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Henry ‘Chips’ Channon: The Diaries (Vol. 1), 1918-38, entry for 5th January 1923
Friday 5th January — Firle¹
The evening papers announced Elizabeth Lyon’s² engagement to the Prince of Wales, so we all bowed and bobbed and teased her, calling her ‘ma’am’. I am not sure that she enjoyed [it]. It couldn’t be true. How delighted everyone would be! But she has something on her mind …. This evening we motored to Lewes for the South Downs ball and I danced many times with Elizabeth; she is more  gentle, lovely and exquisite than any woman alive. I thought her unhappy and affectionate and distraite. I longed to tell her I would die for her, although I am not in love with her. Poor Gage³ is desperately fond of her … in vain. He is too heavy, too Tudor, and squirearch[ic]al for so rare and patrician a creature.
1.  Firle Place, the seat of the Gage family in East Sussex, where Channon was staying with Lord Gage (vide infra).
2.  Lady Elizabeth Angela Marguerite Bowes-Lyon (1900–2002), daughter of the 14th and 1st Earl of Strathmore and Kinghorne, was not engaged to the Prince of Wales. She would be engaged to, and would marry, Prince Albert, Duke of York, who in 1936 would become King George VI on the abdication of his brother, King Edward VIII; and she would become Queen Consort.
3.  Henry Rainald ‘George’ Gage (1895–1982) had succeeded his father as 6th Viscount Gage in 1912. He had fought in the Coldstream Guards during the war, reaching the rank of captain, and would become an active peer for the Conservative Party, and a courtier.
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“My only interest for many years has been that this unique establishment for which my family have foregone many luxuries and comforts over seven generations should now be dedicated to the enjoyment of all those who may come here and see a part of our national heritage preserved for all foreseeable time” Philip Yorke III.
First return to Erddig since May 2017 (2,4 from last Monday, the rest from May 2017 apart from 10, by Thomas Pennant in 1778).
Erddig was started in 1683, built for London lawyer turned High Sherriff of Denbighshire Joshua Edisbury; though he went bankrupt, we have him to thank for the vast sume he spent and his struggle has ended up doing a great deal of good.
In 1714 it was sold to another lawyer, John Meller, who brought in his own servants from London to avoid having any Welsh speakers in his household! (Though their descendents became Celtified, and it soon came to be the majority of Erddig workers were Welsh, this early experience perhaps helped make Erddig the self-contained and self-reliant place it is now).
Meller died in 1733 and left to his nephew , Simon Yorke I, whose dynasty held the estate for centuries (confusingly, most men born to the dynasty were called Simon or Philip, hence the use of numbers to distinguish them all).
The Yorkes were gentry but not aristocrats, and given the self-contained nature of this world, were close to and showed great respect for their workers, who in turn showed their employers the respect they commanded; this is still a workplace, and these are the garden and the stables and kitchen.
The squirearchical world couldn’t last forever and the last squire, Philip III, was obliged to give the house and estate to the National Trust in 1973, and they restored it and have run it admirably since its reopening by Prince Charles in 1977. Philip III continued to live here and worked as a room guide before his untimely death in a cycling accident in 1978.
As I say, Erddig is still a place where hard work pays for the running of the estate, and the kitchen garden produces a great harvest; when I was there, apples were being harvested, producing fine eating and cider-drinking fruits (hic). In its undemonstrative way (as we’ll see when we go inside) it is staying true to what the Yorkes have always sought to do, serving the town (though you might not think so, this house and garden are within a town of 90,000) and the wider world.
“Where fragrance, peace and beauty reign, Farewell, but welcome here again” Philip Yorke II.
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After all there could be no such great difficulty for a young married couple to live on £800 a year, with a house and garden of their own. There would be no carriage and no man servant till,—till old Mr. Maule was dead. The suggestion as to the ultimate and desirable haven was wrapped up in ambiguous words. "The property must be yours some day," suggested Lady Chiltern. "If I outlive my father." "We take that for granted; and then, you know—" So Lady Chiltern went on, dilating upon a future state of squirearchal bliss and rural independence. Adelaide was enthusiastic; but Gerard Maule,—after he had assented to the abandonment of his hunting, much as a man assents to being hung when the antecedents of his life have put any option in the matter out of his power,—had sat silent and almost moody while the joys of his coming life were described to him.
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JAN MOIR: Is Mel B the right kind of champion for abused women?
Mel B, pictured outside 10 Downing Street, apparently talked to the PM’s team about helping abused women 
Excuse me. Is that former Spice Girl Mel B posing in front of No 10 as the new champion of abused women?
