The Royal We

We have kids who are sick, have been sick, and have gotten sick again.  During summer.   When  it is SO NOT FAIR, and 100 degrees outside with no A/C. Our very MEAN moms will not let us go swimming!  SO UNFAIR.

The thing is, it IS unfair.  Not our fault, but unfair nevertheless.

We aren’t at our wits end, but Wit’s End was the last street sign we saw yesterday, before everything went dark.  It’s harder for the kids, who have every reason to BE at wit’s end, with one whole summer month down and still not feeling good.

We are experiencing technical difficulties.

Technically, it is difficult to get to our computer.  We may be erratic (or stupid) in our posting for awhile. We have faith this too will pass.  Sort of.

FTF: Queen Victoria and Fyvie

It’s French Toast Friday!

I know, I know…it’s Saturday…but this blog is like Calivn Ball. (see Calvin and Hobbes)  The rules change as we go.  I (sob) couldn’t get anything posted yesterday due to my ongoing explorations of Chaos Theory. Read: it was NUTS at Jane’s house.

This is a photo of Queen Victoria on Fyvie with John Brown at Balmoral Castle.  1863: photo by George Washington Wilson.

They both look a little cranky.  And what’s up with Fyvie’s front hooves?

Since we’re on English royalty, if I’ve deciphered my notes correctly, this is  The Prince of Wales  (flat racing) “on a racehorse” at Ascot, Brisbane.  In 1920, this could be either Prince Edward or Prince Albert.  Anyone know?

Photo courtesy of the State Library of Queensland.  1920.  No photographic credit given.

I’m guessing the Prince is in #2 position. To my uneducated eye, the first horse looks as if he’s being held back a little, given the jockey’s position and the horse’s body language.

Historians welcome! Comment away.