Storm in English Channel, Europe cut off!

Injured passengers had to be airlifted to safety off a ferry after it became stranded in ferocious seas on its way from Portsmouth to Bilbao, witnesses said today. The MV Cap Finistere had tried to enter the port of Brest in Brittany, Northern France, but the waters were too rough. Instead, the captain was forced to ride out the storm as waves battered the vessel before finally being able to dock, nearly 36 hours after leaving the UK.article-2478164-1909C0AA00000578-217_964x623-648x418 The drama came as nearly 1,000 passengers were left stranded in the English Channel for 16 hours on board another ferry because it was considered too dangerous to enter Dover harbourHundreds of passengers stranded at sea for 16 hours as storms batter ferries in ferocious seas in the English Channel (Top wind registered at 105 miles per hour)article-2081141-0F53CCBA00000578-165_634x374Severe storm in the English Channel, European continent cut off… ‘Heh-Heh,’ you have to be English to understand the wit behind the statement!             Yours Aye.

Let there be light!

article-2474800-18D7D62300000578-695_964x641article-2474800-18D7969A00000578-39_964x640The Industrial town of Rjukan that sits deep in a Norwegian valley receives no sunshine between September and March of each year; until now! Three giant mirrors or ‘heliostats’ have been set up on the mountainside, where they track the path of the sun and beam light onto the town square. The idea was first suggested 100 years ago, but a cable car was built instead taking the townsfolk to the top of the mountains to bask in the sun.

There are quite a few towns around Norway, as well as Scandinavia that remain sun-less between Autumn to Spring. Each town celebrates its own type of Sun-festivel when the first beams hit the town marking the start of summer; people tend to go ‘light’ crazy on such occasions making the Sun-festival’s a popular venue for visitors.  And here I sit typing this with the sun blazing through my window, having just returned from a wandering field patrol wearing jeans and a T shirt.  We do tend to take life for granted sometimes…     Yours Aye

Death of a Princess…

A former SAS sniper who claims the SAS were involved in a plot to kill Princess Diana has reportedly fled to Thailand in fear for his life.  The anonymous soldier is said to be laying low in south-east Asia as police investigators probe claims that members of the Military helped cause the car crash that killed Diana in 1997. It has been claimed that special forces agents shone a powerful light into the eyes of Diana’s driver, which led to him losing control of the car and hitting a pillar in a tunnel in Paris.          The rest is history…article-0-1B696E09000005DC-509_306x423

The sniper – known only as Soldier ‘N’ made the claims to police investigators, leading to the inquiry into the Princess’s death being reopened. But he fled the country before Scotland Yard could properly examine the evidence, which was handed over by the Royal Military Police. Previous reports had placed Soldier N in an ex-Patriott community in Dubai, but an anonymous military source had claimed it would be a hostile – and expensive – environment for him. The source said: ‘He will not be welcome in the Middle East as there is a large community of former SAS personnel who use Dubai and other locations as a base for their work. He who dares nothing, need hope for nothing, but he who dares wins.

What you don’t know doesn’t hurt you, but when you find out you have been lied to, then standby to face the consequences. Only time will tell whether the life of ex SAS soldier ‘N’ is at risk.                                    Yours Aye.

Bright light & the Tar Heel State

Amazing as it may seem, but in January 1961 over North Carolina ‘one simple, dynamo technology, low-voltage switch; stood between Goldsboro, the United States, and a major catastrophe!’ When the Pentagon almost nuked North Carolina at the height of the Cold War, just three days after JFK’s inauguration. The ‘tar heel state’ had a lucky escape…article-2427835-1821670500000578-115_634x803Not one such incident, but several (as well as those whose information remains ‘off-limits’)!

*May 22nd, 1957: Kirtland Air Force Base, New Mexico: A cow was killed and residents of Albuquerque terrified when a B-36 aircraft transporting a nuclear bomb from Texas to New Mexico fell through the bomb bay doors from 1,700 feet and detonated, blasting a crater 12 feet deep and 25 feet across. Luckily the nuclear capsule had separated from the bomb and did not explode.

*February 5th, 1958: Savannah River, Georgia: A B-47 carrying a nuclear bomb collided midair with an F-86 jet during a training flight. The device was jettisoned and fell into the river and has never been located.

*March 14th, 1961: Yuba City, California: A crippled B-52 carrying a pair of nuclear bombs suffered a loss of pressure at 10,000 feet. The commander stayed aboard to pilot the plane away from Yuba City in California before ejecting at 4,000 feet. The plane crashed but nothing detonated and the bombs were recovered.