Apparently, this week she ‘talked’ to the Prime Minister’s team about how the Government could be doing more to help women who are trapped in abusive relationships and cannot afford to leave.
In reality, it seems, she handed in a petition on behalf of Women’s Aid and made sure to have lots of photographs taken, including one with the ghost writer of her memoir.
One cannot be too churlish. Well done to Melanie Brown for supporting such an important cause — it is certainly one of the better things she has done in her life. Yet it does have the occasional self-serving, even ridiculous, element.
I mean, what does Mel B — and her sordid, extravagant and wasteful existence — have in common with ordinary women who are poor and abused?
She has claimed that ex-husband Stephen Belafonte controlled her money, beat her up and forced her into making sex tapes and having threesomes during their ten-year marriage. Yet several involved witnesses claimed that she was an enthusiastic participant in the sex games. She was no slouch at spending money either — and why not? She had earned it, after all.
Certainly, Belafonte has a history of violence against women and is such a ghastly character he might as well have ‘BAD LOT’ tattooed across his forehead. But can she really blame her marriage collapse entirely on him?
The divorce that ensued lasted more than eight bitter months, as both sides battled over her £40 million fortune.
In the end, as the principal earner, she was furious about having to pay his legal bills plus £12,000 a month for three years as part of the settlement. Yet if a husband had to pay such sums to a wife, no one would have batted an eyelid. In fact, it would be seen as a feminist triumph.
Mel B said that, at her lowest point, she ‘had no money to buy Christmas presents, so I had help from my best friend who bought all the Christmas dinner for me and bought all the kids’ presents and stuff’.
When you think of those women who are truly trapped in abusive relationships, who really don’t have money or rich friends to pitch in when times are tight, well, it is such humbug. After all, Mel B is about to go on a Spice Girls reunion tour and make millions. She’s not bunking up in a shelter with no money and no home to call her own.
Yet here she is propounding the ideology that women are the weaker sex and portraying herself as the hapless victim du jour. Not only is that hard to swallow, it also plugs in to the currently fashionable narrative that the mere fact of being female confers a kryptonite shield of innocence.
At a Women’s Aid fundraising event on Wednesday night, Mel B was photographed with David Challen. He is the son of Sally Challen, who was jailed in 2011 for murdering her husband, Richard, with a hammer.
David has been campaigning for his mother’s release for years, on the grounds that she was a victim of emotional abuse during the marriage.
Now that coercive control — a form of emotional abuse — is recognised as a crime, Sally Challen has won the right to a retrial. And Mel B has hitched herself to Challen’s cause, which means that Challen and other abused wives have her as a champion.
There was Mel at Downing Street, posing in her marvellous designer frock (left) — did I see a Chanel handbag peeking out? — with her lovely face reportedly altered by expensive procedures. No money to buy Christmas presents! How she has suffered!
The lure of celebrity and the accompanying coverage that it brings must be overwhelming for organisations such as Women’s Aid, but surely there are better patrons than Mel B?
Yes, she has much to be proud of, but I still see her as a girl-power fraud; a woman who always portrayed herself as independent, smart and tough — until it suited her not to. Is she the kind of role model they really want?
She will be writing messages on bananas next, mark my words.
The Prince of psycho-babble
Listen up people! Be braver, be stronger, be kind to each other — change your thoughts and change the world.
So says Prince Harry, who has taken a sudsy bath in eternal wisdom bubbles, been through the Meghan mangle and come out the other end spouting Californian yoga-speak and thinking that he is some kind of new age messiah. And we all know he is not the messiah, he is just a very naughty boy.
Until his laughable speech at the WE Movement this week, it had been difficult to gauge the true extent of his wife’s influence on Harry’s thinking, his drinking, his every royal blinking.
Certainly, he has lost weight and stopped smoking. He doesn’t drink much — or he doesn’t drink as much, but who could? There are rumours that he has even stopped shooting game, a formerly much loved pastime, because it upsets the missus.
Elsewhere, he wears open necked shirts and suede desert boots to official occasions and has gone all touchy feely, even though he often storms around looking strained and furious, as if an urgent trip to the bathroom is required.
Prince Harry is pictured at London’s Wembley Arena this week. He has lost weight and stopped smoking, does not drink as much and is rumoured to have stopped shooting game 
Most noticeable of all, he has eschewed the services of the canny royal speechwriters he has used to good effect over the years. This week he left behind the traditional and squirearchal for the full blast Markle, embracing the kind of pseudo-profoundo new age blather that goes down a storm in Malibu juice bars.
