#terry breverton

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Terry Breverton – İcatlar Ansiklopedisi (2024)

Wright Kardeşler’den önce kim uçtu? Plastik cerrahi nasıl icat edildi? Leonardo da Vinci ilk robotu tasarladı mı? İlk e-posta ne zaman gönderildi? Bira ilk nerede üretildi? Sıfırı kim icat etti? Balık kancasından fiber optiğe, piramitlerden posta pullarına ve baruttan GPS’e kadar, bu eklektik derleme, bugün hayatımızı şekillendiren deha anları hakkında daha fazla bilgi edinmek isteyen herkesi…

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Owain Glyndŵr - Terry Breverton

As I'm sure everyone can guess, I bought this book because I'd read The Raven Cycle, and wanted to know the actual story behind Glendower. I was fairly certain he wasn't buried under an old house in America to be discovered by a bunch of teenagers.

This book was...dry. The cover states that it is "accessible and highly readable", which is a lie on both counts.

The history is actually really interesting, but it could definitely have been presented better. There was an awful lot of to-and-fro-ing with dates, long half-page lists of names and towns and exactly how many archers each nobleman brought to a battle.

I can't count how many times we got a "more on this later", and not once did I think 'ah yes, we heard about this before'.

And dozens of excerpts from other works which were followed by the author repeating the exact same thing, so you read almost everything twice. And the excerpts were usually more interesting.

But please allow me to share my absolute favourite line from the book:

"King Robert asked to be buried under a dunghill with the epitaph: 'Here lies the worst of Kings and the most miserable of men'."

King Robert sounds like a pathetic and very sexy wet cat of a man.

[foxandcatlibrary]

48th Book I Read in 2023

Title: Breverton's Phantasmagoria

Author: Terry Breverton

Notes: Really loved this book! Super interesting.

[outrowingss]

Regarding the 'weak' and 'laughable' qualities of Henry Tudor's claim, the history of English royal succession had long been a matter of much discussion on the Continent - 'the English kill their kings", as we shall find. There has been much nonsense written about the rights of royal inheritance in recent years from a modern, politically correct perspective. Henry's claim to the throne was as strong as that of anyone else who took it. That was how things worked centuries ago. Indeed, the most 'laughable' claim to the throne belongs to the present Hanover dynasty, whose first king, George I, was actually 58th in line but the first Protestant. Of course, in today's terms, Henry Tudor 'usurped' the throne from Richard III. However, Richard III's elder brother Edward IV had killed Henry VI and himself usurped' the crown. Richard III, in his time, had 'usurped' his nephews Edward V and Prince Richard, by calling them illegitimate and disposing of them. Henry IV had 'usurped' and killed Richard II. Any claim to the throne of England through the Danes and Germanic Saxons, to the Franco-Danish Normans, to the French Angevins and Plantagenets was nearly always disputed. There never was any solid lineal right of succession, and in contrast to the Hanoverian line, Henry VII had the first 'British’ blood of any king of England since the pagan Saxon invasions.

Owen Tudor: Founding Father of the Tudor Dynasty, Terry Breverton

[mygoodqueenbess]

"Paul Hentzner, a German visitor to England in 1598, described dinner for Queen Elizabeth at Greenwich Palace during his stay:

'But while she was still at prayers, we saw her table set out with the following solemnity: A gentleman entered the room bearing a rod, and along with him another who had a table-cloth, which, after they had both kneeled three times with the utmost veneration, he spread upon the table, and after kneeling again, they both retired. Then came two others, one with the rod again, the other with a salt-seller, a plate and bread; when they had kneeled, as the others had done, and placed what was brought upon the table, they too retired with the same ceremonies performed by the first. At last came an unmarried lady (we were told she was a countess) and along with her a married one, bearing a tasting-knife; the former was dressed in white silk, who, when she had prostrated herself three times in the most graceful manner, approached the table, and rubbed the plates with bread and salt, with as much awe, as if the queen had been present.'

When they had waited there a little while, the yeomen of the guards entered, bareheaded, clothed in scarlet, with a golden rose upon their backs, bringing in at each turn a course of twenty-four dishes, served in plate, most of it gilt; these dishes were received by a gentleman in the same order they were brought, and placed upon the table, while the lady-tester gave to each of the guard a mouthful to eat, of the particular dish he had brought for fear of any poison. During the time that this guard, which consists of the tallest and stoutest men that can be found in all England, being carefully selected for this service, were bringing dinner, twelve trumpets and two kettle-drums made the hall ring for half an hour together. At the end of all this ceremonial a number of unmarried ladies appeared, who, with particular solemnity, lifted the meat off the table, and conveyed it into the queen's inner and more private chamber, where, after she had chosen for herself, the rest goes to the ladies of the court. The queen dines and sups alone with very few attendants; and it is very seldom that any body, foreigner or native, is admitted at the time, and then only at the intercession of somebody in power.'"

