The Sassenach's Escape Manual: A (Mostly) Impartial Guide to Scottish Identity & Independence [Kindle Edition]
So, you’re trying to explain to a Sassenach the issues around Scottish Independence and Devolution. Or you’re an
Englishman stuck in a pub in Glasgow faced by irate locals.
Will Scotland remain a member of the EU? What currency will you spend in Scottish shops? What will happen to cross border trade between England and Scotland? What if the Shetlands want to rejoin Norway? And just how will the Loch Ness Monster survive (if she exists)?
This wee tome gives the answers in a lively and easy to understand fashion while drawing on Scottish history and tradition. A joint venture between a Sassenach, seeking to understand, a Highlander keen to explain and a Glaswegian who sees both sides, this book explains in wry terms the issues confronting Scotland today.
The politicians and pundits are obsessed on the debate about where Scotland fits into the national jigsaw called the United Kingdom - and on Scotland’s place in the world. But far too often the debate is couched in jargon or assumes the reader knows the background to issues that can be complex, involved and demand specialist knowledge.
And if Scotland does vote for independence the reverberations will be felt not only across Britain, but also across the EU and the world. It is time people woke up to the potential problems, opportunities and pitfalls.
Get your Kindle version HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sassenachs-Escape-Manual-Impartial-Independence-ebook/dp/B00IQFF2J0/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1405510156&sr=1-2&keywords=lee+rotherham+guide
Wednesday, 16 July 2014
Tuesday, 15 July 2014
CHAPTER EIGHT – BEN JOINS SAM
CHAPTER EIGHT – BEN JOINS SAM
Sam’s mother, to his great relief, seemed pleased when he told her that evening. Then, as mothers do, she began to organise things ready for Ben. Sam had been afraid she really did not want him to have a dog, but she seemed happy enough even suggesting (to Sam’s delight) that Ben should sleep in his room.
“But, not on your bed. We’ll get him one of his own tomorrow morning. And you, Sam, will be responsible for feeding him and taking him for walks. And if he makes a mess – you will have to clear it up – even if you are in a wheelchair.”
Sam was almost too happy to hear what she was saying. He hardly noticed what he was eating for dinner or what was on the TV for thinking about bringing Ben home. He was up early next morning waiting for George to take him to the pet shop to buy everything Ben would need before going to fetch him from Canine Partners.
Being a Labrador, Ben ate his dinner as usual and had no trouble in falling asleep. Although his dreams were about Boris and his life in Russia, once he was awake, Ben began to think about his new life. Most important of all, Clive Baker had not told anyone his secret. Should he tell Sam? He really would have to, but suppose Sam told other people? What then?
It was all rather difficult, so Ben did what dogs are good at doing. He simply put it to the back of his mind and thought about breakfast instead. So much had happened since Boris had told him he had to come to England less than a month ago and despite his worries, Ben just hoped that after all his adventures life would settle down.
Whenever he did think about his journey, he thought most of all about the little old lady, Alice Hanson. It was she who had helped him when he had felt really alone and lost. It was odd, he often thought, but she was a bit like Boris. She had an air of authority about her and people did what she said.
Strangely enough, although Ben could not have known, the little old lady, Alice Hanson, had been thinking about him too. It was more than two weeks since she had found him – or perhaps since he had found her. She knew that Clive had picked up Ben from the police station in Exeter because she had ‘phoned to find out what had become of him, but as the days had gone by, she had been thinking more and more about Ben.
from "Ben's Story" by Norman Tebbit
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http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bens-Story-Norman-Tebbit/dp/1909698725/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404455768&sr=1-1&keywords=tebbit+ben%27s+story
Sam’s mother, to his great relief, seemed pleased when he told her that evening. Then, as mothers do, she began to organise things ready for Ben. Sam had been afraid she really did not want him to have a dog, but she seemed happy enough even suggesting (to Sam’s delight) that Ben should sleep in his room.
“But, not on your bed. We’ll get him one of his own tomorrow morning. And you, Sam, will be responsible for feeding him and taking him for walks. And if he makes a mess – you will have to clear it up – even if you are in a wheelchair.”
