The Ceremony – minute by minute
The full guest list
The coach that will carry Wills and Kate after the wedding
Ceremony to include music by composer Paul Mealor
Download Will and Kate masks here
The Ceremony – minute by minute
The full guest list
The coach that will carry Wills and Kate after the wedding
Ceremony to include music by composer Paul Mealor
Download Will and Kate masks here
The Queen’s sister Princess Margaret Rose (1930-2002) wed Anthony Armstrong-Jones in the Abbey on May 6, 1960. After two children, their marriage ended in divorce in 1978.
The Queen’s only daughter, Anne, Princess Royal, married Captain Mark Phillips in Westminster Abbey on November 14, 1973. They have two children.
After divorcing Phillips in 1992, Anne married Timothy Laurence, in Scotland on December 12, 1992.
Prince Andrew married Sarah Ferguson on July 1986, They became the duke and duchess of York. They have two daughters, but separated in 1992 and divorced four years later.
We are awaiting the big day on Friday, April 29, for the next royal wedding at Westminster Abbey.
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| Finchcocks Musical Museum Collection |
Jane Austen (1775-1817) wrote to her sister Cassandra on Thursday, April 25, 1811, from Sloane Street, London, where she was staying with her brother Henry and his wife Eliza, the former Comtesse de Feuillide. Jane was in London to correct proof pages for the publication of her first novel, Sense and Sensibility. Cassandra was at their brother Edward’s estate at Godmersham, Kent.
Jane writes to her sister Cassandra of an assortment of subjects. Then she writes:
“No, indeed, I am never to busy to think of S. and S. I can no more forget it than a mother can forget her sucking child; and I am much obliged to you for your inquiries. I have had two sheets to correct, but the last only brings us to Willoughby’s first appearance. Mrs. K. regrets in the most flattering manner that she must wait till May, but I have scarcely a hope of its being out in June. Henry does not neglect it; he has hurried the printer, and says he will see him again to-day. It will not stand still during his absence, it will be sent to Eliza.
“The Incomes remain as they were, but I will get them altered if I can. I am very much gratified by Mrs. K’s interest in it; and whatever may be the event of it as to my credit with her, sincerely wish her curiosity could be satisfied sooner than is now probable. I think she will like my Elinor, but cannot build on anything else…”
The Mrs. K. referred to in Austen’s letter was Mrs. Catherine Knight, nee. Knatchbull. She and her husband Thomas “adopted” Jane’s brother Edward and treated him as their own son, sending him on a grand tour of Europe and leaving him their property. Indeed a few years after her husband died in 1794, Mrs. Knight passed on the two estates of Godmersham in Kent and Chawton in Hampshire to Edward. Godmersham is today in private hands, but the Chawton property now is the home of the Chawton House Library and the Jane Austen House Museum, both well worth visiting on your next jaunt to Hampshire. The picture to the left is a portrait of Catherine Knatchbull Knight about the time of her marriage in 1779.Jane’s suspicion that the novel would not be available even in June was prescient.
Sense and Sensibility was finally published 30 October, 1811.
Yesterday, I had just come in from a few sweaty hours out in the garden to find a new post on Margaret Evans Porter’s blog, Periodic Pearls, showing her latest snowfall photos – just after she’d done some spring planting. Here in Southwest Florida (otherwise known as “the Sauna”) it’s already reaching 90 during the day. My garden is glorious and blooming and I thought I’d share some of my own snaps with you. I do not do this to boast, but rather to showcase the garden before everything that blooms and flowers withers away in the Zone 10 heat. Honestly, it’s enough to make Lawrence of Arabia faint.
Yes, that’s English lavender, doing quite well . . . . so far. Mexican petunia’s grow against the fence. All of the rocks you see were unearthed by moi whilst planting. There’s no real soil here, just lots of sandy dirt and many, many rocks. Sigh.
A kind friend gave me two Frangipani’s two years ago. He cut branches from his trees and told me to just stick them in the ground and they’d grow. One is yellow, the other pink. The pink, above, has never flowered, but it’s gotten taller and has leaves. For a long time, both looked like nothing more than naked stalks stuck in the ground. My husband and son called them my “phallic symbols.” However, she who laughs last laughs best – the yellow Frangipani has not only gotten taller, it’s flowering.