*January 17th, 1966: Palomares, Spain: A B-52 carrying four hydrogen bombs blew up during an airborne refuel. Both planes and seven of the 11 crew members died in the explosion and all of the nuclear devices fell to the ground. Two exploded on impact near to Palomares and contaminated one square mile with plutonium. Another was recovered from a riverbed and the other fell into the Mediterranean Sea. A local fisherman saw the bomb fall and claimed salvage rights of 1 percent of the nuclear weapons $2 billion value. The Air Force settled out of court. Shown below: The casings of two B28 nuclear bombs involved in the Palomares incident on display at the National Museum of Nuclear Science and History, in Albuquerque, New Mexico.800px-NAM---Palomares-bombsThe Soviet Union’s ‘mishaps’ far outweighed the rest of the world’s through their tally of ‘near misses’, ‘accidental activations’, as well as ‘storage miscalculations’, of which their audit trail remains ‘off-balance’ to this day.                        Yours Aye.

Harrumph…

Prior to leaving the Corps attending a meeting was a simple affair, either a salute was required, or a good firm handshake, in most cases both were required one after the other. Civvie street certainly has an eclectic mix all of its own; the clammy wet fish, the limp freemason, the double hander, the shake and hold; while they use their left hand to grab the elbow of the same arm (aka the Clinton stroke, which oozes insecurity). As used by others of an insecure nature!images-2

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Over the years I have always given a good firm handshake, never brutal in the way that pops the other persons knuckles and cartilage out of joint, though there are those of a certain stature who try to impress with a caveman grasp at an initial meeting. When offered such a hand vice grip of introduction they are saying ‘although I am smaller than you I make up for it with my hidden strength’ On receiving their message I tend to reply in kind with a compound force compressor that states ‘take this to the sick bay’! (I always leave a bit in reserve for the goodbye shake in case they haven’t learned from their initial lesson). 

Merkozy_2074411bNever, ever, under any circumstances do I partake in the French/Italian way of ‘meet-greet & peck on the cheek’ Under such circumstances my body language speaks in volumes, and fires a warning shot across the forw’d bow of the continental type as they approach. I’m bloody English, harrumph!           Yours Aye.

The European Union Circus…

To put you in the correct frame of mind, I would ask that you play the following link  before you read on. It is safe for home, as well as work;  Entry Of The Gladiators – Julius Fucik  article-0-1681B11B000005DC-866_306x423

The head clown of the European—> Union, Herman Van Rompuy’ has issued ‘orders’ to  muzzle auditors who have refused to sign off the E.U. bureaucrats’ accounts for the last 18 years, telling them to tone down criticism as it ‘erodes trust’. Who on earth trusts the European Union? 

Head Clown ‘Herman Van Rumpy-Pumpy’ president of the largest comedy Circus in Europe, throwing an imaginary dart at the general public to raise a laugh ;-)

In all honesty, how do they expect to be taken serious when they spout hogwash about their white wash…           ClownCarHerman Van Rumpy-Pumpy’s official car and his driver José Manuel Durão Barroso, not‘ parked anywhere near the banana republic of Brussels         Yours Aye.

Not for this Ex Bootneck

Yesterday when time within my home stood still for seven and a half hours, I pondered upon the thought of autonomous self-driving self-parking vehicles, as well as the nonsense being spouted by the ‘earth-is-doomed’ Green-lobby here in the UK & Europe. To me it simply makes no sense at all, why would anyone purchase a £28,000 vehicle, then give away the pleasure of driving it to a computer? Self-driving Mercedes-Benz unveiled article-0-0000D1E500000CB2-375_634x457
Technology made by man is easily defeated by man, placing such high tech into vehicles makes them vulnerable & easy targets for the ill disposed, including terrorist attacks. God forbid that a convoy of vehicles travelling  at 80-mph along a motor-way is electronically hijacked, and then wrecked on purpose (is that too Hollywood to imagine)? Rather than subscribe to such technologyI would more willingly commute by double-decker bus, and for those who know me, that is far too hard to imagine!  Yours non-autonomously Aye.             DSC_0323 

SOE ‘Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare’