From The Tudor Kitchen: What the Tudors Ate & Drank by Terry Breverton

[feuillesmortes]

On 24 March [1509], the king collapsed. Within a week, the Venetian ambassador to London recorded that [Henry VII] was 'utterly without hope of recovery'. On 31 March, Henry made a thirty-seven-page will (totalling 13,000 words), parts of which had been drawn up before. In it, he insisted that any subject who had been unfairly punished by illegal taxation, or fined unjustly by the government, should be repaid and he left enough money for 10,000 masses to be said for his soul in Purgatory. The king cancelled all existing fines owed to the Treasury lower than the sum of £15, and pardoned all minor criminals.

Terry Breverton, Henry VII: The Maligned Tudor King

[calmgrove]

A dead man's chest

A dead man’s chest

Bartholomew Roberts, known as Barti Ddu or Black Bart Welsh Pirates and Privateers by Terry Breverton. Gwasg Carreg Gwalch 2018. Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest, Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum… Who does not thrill to very mention of pirates? I do, for sure, and for all the usual reasons — the smell of open sea, the ship in full sail, the thrill of the chase, the bustle of action as other ships…

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Keelhaul from the book “Breverton's Nautical Curiosities” by Terry Breverton.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Brevertons-Nautical-Curiosities-Book-Sea/dp/1847247768

[jezabelofthenorth]

Now I’ve heard some mixed stuff on Terry Breverton (mostly problems with bias and editing) I’ve never read him so I can’t really add an opinion on that, however I do think, Breverton, being a Welsh author is interesting as it gives us a different perspective on these three men and where they grew up, Wales played a huge part in these men’s lives and it shouldn’t be forgotten where they are from, and the truth is where are lacking books on both Owen and Jasper.

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tag yourself i'm the glozel mystery

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Milunka Savić - World War I’s most decorated woman 

Milunka Savić (c.1890-1973) was born in Serbia. She took her brother’s place and enlisted in the army under the name Milun Savić during the Second Balkan War. During the Battle of Bregalnica, Milunka was leading her tenth charge at the head of a squad of men when she was wounded when an enemy grenade blew up at her feet. 

Her real identity was discovered and Milunka was brought to her commanding officer who offered her to join the nursing corps. Milunka refused. She told him that she wouldn’t accept a position that didn’t allow her to bear arms to defend her country. Her superior thus promoted her to junior sergeant and allowed her to stay in the infantry.

Milunka was thus openly fighting as a woman when the First World War began. She was part of a prestigious unit nicknamed “The Iron Regiment”. During the Battle of the Kolubara river (3-9 December 1914), she single-handedly assaulted an Austrian trench, hurling grenades, and subsequently captured 20 Austrian soldiers. Milunka excelled at throwing grenades at used them to destroy the enemy machine guns. Her performance was so impressive that she was later nicknamed “The Bomber of Kolubara”. Milunka later told the press that during her childhood in the countryside, she spent a lot of time herding sheep. She and her young comrades played at hitting different targets by throwing stones. This was how she acquired her skills. 

She went on to participate in several battles and fought alongside the French soldiers on the Macedonian front. In 1916, she single-handedly captured 23 Bulgarian soldiers. She was hospitalized at least 3 times and earned many awards for her performance in combat. Among the decorations Milunka received were the French Légion d’honneur, the Croix de guerre, the Cross of St. George, the Most Distinguished order of Saint Michael and Saint George and the Serbian Medal for Bravery.

(Milunka in uniform in 1917)

Milunka’s case wasn’t unique. A young woman from Belgrade named Sofija Jovanović served like her in the Second Balkan War and the First World War. Remarkably cultivated, Sofija attracted the attention of the foreign press and earned the nickname of “Serbian Joan of Arc”. She too received a number of Serbian medals for her merits.

(Sofija Jovanović)

Two school teachers named Jelena Šaulić and Ljubica Cakarevic also fought among the Serbian troops. A Slovenian woman, Antonija Javornik, was also part of the Serbian army, as was the British woman Flora Sandes .

(Jelena Šaulić)

(Antonija Javornik)

Milunka married after the war and gave birth to a daughter, but the union didn’t last long. She afterward adopted three other girls. Since she had never been to school, Milunka had to work as a cleaning lady, but faced the situation with courage and dignity. She managed to send all her daughters to school and helped thirty children, many of them from her natal village, to get a proper education as well. 

During the Second World War, Milunka still found a way to help her country. She notably hid antifascists in her home and nursed them, creating a kind of secret hospital. She died in Belgrade in 1973 and was buried with military honors. A street in Belgrade is named after her.

