JUST GOOGLIN

JUST GOOGLIN’

One of the least attractive facets of the aging process is the inability to dredge up from one’s memory bank names that have been familiar for decades.  Whilst reading The Blonde’s exploits on her Harley Davison http://mytrialsoflifetoo.blogspot.com/
I wondered what she did with her long blonde hair whilst riding and wondered if she was running the risk of what happened to that dancer whose scarf caught in the wheels of her car – I like to think it was a Bugatti – and was killed as a result.  Whatsername!

After a frustrating day – MTL was having a senior moment also – I googled ‘scarf wheel car death’ and immediately got the answer.  Now I find that amazing.
Most of you will have guessed by now that it was the great Isadora Duncan
http://search.yahoo.com/search?ei=utf-8&fr=slv8-&p=isadora%20duncan.

Whilst writing the romantic episodes of Past Imperfect I have had a constant tune in my head.  We used to sing it in the school choir and I could only remember the first line

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange, one for the other giv'n.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a better bargain driv'n.
His heart in me keeps me and him in one,
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides;
He loves my heart, for once it was his own;
I cherish his, because in me it bides.
His heart his wound received from my sight:
My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;
For as from me, on him his hurt did light,
So still me thought in me his hurt did smart:
Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss:

It as written by Sir Philip Sidney 1554-1586

He was born in Penshurst Kent – where coincidentally my boys were brought up and was the godson of Philip of Spain.  He went to Shrewsbury School (where one of my best friend’s father was a master – rather later – and then went to Christ Church Oxford.  He left before taking a degree to travel round Europe as part of his education and became a courtier to Queen Elizabeth the First.  He wrote many sonnets.

In 1586 aged 32 he was wounded in the thigh bone during a skirmish with the Spanish and died of an infected wound.  Requiescat in pace
www.luminarium.org/renlit/sidbio.htm -
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SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 1554-1586

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