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June 25, 2009
April 7, 2009
It’s getting to the point where I cringe every time I see this screen. The vast majority of the time if I see this, it means I’m not going to be able to leave a comment.
I’ve tried everything. I’ve used every part of the form that could conceivably be applied to me. No go. I cleared out my cookies. I made sure my pop ups were set right. Nothing I do seems to make a difference.
Am I the only one having trouble with this? Have you struggled to leave comments? Are you having trouble leaving them with me? If you tried to leave a comment and couldn’t, please email me at AliceAudreyJ at yahoo dot com.
March 23, 2009
June 8, 2008
This post has been moved to: How to Lay Floor Tile Part 2: Mortar
June 1, 2008
February 11, 2008
This post has been moved to: What is eaten in one week around the world….
January 28, 2008
As you may have noticed, I posted my recipe yesterday instead of today. This is a permanent change.
I’m going to make some other changes too.
Saturdays are going to be photo days for me, which generally means Gerbil TV.
I’m calling Mondays Monday Madness and will be posting stuff from the mailbag, guests bloggers other than Mr. Al, games, and whatever else comes to mind.
Tuesdays will be Talk To Me Tuesday. It’s a space for all of us to talk about what we’re doing and what’s on our minds; a place to post off topic stuff all week long.
Mr. Al will still be here every Wednesday. I’ll still be posting Thursday 13 most Thursdays, and Suzie’s House will still appear every Friday.
Eventually I may be adding a feature called Fiction Fridays in which I will link to other people who have posted a piece of fiction sometime during the week.
Various news or snippets may be posted on top of these so that more than one post will go up on a given day, but I hope to keep that to a minimum as I find bloggers who blog all day long overwhelming.
In the grand scheme of things it’s just a little change. I hope you enjoy everything you’ll find in Alice’s Restaurant.
January 23, 2008
This post has been moved to: TT #12: Pros and Cons of Bifocals
It seems when Prince George gets tired of pretending to be bucolic and makes a run for the money he isn’t the only one cruising for a bruising. We return to Mr. Al’s weekly take on the life of George IV.
The Prince did find someone to bring the matter up before Parliament. This gentleman, Nathanial Newnham, did raise the subject of the Prince’s financial distress, but made no mention of his marital status. Prime Minister William Pitt tried to kill the subject by stating that only the King could ask Parliament for such a subsidy. His Majesty had not done so. End of discussion. Time to move on.
Mister Newnham let the matter drop for the time being. But he made it clear that he intended to bring the matter forward again, this time as a formal motion, during the May 4th session. Pitt tried to do an end run around Newnham by asking what, exactly, he intended to say? Newnham, realizing he was far out on a limb, stated that his only concern was for the Prince’s “embarrassed situation.” He would formally request that someone go to the King and ask that he place before Parliament a motion to vote money for his kid. That’s all!
Before the Prime Minster could breath a sigh of relief, up from the Tory benches rose one John Rolle, a solid Church of England squire from Devon. Mister Rolle said that the question of money for the Prince had serious implications. This was because it was “a question which went immediately to affect our constitution in Church and State.”
Uh-oh. The only question that he could possibly be referring to was, of course, the question of wither or not the Prince had married a Catholic. After a bit of hemming and hawing, throat clearing and pretending not to know what the speaker was referring to, Pitt tried to get Newnham to drop the whole matter. If Newnham did not, Pitt threatened, he might be forced to bring up the issue, “though with infinite reluctance, to the disclosure of circumstances which he should otherwise think it his duty to conceal.”
At this point, one of the Prince’s supporters, one who was “out of the loop” so to speak, rose to defend the Prince’s honor. Base accusations had been made! Ugly rumors were being circulated! This had to end! No, by God, they would not let the matter drop! The Prince’s own people had called Pitt’s bluff. Pitt had no more interest than the Whigs in exposing the Royal Family to such a scandal. The Tories, with more venom than foresight, were glad to help the Prince’s “supporters.”
It was Fox who would handle the matter for the Prince. What are friends for? Although Mrs Fitzherbert did not like Fox, and consequently the Prince had cooled noticeably toward him, Fox believed that a flat out declaration that the Prince had not, nor would he ever, marry Mrs Fitzherbert would best serve everyone. What could be simpler? After all, Fox believed it was the truth.
So that’s exactly what he did. On April 30 1787, Fox spoke to the House denouncing those who had spread vile rumors about his friend There was no truth, none at all, concerning a marriage between the Prince and Mrs Fitzherbert. The opposition was not convinced, but it had no proof. Fox left Parliament convinced he had done his best by his friend, his party, and his country.
Some time later, while having drinks at one of his clubs, he was approached by a gentleman who had some interesting news. “Mister Fox, I hear that you have denied in the House the Prince’s marriage to Mrs Fitzherbert. You have been misinformed. I was at the marriage.” Oh dear. Fox had been placed in a very difficult position. True, he placed himself there but that was only because his good friend the Prince had sworn on his dead granny’s Bible that he was not, and never had been married.
Fox was not the only one seeing red.
September 17, 2007
Oh quit groaning. If I decide to talk about the weather, you can pretty well bet it will be interesting. For the last couple of months it’s been interesting.
You see, we have entered Fire Season. This is when the National Forests out here go up in smoke and all that smoke pools in the valley making it hard to breathe. I’ve mentioned it a couple of times, but really, seeing is believing.
This is what it looks like when the smoke is a little on the thick side:
A day or two afterward we had a storm roll through. This picture was taken at three in the afternoon:
An hour later:
If you look real close to the area between the front of the church and the tree to the right you’ll notice there is a mountain back there.
I’ve decided now and then to simply post a picture so you can see what our weather is like.