

Ah well enough of the dachshunds, as you will see a King Charles was introduced into the family, the master named him Sundance Kid (wheres the sick bucket!!) the mistress had enough sense to shorten it to Sonnie.  More about him later.

 

Anyway lets not talk about them, I am the master now, here is another one of me relaxing.. 

 

 

Oh no OFF WITH THEIR HEADS I am off to look

for the Chopping Block!!!!