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  My mission to find Ebenezer Elliott's stone took me past this seemingly unremarkable bench high above The Rivelin Valley. Except - it wasn't unremarkable at all. It is a memorial bench, sited here in memory of Sheffield man Nigel Bruce Thompson. He was thirty three years old when he died. He was cruelly murdered by Islamic terrorists on the morning of September 11th, 2001. He worked for finance brokers Cantor Fitzgerald in New York City. This company occupied four floors of  The World Trade Center's North Tower. It lost 658 of its employees that fateful morning. 9/11 was not just an attack  on America. It was an attack on civilisation itself. The pain of what  happened rippled around the world, touching the lives of so many including the Thompson family in Sheffield. And what did those cowardly attacks achieve? What did the wicked terrorists hope they  might achieve? Looking back, it all seems even more pointless than it did at the time. Nigel Bruce T...

 The American was the descendent of Thomas Parry, the builder who rebuilt my cottage in the 1860s and the man responsible for the refurbishment of the old Church into its present state. Him and his wife had already photographed the Church and my cottage door over which is a inscription detailing the deed. Islwyn had already met them in the graveyard and had pointed them in my direction, being the “ unofficial historian of Trelawnyd” I suddenly remembered that I had a key to the Church. Now I know that the Church officially closed a while ago, but I thought I’d see if the locks had been changed . Surprisingly they hadn’t and I showed the American into the Church his ancestor built so long ago It was much more moving a moment that I expected  Unfortunately moments later, and out of nowhere the vicar turned up like Batman and gave us a brief lecture on health and safety and insurance and the like. He also told me the locks would be changed shortly. Of course I apol...

 I’m struggling with discipline To eat right To read my Bible With conviction And fervor  That I give my phone Please pray from R's rue https://ift.tt/cuhGtYa

 It’s still very dry here. Too dry for the garden flowers which have had a much needed water in order to keep their blooms . The alliums and aquilegia have filled the borders as usual and I’ve tried to use every container I have to showcase little bursts of colour about the cottage. An old cast iron piece of guttering is now a hanging basket or sorts with little yellow eschscholzia growing in it.  The sea pinks ( armeria martima) in an old French egg basket have bloomed again and the sweet peas have filled an old galvanised bucket by the garden arch ready to climb alongside the wisteria which had returned more robustly than it did last year. Even the Rosemary I squeezed into a burnt 1930s last autumn has held its own I’ve no real news today. My second covid swab was clear so I will be covering a sick colleagues’ shift on Sunday. The CBM is here today and tomorrow  The finishing touches are taking an age!  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/...