Oh lordy, how the scales have fallen from our eyes. Now we can see that dopey Harry was just an empty royal cipher all along, one into which Meghan has poured all her fresh-pressed, dreamweaver jabber — and he has swallowed it hook, line and sinker.
Values. Change-makers. Raindrops. Your true north. Jupiter aligned with Mars. Love will steer the stars. Please make it stop.
The result is awful to behold, like The Beatles going through their Maharishi phase. The question is, what next?
Will the Duke and Duchess of Sussex really raise their child gender free, make a pilgrimage to Burning Man, and move to a commune in Brighton? If Prince Harry really believed in all this nonsense, he would give up his titles, donate his fortune and — at the very least — insist that commoners did not bow or curtsey in his presence. Don’t hold your breath.
The thigh’s the limit, Cinders!
Hang on to your loin cloths and strategically positioned pot plants. One of the world’s greatest supermodels is posing a question about nudity.
‘At what age is being naked not beautiful any more?’ wonders Cindy Crawford (above), as she poses nude at the age of 53.
‘At what age is being naked not beautiful any more?’ wonders Cindy Crawford (pictured above), as she poses nude at the age of 53
To be honest, Cinders, I think for a great number of us in the civilian population the answer is somewhere around six months old.
Yet Cindy feels there is no sell-by date on her looks — and she is right. With the right flattering filter and a kind photographer, she could probably carry on until 86 at least. ‘If we take care of ourselves, why not?’ she says. 
Begum blame game goes on
The Shamima Begum blame game continues. The jihadi bride has said people should ‘have sympathy’ for her because basically nothing was her fault.
Then her lawyer, Tasnime Akunjee, blamed her bloodthirsty choices on a ‘litany of failures’ by Tower Hamlets Council, the Metropolitan Police and her school, Bethnal Green Academy.
He also said that it was ‘almost inconceivable’ that no agency had been investigated or held to account over the schoolgirl’s departure for Syria in 2015. Anyone else?
Shamima Begum is. pictured in a camp in Kurdish Syria. Her father, Ahmed Ali, has called for immigration authorities to be investigated for allowing his daughter to travel to Turkey
Yes. Apparently the Met Police’s counter-terrorism department’s ‘inadequate’ handling of her case was one of the key reasons she was ‘pushed’ to join her friend in Syria.
Now her father, Ahmed Ali, has joined in, calling for immigration authorities to be investigated for allowing his darling daughter to travel to Turkey on someone else’s passport in the first place.
What about his role? Couldn’t he and Shamima’s mother have done more to instil decent values in their daughter and teach her the difference between right and wrong? That is a question he doesn’t answer. Meanwhile, Shamima would still be in the caliphate raising warriors, had her side not been defeated.
Come fly with me, lipstick and mascara! 
Virgin Atlantic has said it is fine for female flight attendants to stop wearing cosmetics, and Air New Zealand is following suit. No doubt other airlines will do so, too.
Air travel is so dreary these days, an ungroomed female attendant pushing a breakfast trolley down the aisle would be no surprise. However, it would be a shame. If I want to see a pasty faced hag with wild hair in the morning, I’ll look in the mirror.
Virgin Atlantic has said it is fine for female flight attendants (stock photo) to stop wearing cosmetics, and Air New Zealand is following suit
No female flight attendant should be ‘forced’ to put on make-up and keep her hair tidy. But if you are face to face with the public as part of your job, shouldn’t you take a little care with your appearance?
Personally speaking, I just adore make-up. I don’t feel subservient wearing it, I feel empowered. In years to come they will have to prise my mascara wand out of my cold, dead hand.
That’s why I hate to see lipstick and blusher portrayed as something demeaning and even sinister. Don’t give up the warpaint sisters! It is our armour against the world.
Shallow to say drinking is a disease
In the hit film A Star Is Born, Ally (Lady Gaga) goes to visit the disgraced Jack (Bradley Cooper, pictured together in the film) after he has been in rehab for two months in a bid to cure his alcohol addiction.
‘It’s OK. It’s not your fault. It is a disease,’ she tells him in a moving scene.
However, that is simply not true. In fact, it is indeed shallow. Claiming that addiction is a disease is not only scientifically baseless, it hinders rather than helps many addicts because it undermines hope.
It makes them believe they do not have agency over their condition, that they are helpless in the face of a greater force.
Whereas they are the only ones who can help themselves. 
Bradley Cooper in A Star Is Born with Lady Gaga, whose character goes to visit Cooper’s disgraced Jack after he has been in rehab 
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