Volunteers for British clandestine operations within WWII had many reasons for doing so. It was never for the extra money or the glamour of the work, the extra money was negligible, and there was very little glamour attached to the work; it article-0-1BB708DB000005DC-124_634x549was also too secretive to reveal outside of a very tight knit organisation. Most agents of the Special Operations Executive were square pegs in round holes as far as regular service life was concerned. Potential Agents joined for the love of their country, or to avenge a loved one or a family member. Christine Granville (her cover name, her true name was Krystyna Skarbek) was one such woman  Never-before-seen pictures of SOE agent whose extraordinary courage paved the way for the liberation of France  Christine Granville – the favourite spy of Winston Churchill – worked for years undermining the Nazi regime despite SOE agents having a short life expectancy in the field. As a specialist agent trained in sabotage and destruction, she operated in heavily occupied territory to fight for her country, and her Jewish mother who was killed in a Nazi concentration camp.hs9-612a-enlargeAs a young 14 year old, I read the original true story of a different SOE agent; ‘Carve Her Name With Pride’ by R. J. Minney [published 1956] that tells the amazing story of Violette Szabo, a young woman who joined Britain’s SOE after her French husband was killed in the battle of El Alamein. On her second mission in France, she was caught by the Nazis, tortured, and sent to the women’s concentration camp in Ravensbrück, where she was eventually shot. Her four-year-old daughter, Tania, collected her mother’s posthumous George Cross from the wartime King, King George VI in 1946. Carve_her_name_with_pride_2

The Life That I Have is all that I have, and the life that I have is yours. The love that I have of the life that I have is yours and yours and yours. A sleep I shall have, a rest I shall have, yet death will be but a pause. For the peace of my years in the long green grass will be yours and yours and yours

We will never see their like again. I still have the book, which is typically written in the ‘ever-so-matter-of-fact’ sort of way that you would expect from the 50′s; still a great read.                          Yours Aye.

Beware Dog. Beware Gran.

As a young lad, I always knew when the Gypsies were back around the town; there would be two dozen hand carved wooden pegs on the kitchen table, as well as a sprig of ‘lucky heather’. My Mother would be too afraid not to buy from the old gypsy women, who knocked at the door hawking their home made hand picked wares, afeared of the curse they cast as they cackled and spluttered in their unintelligible tongue, before spitting on the doorstep. The same wares would end up in the bin before my Father arrived home from work, not for his eyes the sight of Mothers superstition and weakness…  images-2

Quite often the Gypsies would leave their chalk markings on the wall or pavement outside of a home they had visited, each marking represented their findings from within. Obviously our house was left with three parallel lines outside of it. 

Once I had mastered the chalk markings and understood their meanings, I would display the double horizontal lines over a single vertical line ‘gypsies not liked’! Then I would run to my Gran’s home, in the hope I could catch them knocking at her door, only to receive a refusal to buy, a cackle and curse in her face with a solid spit on her doorstep would definitely get a good right hander back, either on the chin, or the nose. The Irish way, good old Gran, bless her cotton socks!article-2412127-1BA21509000005DC-765_636x382

The Da Pinci Code: Burglars use chalk markings on walls of homes to help other criminals target the rich and vulnerable How times have changed, the good old fashioned gypsies have now been replaced by the Irish traveller, as well as the Roma Gypsies, who no longer knock at the door. They simply kick it in or smash a window, dependent upon the markings left outside of the property.            Yours Aye.

Until the earth stands still

Those responsible for atrocities committed through WWII, through to modern day, should be hunted down and dealt with accordingly. I do not have one ounce of pity or sympathy for Dutch born, 92-year-old Siert Bruins, a former SS officer who now lives in Germany.article-0-1B9491CB000005DC-51_634x428Former SS officer goes on trial in Germany for shooting resistance fighter in the back 70 years ago This should act as a lesson for todays Dictators and despots.   Yours Aye.

The Increment…

Princess Diana; the SAS/SBS/SIS Increment murder claim, and why it may not be as mad as you think: 16 years on, the conspiracy theories won’t go away, possibly with just cause. House of Commons – Foreign Affairs – Written Evidence speaks volumes31A_DIANA SAS.jpgThe investigation into the death of Princess Diana has been reopened by Scotland Yard. When the news broke three days ago, it was splashed across the UK’s news papers as well as main stream TV. Then, there it was… gone! I purposely waited 72 hours to see what the reaction would be by the media, and certain media networks. The story line would either be nipped in the bud, or it would create such a furore that political figures would become involved, as the re-emerging story would open other ‘old’ controversial wounds. Perhaps a D notice has been slapped down within the system? Stranger things have happened within the murky mixture of Royalty and Politics…            Yours Aye.

Erna Solberg and Siv Jensen

Erna Solberg and Siv JensenI keep an eye on Scandinavian politics, not that I could explain them in any detail. This paragraph on Norway does give me cause for optimism:

Siv Jensen is taking a different approach. An unapologetic admirer of Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher, she has appeared frequently at gatherings of U.S. conservatives such as CPAC to champion individual liberty. “We are rooted in Norwegian values and believe the best way to improve them is to create more opportunity,” she told me last year during a visit to the U.S. Her party has slipped in support since 2011, when it was (largely unfairly) linked to an insane gunman’s attack on Norwegian schoolchildren in which 77 people died. But it is still likely to enter a conservative government led by Erna Solberg’s Conservatives, with Jensen a possible finance minister. It would be the first time Norway’s own variant on the Tea Party would ever have been part of a government.