Sam was almost too happy to hear what she was saying. He hardly noticed what he was eating for dinner or what was on the TV for thinking about bringing Ben home. He was up early next morning waiting for George to take him to the pet shop to buy everything Ben would need before going to fetch him from Canine Partners.
Being a Labrador, Ben ate his dinner as usual and had no trouble in falling asleep. Although his dreams were about Boris and his life in Russia, once he was awake, Ben began to think about his new life. Most important of all, Clive Baker had not told anyone his secret. Should he tell Sam? He really would have to, but suppose Sam told other people? What then?
It was all rather difficult, so Ben did what dogs are good at doing. He simply put it to the back of his mind and thought about breakfast instead. So much had happened since Boris had told him he had to come to England less than a month ago and despite his worries, Ben just hoped that after all his adventures life would settle down.
Whenever he did think about his journey, he thought most of all about the little old lady, Alice Hanson. It was she who had helped him when he had felt really alone and lost. It was odd, he often thought, but she was a bit like Boris. She had an air of authority about her and people did what she said.
Strangely enough, although Ben could not have known, the little old lady, Alice Hanson, had been thinking about him too. It was more than two weeks since she had found him – or perhaps since he had found her. She knew that Clive had picked up Ben from the police station in Exeter because she had ‘phoned to find out what had become of him, but as the days had gone by, she had been thinking more and more about Ben.
from "Ben's Story" by Norman Tebbit
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bens-Story-Norman-Tebbit/dp/1909698725/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404455768&sr=1-1&keywords=tebbit+ben%27s+story
Monday, 14 July 2014
NEW BOOK - Titanic the Rescue Mission
NEW BOOK - Titanic the Rescue Mission
While the RMS Titanic was sinking more than a dozen ships were racing to the rescue. This is the story of the rescue mission, including the search for bodies that followed.
The story of the tragic sinking of RMS Titanic is well known, but less well known today are the frantic efforts made by more than a dozen ships to get to her to rescue her passengers and crew. Although the Cunard liner “Carpathia” was first on the scene, she was joined by three other ships within a couple of hours, and others were on their way.
We read about the Russian cook preparing vast gallons of vegetable soup for survivors, the rescue ship that nearly hit an iceberg itself and the confusion over the radio waves as messages were sent, lost or misinterpreted. Above all we read of the gallant efforts of hundreds of seamen desperate to obey the rules of the sea and go to the rescue.
Oliver Hayes has gone back to contemporary newspaper reports, personal letters and the official inquiries held on both sides of the Atlantic to research this book. The result is a meticulously researched volume detailing the exciting story of the rescue mission to save the Titanic.
The original painting “Carpathia to the Rescue” featured on the cover is available as a print signed by the artist.
CONTENTS
11pm
Midnight
1am
2am
3am
5am
7am
Following Days
The Search for Bodies
About the Author
Oliver Hayes is an experienced writer of history with a large number of books and magazine articles to his name. He previously worked in local newspapers, but is now concentrating on writing books.
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Titanic-Rescue-Mission-Oliver-Hayes/dp/1909698636/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1405327798&sr=1-1&keywords=titanic+bretwalda
While the RMS Titanic was sinking more than a dozen ships were racing to the rescue. This is the story of the rescue mission, including the search for bodies that followed.
The story of the tragic sinking of RMS Titanic is well known, but less well known today are the frantic efforts made by more than a dozen ships to get to her to rescue her passengers and crew. Although the Cunard liner “Carpathia” was first on the scene, she was joined by three other ships within a couple of hours, and others were on their way.
We read about the Russian cook preparing vast gallons of vegetable soup for survivors, the rescue ship that nearly hit an iceberg itself and the confusion over the radio waves as messages were sent, lost or misinterpreted. Above all we read of the gallant efforts of hundreds of seamen desperate to obey the rules of the sea and go to the rescue.
Oliver Hayes has gone back to contemporary newspaper reports, personal letters and the official inquiries held on both sides of the Atlantic to research this book. The result is a meticulously researched volume detailing the exciting story of the rescue mission to save the Titanic.
