Staffordshire Quotes

The pot that had simmered for fifty years boiled over. Colliers and miners, furnacemen and tram-road labourers were flooding down the valley to the Chartists' rendezvous: men from Dowlais under the Guests, Cyfartha under the Crawshays, Nantyglo under Bailey and a thousand forges and bloomeries in the hills: men of the farming Welsh, the Staffordshire specialists and the labouring Irish were taking to arms.

Carlton, Sydney (1949-), painter and decorator. Those who argue that bestiality should be treated with understanding had a setback in 1998 when Carlton, a married man from Bradford, was sentenced to a year in prison for having intercourse with a Staffordshire bull terrier, named Badger. His defence was that Badger had made the first move. 'I can't help it if the dog took a liking to me,' he told the court. This was not accepted.

The feeling of eating the last oatcake has stuck with me: a funny mix of joy and salt and homesickness, and sharp cheese, and knowing how far I was from an oatcake shop, and my grandparents, and the green-grey moorland. There’s no landscape like the Staffordshire moorlands (they aren’t moors; that’s important). On the edge of a national park, but not nearly so beloved, the earth dips and swoops in lazy curves that seem almost-but-not-quite like somewhere you’ve been before. I wasn’t born there, and didn’t grow up there, and yet some part of me – some mining ancestor deep in the bone – always knows: this is where the bones come from. This is a kind of home.

Vemos aquí que el ganado determina en absoluto la existencia del pino; pero en diferentes regiones del mundo los insectos determinan la existencia del ganado. Quizá el Paraguay ofrece el ejemplo más curioso de esto, pues allí, ni el ganado vacuno, ni los caballos, ni los perros se han hecho nunca cimarrones, a pesar de que al norte y al sur abundan en estado salvaje, y Azara y Rengger han demostrado que esto es debido a ser más numerosa en el Paraguay cierta mosca que pone sus huevos en el ombligo de estos animales cuando acaban de nacer. El aumento de estas moscas, con ser numerosas como lo son, debe de estar habitualmente contenido de varios modos, probablemente por otros insectos parásitos. De aquí que si ciertas aves insectívoras disminuyesen en el Paraguay, los insectos parásitos probablemente aumentarían, y esto haría disminuir el número de las moscas del ombligo; entonces el ganado vacuno y los caballos llegarían a hacerse salvajes, lo cual, sin duda, alteraría mucho la vegetación, como positivamente lo he observado en regiones de América del Sur; esto, además, influiría mucho en los insectos, y esto -como acabamos de ver en Staffordshire- en las aves insectívoras, y así, progresivamente, en círculos de complejidad siempre creciente.

Over the course of two years, from June 2004 to June 2006, two separate deaths did nothing to ease my overall anxiety. Steve’s beloved Staffordshire bull terrier Sui died of cancer in June 2004. He had set up his swag and slept beside her all night, talking to her, recalling old times in the bush catching crocodiles, and comforting her. Losing Sui brought up memories of losing Chilli a decade and a half earlier. “I am not getting another dog,” Steve said. “It is just too painful.” Wes, the most loyal friend anyone could have, was there for Steve while Sui passed from this life to the next. Wes shared in Steve’s grief. They had known Sui longer than Steve and I had been together. Two years after Sui’s death, in June 2006, we lost Harriet. At 175, Harriet was the oldest living creature on earth. She had met Charles Darwin and sailed on the Beagle. She was our link to the past at the zoo, and beyond that, our link to the great scientist himself. She was a living museum and an icon of our zoo. The kids and I were headed to Fraser Island, along the southern coast of Queensland, with Joy, Steve’s sister, and her husband, Frank, our zoo manager, when I heard the news. An ultrasound had confirmed that Harriet had suffered a massive heart attack. Steve called me. “I think you’d better come home.” “I should talk to the kids about this,” I said. Bindi was horrified. “How long is Harriet going to live?” she asked. “Maybe hours, maybe days, but not long.” “I don’t want to see Harriet die,” she said resolutely. She wanted to remember her as the healthy, happy tortoise with whom she’d grown up. From the time Bindi was a tiny baby, she would enter Harriet’s enclosure, put her arms around the tortoise’s massive shell, and rest her face against her carapace, which was always warm from the sun. Harriet’s favorite food was hibiscus flowers, and Bindi would collect them by the dozen to feed her dear friend. I was worried about Steve but told him that Bindi couldn’t bear to see Harriet dying. “It’s okay,” he said. “Wes is here with me.” Once again, it fell to Wes to share his best mate’s grief.