Very interesting. I wish both lady politicians well. . .

A safe pair of hands

War in Europe has only ever been a minimum 20 miles away from The UK’s closest shoreline in South Kent, a hop, skip, and a jump, across the English Channel to the West coastline of Belgium. Winston Churchill and George VIFrom where the fighting spirit of Dunkirk still holds strong in our hearts. King George VI the ruling Monarch, and Prime Minister Winston Churchill. Great Britain’s safe set of hands throughout the ensuing Second World War. 

What if? What if there was a Third World war, where the nuclear button had been pressed in the 80′s. It may be hard for some to remember the Soviet Union and it’s empire, but NATO’s Armed Forces trained hard for such an eventuality. What the Queen would have said to the nation on the eve of WW3 – ‘Our brave country must again prepare itself to survive against great odds’  DownloadedFileThe United States had its safe pair of hands in President Ronald Reagan, who described the Soviets as the ‘evil empire’. Great Britain was also fortunate, as we also had a safe set of hands, in Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, and Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher. 

A President, as well as a Prime Minister, who I wish to God we still had in service today.            Yours Aye.

Tony B’liar, & Pan Am Flight 103

On Wednesday evening 21st December 1988 I was on the first day of three weeks Christmas leave, staying at my parents home in the North East of England. As I sat reading a book in my old bedroom, my father called me downstairs, the terrible news of Pan Am Flight 103 was being ‘news flashed’ on the TV. The shock of it was breath taking, it became more so shortly after, when various news teams arrived, and put out a live feed of the disaster as it unfolded around the small Scottish Border town of Lockerbie. We all hoped and prayed that the disaster before us had been created through a terrible air accident, and not a terrorist attack. Those hopes and prayers were not answered that night.article-2380333-0DF4694300000578-250_634x458 Lockerbie bomber ‘was released by Britain because of £400million arms deal with Libya’

At the time, Scotsmen ‘Tony B’liar’ was the British Prime Minister, Gordon Brown his Chancellor, they had been in office for almost a year when the terrorist attack happened. B’liars outrage, and no ‘stone left unturned’ speech rankled, as he was quite obviously leaving a lot of stones unturned through his dealings with Irish terrorists, Terrorism International, and the atrocities they were committing. Safe to say the British Armed Forces did not have faith in the fat cat champagne socialists Tony B’Liar, Gordon Brown and their governing Labour Party. We now know those feelings were truly justified, and more so. Tony Blair: He’s taken millions from dictatorsp616407-Lockerbie_Scotland-Lockerbie_Memorial

Over the years a few good friends and I (all Royal Marines) have passed through Lockerbie several times or more, as we made our way to Glasgow, it was some times a leg stretch stop. It is now an act of remembrance to do so. Something two certain Scotsmen and their beloved Socialist Party should hang their heads in shame over. Blood money, all £400 Million Sterling.                      Yours Aye.

To ponder the ponderous

Earlier this morning at breakfast I read an article about light, which at the time fascinated me to the extent that afterwards I called ‘N’, a friend who is a Scientific Academic genius within his own right. As we spoke I could hear his keyboard tapping as he retrieved an article, which detailed in layman’s terms the benefits of using light to transport data or technology, of which was duly explained. Such information is only of benefit if the light can be stopped and stored. If this was possible then the information contained within a large city library could be transported within a nanosecond, and stored elsewhere within a system as small and as short as a single strand of hair, ready for retrieval when required. Such stored light could even be used in darkness, as the beam would create its own energy path when released.article-2380028-1B050CF3000005DC-131_634x610

Light is the fastest thing in the known universe and travels at 300 million meters per second, three days ago it was stopped dead still inside a crystal. This effectively creates light memory, where images being carried by the light is stored in crystals. Beyond being utterly cool, this breakthrough could lead to the creation of long-range quantum networks — and perhaps, tantalizingly, this research might also give us some clues on accelerating light beyond the universal speed limit. Scientists stop light completely for a MINUTE.images

In other words, man has discovered some thing revolutionary that will change the course of science, which will one day revolutionise our lives (or destroy us through the advent of hand-held laser pulse weapons)?

We finished our chat on a high, and left each other with the feeling that this would be of enormous benefit to mankind (if used correctly)? I put the kettle on and warmed up the tea-pot, as is my way when I need to ponder about the ponderous!                                                          Yours, Aye-Aye Captain!