The original painting “Carpathia to the Rescue” featured on the cover is available as a print signed by the artist.
CONTENTS
11pm
Midnight
1am
2am
3am
5am
7am
Following Days
The Search for Bodies
About the Author
Oliver Hayes is an experienced writer of history with a large number of books and magazine articles to his name. He previously worked in local newspapers, but is now concentrating on writing books.
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Titanic-Rescue-Mission-Oliver-Hayes/dp/1909698636/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1405327798&sr=1-1&keywords=titanic+bretwalda
Thursday, 10 July 2014
Ben's Story by Norman Tebbit - CHAPTER FOURTEEN – THE 1812 OVERTURE DISC
CHAPTER FOURTEEN – THE 1812 OVERTURE DISC
That evening as Jack and Alice finished dinner, Alice put her hands flat on the table and said,
“Well, Jack. We’ve got a really interesting problem here. What do you think?”
“I suppose the first thought that came to my mind was why not hand over the whole thing to the police...?” said Jack.
“And why not?” interrupted Alice. “We don’t have to be involved do we?”
“No – but what evidence do we have?” Jack continued. “Let’s think what we do know. Sir John did behave oddly at the prizegiving. He is the boss of International Grain Transport & Trading. A car belonging to his firm followed Sam’s father’s car from London out to Brent Cross, and another followed it to somewhere past Watford. And we know that the second car was sold just after that to a dodgy dealer who said it caught fire and was a write-off. We can’t prove the smash wasn’t an accident. We can’t prove Sir John had anything to do with it – or with drug smuggling.”
“That’s a very good summary,” said Alice. “But either with the police or without them, I think we will have to set a trap for Sir John and let him drop himself right in it. There is no real rush. Sir John is not fool enough to do anything to the boy. He thinks he has got away with it. In the morning I’ll go home and perhaps I’ll call on poor Clive Baker again.”
“And why would you do that Alice?” asked Jack. “Just what is it about that dog that you need to discuss with Clive Baker?”
Alice smiled, yawned and said, “I think it’s time for my bed. Goodnight Jack – thank you for dinner,” as she got up and headed for the stairs.
An extract from Ben's Story by Norman Tebbit
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http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bens-Story-Norman-Tebbit/dp/1909698725/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404455768&sr=1-1&keywords=tebbit+ben%27s+story
That evening as Jack and Alice finished dinner, Alice put her hands flat on the table and said,
“Well, Jack. We’ve got a really interesting problem here. What do you think?”
“I suppose the first thought that came to my mind was why not hand over the whole thing to the police...?” said Jack.
“And why not?” interrupted Alice. “We don’t have to be involved do we?”
“No – but what evidence do we have?” Jack continued. “Let’s think what we do know. Sir John did behave oddly at the prizegiving. He is the boss of International Grain Transport & Trading. A car belonging to his firm followed Sam’s father’s car from London out to Brent Cross, and another followed it to somewhere past Watford. And we know that the second car was sold just after that to a dodgy dealer who said it caught fire and was a write-off. We can’t prove the smash wasn’t an accident. We can’t prove Sir John had anything to do with it – or with drug smuggling.”
“That’s a very good summary,” said Alice. “But either with the police or without them, I think we will have to set a trap for Sir John and let him drop himself right in it. There is no real rush. Sir John is not fool enough to do anything to the boy. He thinks he has got away with it. In the morning I’ll go home and perhaps I’ll call on poor Clive Baker again.”
“And why would you do that Alice?” asked Jack. “Just what is it about that dog that you need to discuss with Clive Baker?”
Alice smiled, yawned and said, “I think it’s time for my bed. Goodnight Jack – thank you for dinner,” as she got up and headed for the stairs.
An extract from Ben's Story by Norman Tebbit
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http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bens-Story-Norman-Tebbit/dp/1909698725/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404455768&sr=1-1&keywords=tebbit+ben%27s+story
Wednesday, 9 July 2014
REPRINT - The Sieges of Newark
REPRINT - The Sieges of Newark
Sales of our book on the Sieges of Newark in the English Civil War have been so high that we have had to reprint the book to keep up with demand.
