Here's an interesting site of the Brus lot put together by schoolkids.http://www.debrustrail.org.uk/
De Brus Cenotaph.
This is a Renaissance gem possibly given as a gesture of reconciliation after the Battle of Flodden by Queen Margaret of Scotland, who was the sister of King Henry VIII of England, and wife of King James IV of Scotland - "The marriage of the Thistle and the Rose". It was originally located in the priory.
It would have originally been brightly coloured. On one side, are carved the knights of the Skelton/English de Brus family, originally in silver and blue and on the other side are the knights of the Annandale/Scottish Bruce family originally in red and gold. The Tudor rose would have been red and white; the Priory seal being decorated with a silver moon and golden sun. At the Dissolution of the Monasteries, the de Brus memorial (or Cenotaph) was taken into the church for safe keeping, but in the 18th century it was dismantled to be used in mock architectural ruins only to be re-assembled again at the beginning of the 20th century.
They were everywhere on both sides of the river before making a takeover bid for Scotland. Very enterprising chappies.
And here is the rusty lady and her works. Or lack of them.http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-22124996
That was Head Wrightson on the Stockton side of the river. It's now full of call centres and other dodgy dealers as well as students paying for edukashion.
Smiths Dock had several ships on the order books from Cuba. They had already bought some and specified Smiths Dock as the maker. Thatcher told them they could have them built dahn sarf. They went to Germany instead.http://www.gazettelive.co.uk/news/nosta ... d-12945705
The late Steve Race wrote in the Listener magazine a long time ago how she had told an academic who had been on a programme with her that regarding the working class she would 'sluice them away' if she ever got to power.
They were in a chauffeur driven car belonging to the BBC. When they got out of the car to go to the festive meal and drinks awaiting them Steve put his arms around her shoulders and said 'Surely you couldn't have meant what you said about the working class Margaret?' She looked daggers at him and then gasped. 'My god, the chauffeur.'
She had forgotten the old adage 'not in front of the servants'.
Still I had twenty years out of work where I discovered the joys of idleness. So it wasn't all wasted.
I wonder what the Brus lot would have made of this corner shop keeper's daughter?