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The 17th of March marks the date of the death of St Patrick, the patron Saint of Ireland. St Patrick was actually born in Britain but, when he was 16, he was kidnapped and taken to Ireland as a slave. It was about the year 415 and there was no kids helpline or social media available to send out a cry for help.

So he planned and plotted and eventually managed to escape. Alas, Paddy was no Houdini and he was sent off to France where he was introduced to Christianity. 

He escaped again and managed to return to Ireland, which he now accepted as home. Converted to the Christian religion, he set about spreading the Word throughout Ireland.  Perhaps the most well-known legend of St. Patrick is that he explained the Holy Trinity (Father, Son and Holy Spirit) using the three leaves of a native Irish clover, the shamrock.

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Last week I told you about the evolution of pleasurable eating.
It’s a surprise to many just how well presented were the tables of the affluent. The amounts consumed at these sittings rivalled only our modern-day all-you-can-eat deals for a set price where those bereft of any sense of shame.
 
However, at the end of the seventeenth century the main meal, being dinner, was moved from its established noontime to the evening hours. 
 
The growing use of tea, coffee and chocolate gave the upper classes a new form of social entertainment. 
Snobs and social climbers sipped the new hot drinks and indulged in malicious gossip about their friends.

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In history, certain dates carry weighty significance, their very mention evoking a sense of foreboding or consequence. Among these, the Ides of March stands as a poignant reminder of the impulsive and unpredictable nature of fate and the tumultuous currents of human affairs.

Originating from ancient Roman traditions, the Ides marked the midpoint of the month in the Roman calendar, typically falling on the 15th day of March, May, July, and October, and the 13th day of other months. However, it is the Ides of March, particularly in the year 44 BC, that has become immortalised for its association with betrayal and political upheaval.

The most enduring event tied to the Ides of March is the assassination of Julius Caesar, one of the most influential figures in Roman history. On that fateful day, Caesar, adorned in the regal purple robe, entered the Theatre of Pompey, unaware of the conspiracy brewing against him. As he took his seat, a group of senators, led by Brutus and Cassius, struck him down, plunging Rome into chaos and altering the course of history.

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Some years ago I worked in a large private organisation that was engaged in facility management. It was a very happy workplace and we still have an annual get together like a bunch of old schoolboys.

There were about 40 of us in the management echelon and we did many trips into the Outback, then when Australia had been fully covered we did a trip down Route 66 in America and another one to Cuba.

We formed ourselves into a little organisation called The Drinking Man’s Travel Company.

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When good women get involved with good men, all manner of amazing things can happen.

In a partnership of equals, the possibility of one plus one equalling three or even four is not only possible, but it is also extremely likely. While standing alone, one person can only ever achieve the potential output of one. But, when coupled with someone of equal potential, the numbers can change dramatically. 

It is time to gather our resources and focus on the job at hand: to get back to OUR world where we worked together in unity and harness our strengths and pulled together as a team. Man, Woman, Black, White, it matters not. We are capable of incredible things if we work together as a united team. 

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It was March 7, 1965, in Selma, Alabama, during the civil rights movement in the United States. Civil rights activists demanded voting rights for African Americans.

The marchers were met with violence, tear gas, and police clubs, resulting in many injuries. The attack was televised and shocked the nation, leading to widespread outrage and increased support for the civil rights movement.

In response to the violence, Martin Luther King, Jr. and other civil rights leaders organized a second march, which took place on March 9 but was halted due to a court order. Finally, on March 21, 1965, the marchers, protected by federalized National Guard troops and FBI agents, successfully completed the march to Montgomery, with King delivering his famous speech "How Long, Not Long" at the state capitol.

The events of Bloody Sunday and the subsequent marches contributed to the passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965, which aimed to overcome legal barriers at the state and local levels that prevented African Americans from exercising their right to vote as guaranteed by the 15th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution. This article is about the man who left an indelible mark on American history - Martin Luther King. 

A timely article to remind us that racial division is wrong, no matter which direction it flows.  foreword by Monty

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In these dark days of misery, it is often pleasant to hear a story that has a happy ending. For me, such an event came to pass this morning.  No, I did not win the lottery. In fact, it would have been strange had I done so as I never take a ticket. No, my happy ending came because a lovely lady, very close to me and my family won a battle by following the wisdom of Sun Tzu. 

Sun Tzu was a Chinese military strategist, philosopher, and author of "The Art of War," an influential work on military strategy and tactics. Little is known about his life, and even the exact dates of his birth and death are uncertain, though he is believed to have lived during the Eastern Zhou period of ancient China, around the 6th century BC.

He wrote a book called " The Art of War. " 

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Last night, I watched a film about an American service dog whose mate had died. It was a hard slog to watch. Too much pain and suffering in one film. 

On the 13th of March each year, we mark World K9 Day. The day that the world is supposed to celebrate the gift of loyalty and dedication that our four-legged friends have given to our Military men and women.  Our canine friends have fought beside us and stood beside us and comforted us in times of trouble and we are increasingly, as a species, forgetting their dedication and love and consigning them into the same bin that we place our unborn children. 

We are reading more and more stories of heartbroken and dispirited Veterans who are taking their own lives. 

After so many decades of service to us, surely we should recognise the role these quiet companions play in a world post-war? Are dogs the answer to the real pandemic - that of Veteran suicides confronting our Nations?

It saddens me that this Worldwide day of tribute often passes without a mention on mainstream media. Let us ensure that does not happen this year.

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In last week's article I wrote about the English and their food as it existed through the ages. There are those, particularly the French, who scoff and snigger at the mere mention of English cuisine.
Boring, insipid and bland are only a few of the unkind adjectives levelled against English fare. Let's not forget that it was English food that fueled the British to defeat Napoleon.
However, that was in the past and anyone with working taste buds who has travelled around Britain usually talks about the delicious fare served in pubs and country inns, not to mention some of  the finer restaurants.
But, back in the middle ages the common folk, including the French, were no strangers to the gnawing pains of hunger.

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As our world becomes more corrupt, complicated and seemingly hopeless, we need to use our minds to seek hope from those who have proven, beyond shadow of doubt, that good can triumph.

I saw an image today that struck me as being quite profound. I called it " white privilege. " Perhaps it should have been pioneer spirit and that, is something that new " migrants"  seem to lack these days. 

It made me wonder how our countries have travelled so far from reality that we are now expected to believe in this myth that we are thinking ourselves superior?  

The countries that gave us birth were apparently founded on so called "white privilege". Our ancestors arrived in our nations with wealth of knowledge. That is true. The knowledge of hard earned skills and generations of hard learned lessons. 

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Heritage is something I care deeply about. A Manx flag flies proudly outside Redhead's home. My reluctance to spend money is seen everytime I open my purse and moths fly out. My Scottish gene is very strong, and my Manx gene is ever there, warning me about the moordie doo and the dangers of saying a word spelled R.A.T and knowing that such a thing would cause great discomfort in my genetic history. 

I have a New Zealand history, and I love the memories of a childhood spent wandering the hills and green paddocks of my beloved homeland. 

Yet I drink in the solitude of the Australian Outback and the heat and the rain and the sheer joy of being Australian. 

No, I am not Irish. Yet there is something in me that feels the beat of a heart that must come from my Manx heritage: that of an Irish jig or a lament well sung. 

In many of us, there is that seed of the Irish. That thing we cannot put our finger on. That wondrous joy of hearing a song and feeling unable to stop the tap of the foot and the song that springs suddenly into our hearts and our minds. 

It is like a tonic to the soul. 

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