A book dedicated to the four sieges of Newark during the English Civil War, the last of which marked the collapse of Royalist power in the Midlands.
In 1642 King Charles I summoned Newark to support him, which it did with men, money and munitions. The city and castle where thereafter a loyal bastion of Royalist support on the edge of Parliamentarian territory. A roundhead attackin 1643 was driven off, as was a desultory siege in 1644. In 1645 the Roundheads arrived in large numbers, with heavy cannon and great determination. The Royalist garrison fougth back with imagination and courage, turning this into a text book example of 17th century seigework. After seven months garrison surrendered, ending Royalist hopes in this area of England.
This book follows the standard pattern set by others in the Bretwalda Battles series. The reasons for and course of the war in question are outlined, then detailed analyses of weapons, tactics and strategies are given with particular reference to this battle. The course of the battleis then followed, with comment on what there is to see at the site today. Short biographies of the commanders are also given. The aftermath of the battle, its effects and importance to the progress of the war are then described.
Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1 The English Civil War
Chapter 2 Siege Warfare in the Civil War
Chapter 3 The First Sieges of Newark
Chapter 4 The Great Siege of Newark
Chapter 5 Aftermath
About the Author
Rupert Matthews has written over 180 books, mostly on history or military subjects for a wide variety of publishers. He has made a particular study of English battlefields, having walked across dozens of them, handled replica weapons and studied dozens of contemporary accounts.
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sieges-Newark-1643-Bretwalda-Battles/dp/1909099570/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404972702&sr=1-1&keywords=bretwalda+newark
Sales of our book on the Sieges of Newark in the English Civil War have been so high that we have had to reprint the book to keep up with demand.
A book dedicated to the four sieges of Newark during the English Civil War, the last of which marked the collapse of Royalist power in the Midlands.
In 1642 King Charles I summoned Newark to support him, which it did with men, money and munitions. The city and castle where thereafter a loyal bastion of Royalist support on the edge of Parliamentarian territory. A roundhead attackin 1643 was driven off, as was a desultory siege in 1644. In 1645 the Roundheads arrived in large numbers, with heavy cannon and great determination. The Royalist garrison fougth back with imagination and courage, turning this into a text book example of 17th century seigework. After seven months garrison surrendered, ending Royalist hopes in this area of England.
This book follows the standard pattern set by others in the Bretwalda Battles series. The reasons for and course of the war in question are outlined, then detailed analyses of weapons, tactics and strategies are given with particular reference to this battle. The course of the battleis then followed, with comment on what there is to see at the site today. Short biographies of the commanders are also given. The aftermath of the battle, its effects and importance to the progress of the war are then described.
Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1 The English Civil War
Chapter 2 Siege Warfare in the Civil War
Chapter 3 The First Sieges of Newark
Chapter 4 The Great Siege of Newark
Chapter 5 Aftermath
About the Author
Rupert Matthews has written over 180 books, mostly on history or military subjects for a wide variety of publishers. He has made a particular study of English battlefields, having walked across dozens of them, handled replica weapons and studied dozens of contemporary accounts.
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sieges-Newark-1643-Bretwalda-Battles/dp/1909099570/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404972702&sr=1-1&keywords=bretwalda+newark
Ben's Story - What to do Next?
Ben's Story - What to do Next?
Clive Baker was wide awake well before his alarm was due to sound at 6.30.
“God,” he thought as he woke. “What a weird dream that was about a talking dog.” And then he realised he hadn’t been dreaming. He swung out of bed, slipped on a dressing gown and went down to the kitchen to make tea as usual – half hoping that it had been a dream and that he wouldn’t find a dog down there. But he did.
Ben, still curled up by the big Aga cooker, opened an eye, but kept his head down waiting to see what would happen next. Clive, playing the same game, ignored the dog, filled the kettle, put a teacup, saucer and jug of milk on the tray and turned on the radio. Perhaps because they remain closer to their past thousands of years ago when they were hunters than man does to his hunting days, dogs are usually more patient than humans and Ben won the waiting game. Clive gave in and spoke first.
