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Joy Parry
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"Some stranger, somewhere, still remembers you because you were kind to them when no one else was."
Lover of books, history, mythology, family history research, music & films. Mother of adult children - and a dog.
#MythologyMonday
Overthrown by the dark arts of Tezcatlipoca, "Feathered Serpent" Quetzalcóatl departed over the eastern horizon on a raft of serpents. The Aztecs believed his return - in human form and with a beard - would free his people from oppression and usher in a golden age ...
🎨Gilbert James
November 10, 2025 at 10:21 AM
#MythologyMonday
On completion of the hunt, one of Arthur's knights "shaved off Ysbaddaden’s beard, flesh and skin to the bone, and both ears completely" before the giant is [at his own request] beheaded, Olwen then marries Culhwch ...
🎨Earnest Wallcousins
November 10, 2025 at 7:40 AM
What a joke - many of us no longer consider the US an ally, and compared to the US press the BBC is an absolute beacon of impartiality and truthful reporting! Mind your own business, Trump - we see you for what you are; a narcissistic, misogynistic, bullying control-freak!!
It’s easy to see why Trump wants to destroy the world’s number one news source. We can’t let him.

The BBC belongs to all of us here in the UK.

The Prime Minister and leaders from across the political spectrum should be united in telling Trump to keep his hands off it.
November 9, 2025 at 10:35 PM
#ShakespeareSunday

"Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?"

Romeo and Juliet
🎨James R Eads
November 9, 2025 at 7:39 PM
#ShakespeareSunday

"No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell ..."

Sonnet 71
November 9, 2025 at 7:13 PM
#ShakespeareSunday

" [we] whom three hours since
Were wracked upon this shore, where I have lost -
How sharp the point of this remembrance is! -
My dear son Ferdinand."

"I am woe for 't, sir."

"Irreparable is the loss, and patience
Says it is past her cure."

The Tempest
📷@the-rsc.bsky.social
November 9, 2025 at 4:38 PM
#ShakespeareSunday
"I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers
Could not with all their quantity of love
Make up my sum."

Hamlet
#ShakespeareSunday

"Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,
And therefore I forbid my tears ..."

Hamlet
🎨Arta Raituma
November 9, 2025 at 10:28 AM
"Peace comes with a rather large bill, captain."

Terry Pratchett - Thud!

#Remembrance #LestWeForget 😢
November 9, 2025 at 8:03 AM
"... Red fangs have torn his face,
God's blood is shed:
He mourns from his lone place
His children dead.

O ancient crimson curse!
Corrode, consume;
Give back this universe
Its pristine bloom."

Isaac Rosenberg - On Receiving News of War
[died 1918]
#Remembrance #LestWeForget
November 8, 2025 at 9:52 PM
#BookWormSat

"We got to Pegu and were all lined up ready to go in and the word came that the war in Europe was over. And we shouted, 'What the bloody hell use is that to us? When's our was going to be over?'"

Julian Thompson - Forgotten Voices of Burma
🎨Jacqueline Hurley - Forgotten Army
November 8, 2025 at 7:15 PM
Reposted by Joy Parry
This weekend's #ShakespeareSunday theme: LOVE & LOSS
a field of red and yellow flowers with a white sky in the background
ALT: a field of red and yellow flowers with a white sky in the background
media.tenor.com
November 6, 2025 at 6:07 PM
#BookWormSat

"Standing as I do in the light of god and eternity, I realise that patriotism is not enough, I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anybody ... My conscience is clear. I die for god and for my country."

German Report on the Execution of Nurse Edith Cavell, 1915
November 8, 2025 at 6:12 PM
#BookWormSat

"... Thus violent deeds live after men upon the earth, and traces of war and bloodshed will survive in mournful shapes long after those who worked the desolation are but atoms of earth themselves."

Charles Dickens - The Old Curiosity Shop
📷Flanders Crosses [Great War 1914-18]
November 8, 2025 at 5:05 PM
#BookWormSat

"They could talk of nothing but officers; and Mr Bingley's large fortune, the mention of which gave animation to their mother, was worthless in their eyes when opposed to the regimentals of an ensign"

Jane Austen - Pride & Prejudice - the role of the army in peacetime
🎨William Hogarth
November 8, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Reposted by Joy Parry
Rainbow through the archway. This morning on Glastonbury Tor.
November 8, 2025 at 10:06 AM
#BookWormSat
"True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shalt adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not Honour more."

R Lovelace - To Lucasta, Going to the Wars
November 8, 2025 at 9:23 AM
"The harps to which we sang are hung
On willow boughs, and their refrain
Drowned by the anguish of the young
Whose blood is mingled with the rain."

Translation of Final Verse of Rhyfel [War] by Hedd Wyn - who died on the first the day of Battle of Passchendaele
#Remembrace
November 8, 2025 at 8:54 AM
“Even if it's not your fault, it's your responsibility.”

Terry Pratchett - A Hat Full of Sky

Politicians worldwide - Take Note! #BookChatWeekly
November 7, 2025 at 7:59 PM
#FolkyFriday
Quetzal bird feathers were particularly prized for headdresses by Mayan & Aztec priests - it was believed their vibrant red feathers were acquired after a quetzal bird landed on the chest of dying hero Tecún Umán, dipping its feathers in his blood.

🎨 WeltMuseum Vienna
November 7, 2025 at 5:46 PM
#FolkyFriday

"I saw there wading through rivers wild
Treacherous men and murderers too,
And workers of ill with the wives of men:
There Nidhogg sucked the blood of the slain ..."

The fate of the evil people in the Viking realm of Niflheim.

✍️The Völuspá
🎨IrenHorrors
November 7, 2025 at 12:13 PM
#FolkyFriday
For ceremonial purposes, Aztec priests painted their bodies with a black paint made from crushed scorpions & insects. They then provided blood sacrifices for the gods from their tongues, cheeks or genitals ...
🎨Codex Vaticanus
November 7, 2025 at 10:52 AM
Reposted by Joy Parry
‘No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; 
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs—
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.’~ Wilfred Owen
This #BookWormSat, join us to mark Remembrance Day with war and peace in literature.
November 7, 2025 at 6:15 AM
#WyrdWednesday #BookChatWeekly

"The soul will breathe hell-fire, and smoke and coal will seem to hang upon its burning lips, yea the face, eyes and ears will seem to be chimneys and vents for the flame ..."

John Bunyan
🎨Caorthannach - Fire-spitting Celtic entity & mother of demons.
November 5, 2025 at 9:42 PM
#WyrdWednesday
Telamon & Heracles journey across the Phlegraean Fields where [according to Greek writer Pindar] the hill "vomits fire" - most likely the area of volcanic activity around Naples - where they encounter and defeat the giant Alcyoneus.
🎨Pietro Fabris & Sir William Hamilton
November 5, 2025 at 9:29 PM
#WyrdWednesday
Descendants of one of those burnt at the stake in 1558, Thomas Carmen, from New Zealand and the USA - who knew nothing of one another's existence - coincidentally met each other in the Lollards Pit Pub while having a pint!
#MythologyMonday
Nonconformist "heretics" were taken over Bishop's Bridge [and outside of city boundaries] to be burned at the stake and then buried in the Lollards Pit - where a pub of that name now stands ... on one of the most haunted sites in Norwich.
🎨Miles Edmund Cotman & © British Museum
November 5, 2025 at 9:42 AM