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Dining tables were dressed in hunter-green velvet linens. Royal Staffordshire Tonquin Brown dinner plates sat on top of hammered copper chargers. Cut-crystal drinkware and hammered copper tumblers glinted in the candlelight and strands of twinkle lights. Vintage brass and low copper vessels overflowed with garden roses, tulips, and amaryllis in various shades of cream, peach, and burnt orange along with lush greenery. Berries and russet feathers peeked out every so often, and antlers interspersed at odd angles. Reminiscent of an enchanted woodland from a C.S. Lewis novel, this was by far my favorite design Cedric had ever created.

William Ireland, one of the Popish Plot defendants charged with plotting the assassination of Charles II, spoke at trial about his inability to prepare a defense when imprisoned and unaided. He named alibi witnesses who could prove that he was in Staffordshire, far from the scene of Oates’ and Bedloe’s allegations. “[O]n calling his first witness he observed, ‘It is a hundred to one if he be here, for I have not been permitted so much as to send a scrap of paper.’ “87 His witnesses did not appear, and Ireland and his codefendants were convicted and executed.

Clarence Urwin wiped the top of his forehead with the bottom of his hat. When he replaced it, the pink skin of his head was as black as a Staffordshire coal mine. He fell into line with other men wearing the same soiled overalls. They were leaving the series of warehouses straddling one of Birmingham’s stinking canals for the public houses a few streets away. Clarence

12What is considered aggressive is culturally and generationally relative. German shepherds were on the top of the list after World War II; in the 1990s Rottweilers and Dobermans were scorned; the American Staffordshire terrier (also known as the pit bull) is the current bête noire. Their classification has more to do with recent events and public perception than with their intrinsic nature. Recent research found that of all breeds, dachshunds were the most aggressive to both their own owners and to strangers. Perhaps this is underreported because a snarling dachshund can be picked up and stashed away in a tote bag. 13

Every fear is a desire. Every desire is fear. The cigarettes are burning under the trees Where the Staffordshire murderers wait for their accomplices And victims. Every victim is an accomplice.

James Fenton, “A Staffordshire Murderer

The place is an austere, wartime England. In the north Hampshire village of Steventon, Jane Austen was born in December 1775, and just 12 miles away in the cathedral city of Winchester, she died in July 1817. Such a short distance separates her birth and death, yet during her lifetime of forty-one years she travelled more than most women of this era, westwards as far as Dawlish in Devon, eastwards to Ramsgate in Kent, southwards to Portsmouth and probably as far north as Hamstall Ridware in Staffordshire. 1 England was the only country she knew, and for most of her adult life, that country was at war.

fireplace. “He’s invited us to spend a fortnight with him in Staffordshire.

My new book The Buried Secret combines my love of detective fiction with my keen interest in the local history of the Staffordshire Moorlands.

The Staffordshire Yeomanry quickly lost ten tanks and Eadie ordered them back a little to save further loss. The two other regiments then, according to the new orders, withdrew right back to Miteiriya Ridge. A little later Eadie himself drove back to the ridge, where he saw Gatehouse. Eadie was weeping. Some of his dearest friends had just been killed before his eyes, their bodies roasted or broken in pieces. He had lost virtually a whole squadron. Two nights of fighting had cost him thirteen out of his fifteen Crusaders, fourteen out of his twenty-eight heavies. He was certain to lose more if he stayed out in the open and he asked Gatehouse’s permission to withdraw. Gatehouse had been in an angry mood; the events of the night had given him ample cause. But the quality of the man inside the general now appeared to the little group of spectators. Eadie’s distress touched him deeply. His own grievance was instantly annulled. His anger melted and he became, in the words of Ian Spence, who was standing by, ‘the soul of charm’. He spoke very gently to Eadie and, accepting a responsibility that was in keeping with his judgement and his conscience, if not with his orders, gave him the permission that he wanted.

In late January 1569, she was taken on a long journey south to Tutbury Castle in Staffordshire,

Staffordshire was called The Potteries, where all the fine china was produced for the rich and famous. Royal Doulton, Wedgwood, Minton and hundreds more factories,

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With iron wheels on iron rails, a single horse could haul thirty tons of coal or ore. Mineral transport by rail no longer had to depend on gravity for its energy supply. At the same time that the old wagonways were being shod, new horse-drawn mineral railways began to be laid as direct feeders to canals, like multiplying capillaries draining into veins. Parliament authorized the first such railway on 13 May 1776, from Caldon Low Quarries in Staffordshire, below Liverpool, to Froghall Wharf on the Trent & Mersey Canal, a distance of 3.1 miles.12 From that beginning, the British network of feeder railways grew with the canal network.