“Good morning Ben. Did you sleep well?”
Ben sighed. Humans did sometimes ask silly questions. Why on earth should a Labrador not sleep well? If there is nothing better to do, then a Labrador will simply close his eyes and take a nap.
“Yes thank you,” he replied politely. “But I would like to go out for a moment – and could I have some breakfast please?”
Clive opened the door and as Ben sniffed the air before strolling down the garden, he thought there is no doubt about it. Ben might be a very unusual Labrador, but he certainly was a Labrador. Clive found the dog food, poured some into a bowl and put it down beside the water bowl on the floor, then watched Ben exploring the garden, head down, tail up wagging confidently, sniffing around the plants.
A few minutes later whilst Clive was making his breakfast toast, a sharp bark told him that Ben was waiting to come in. In moments he hoovered up his breakfast and curled up under the table as Clive buttered his toast.
The waiting game continued. To anyone watching it would have looked like any well mannered dog at his master’s feet waiting to see what the day would bring. But this was different. Man and dog were both wondering just what would happen that day.
Eventually Clive pushed his plate away, finished his tea, got up and walked over to his fireside chair. Ben stayed put.
“Come on Ben,” he said at last. “We have to decide what happens next.”
An extract from "Ben's Story" by Norman Tebbit
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bens-Story-Norman-Tebbit/dp/1909698725/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404455768&sr=1-1&keywords=tebbit+ben%27s+story
Clive Baker was wide awake well before his alarm was due to sound at 6.30.
“God,” he thought as he woke. “What a weird dream that was about a talking dog.” And then he realised he hadn’t been dreaming. He swung out of bed, slipped on a dressing gown and went down to the kitchen to make tea as usual – half hoping that it had been a dream and that he wouldn’t find a dog down there. But he did.
Ben, still curled up by the big Aga cooker, opened an eye, but kept his head down waiting to see what would happen next. Clive, playing the same game, ignored the dog, filled the kettle, put a teacup, saucer and jug of milk on the tray and turned on the radio. Perhaps because they remain closer to their past thousands of years ago when they were hunters than man does to his hunting days, dogs are usually more patient than humans and Ben won the waiting game. Clive gave in and spoke first.
“Good morning Ben. Did you sleep well?”
Ben sighed. Humans did sometimes ask silly questions. Why on earth should a Labrador not sleep well? If there is nothing better to do, then a Labrador will simply close his eyes and take a nap.
“Yes thank you,” he replied politely. “But I would like to go out for a moment – and could I have some breakfast please?”
Clive opened the door and as Ben sniffed the air before strolling down the garden, he thought there is no doubt about it. Ben might be a very unusual Labrador, but he certainly was a Labrador. Clive found the dog food, poured some into a bowl and put it down beside the water bowl on the floor, then watched Ben exploring the garden, head down, tail up wagging confidently, sniffing around the plants.
A few minutes later whilst Clive was making his breakfast toast, a sharp bark told him that Ben was waiting to come in. In moments he hoovered up his breakfast and curled up under the table as Clive buttered his toast.
The waiting game continued. To anyone watching it would have looked like any well mannered dog at his master’s feet waiting to see what the day would bring. But this was different. Man and dog were both wondering just what would happen that day.
Eventually Clive pushed his plate away, finished his tea, got up and walked over to his fireside chair. Ben stayed put.
“Come on Ben,” he said at last. “We have to decide what happens next.”
An extract from "Ben's Story" by Norman Tebbit
Get your copy HERE
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bens-Story-Norman-Tebbit/dp/1909698725/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1404455768&sr=1-1&keywords=tebbit+ben%27s+story
Tuesday, 8 July 2014
Bretwalda Author blogpost - Don’t Blame Einstein!
Bretwalda author Andrew May has written a new blog post on inter stellar travel entitled "Don’t Blame Einstein!"
Read it HERE
http://mysteriousuniverse.org/2014/07/dont-blame-einstein/
Read it HERE
http://mysteriousuniverse.org/2014/07/dont-blame-einstein/
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