(Milunka in 1966)

References:

Breverton Terry, Breverton's First World War Curiosities

“La Serbie s'invite : entretien avec Slađana Zarić : Milunka Savić et les femmes de l'armée serbe pendant la Grande Guerre”

Larson Carmichael Jacqueline, Heard Amid the Guns, True Stories from the Western Front, 1914-1918

Toler Pamela D., Women warriors: an unexpected history 

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The death of a Tudor Prince & the death of the Camelot dream

On the 2nd of April 1502, Prince Arthur Tudor of Wales and Lord of Snowdonia died in his principality at Ludlow Castle. He was only fifteen years old.

This left his young wife, Spanish Princess, Catherine of Aragon, in a political limbo. Questions arose regarding the Princess' possible pregnancy, and later on her alleged purity. The latter would come to haunt her again when Henry VIII made his intentions to annul their union so he could marry Anne Boleyn, clear.

His death also meant the death of his father's ambitions. He had named Arthur after the legendary king who united all of Britain against the Saxons and as such, Henry VII, believed that his eldest son would be the one to bring a second Camelot to England. The Arthurian myth was a Welsh myth that was appropriated by the English and one that Henry VII, being half Welsh, felt a close link to.

When Henry VII crossed the narrow sea and landed in Wales, people began to associate him with old Welsh prophecies, and he used Welsh motifs, claiming to be the true descendant of King Arthur, Cadwalader, etc. Henry VII wasn't the first successful usurper to do this. Henry IV and Henry VII's later-father-in-law, Edward IV had also used this tactic; but being half-Welsh, made more Welshmen directly associate him with these legendary and historical figures. As a result, Cadwalader's banner of the red dragon, became Henry's main flag and part of his royal coat of arms.

Seeking to bring legitimacy to his dynasty, he moved his pregnant wife to Winchester Cathedral, where many believed Camelot once stood. On the 20th of September 1485, Elizabeth delivered a healthy baby boy who was named Arthur and was christened days later.

Arthur received a strict religious and Humanist education and communicated with his future wife in Latin. The two, dressed in matching colors of white and gold, were married at St Paul's Cathedral in November 1501. The ceremony was followed by a sumptuous banquet and weeks of jousts and other lavish spectacle before it was decided the Prince and Princess of Wales should move to Ludlow Castle.

Just what killed Prince Arthur?

No one knows for sure. Historians speculate it was testicular cancer or the sweating sickness, while others take a middle approach (like John Guy) and state that he wasn't the sickly youth he's often depicted as in fiction but given the era he lived in, it is highly possible that he died of some common ailment.

Henry VII and Elizabeth of York, were told of their son's death two days later on April 4. The person chosen for this task was the King's confessor.

Henry was completely devastated. Equally heartbroken, Elizabeth of York “did her best to comfort him as they took ‘the painful sorrow together’” writes Licence. And that “God had left him yet a fair prince, two fair princesses” and that they were still young and could have more children. Afterwards, she went to her chambers to cry, and just as she had done, he comforted her.

Recently, many historians have taken an interest on the Tudor King that never was and have written extensively onhim. Besides the sources I cite below, other notable mentions are by Sean Cunningham whose biography on Arthur Tudor has received a lot of good reviews, Terry Breverton and Debra Bayani's respective biographies on Arthur's paternal uncle, Jasper Tudor, and Amy Licence's latest biography on Catherine of Aragon.

Some fans go even further and ask 'what if?' How different England would be today if Arthur had lived and more importantly, unlike his brother, remained married to Catherine of Aragon?

Since there is not a lot know about him in comparison to his father and brother, and not a lot has been written about him in the past (that didn't have to do with his union to Catherine of Aragon) he remains an interesting figure. And let's face it, we all love a good mystery. Unfortunately, this also makes him the subject of wild speculations and conjectures, most of which have no basis in fact.

Arthur Tudor was laid to rest at Worcester Cathedral on the 25th of April, 1502. His title of Prince of Wales was passed on to his younger brother, Henry, formerly the Duke of York.

Sources:

1. Sister Queens: the noble and tragic lives of Katherine of Aragon and Juana I of Castile by Julia Fox

2. Six Wives, Queens of Henry VIII by David Starkey

3. Henry VII by SB Chrimes

4. Tudor by Leanda de Lisle

5. The Six Wives and the Many Mistresses of Henry VIII by Amy Licence

6. Children of Henry VIII by John Guy

Images: Prince Arthur Tudor, anonymous painter, c.1501. Prince Arthur Tudor on stained glass window at Great Malvern and the tomb of Prince Arthur Tudor in Worcester Cathedral.

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Quarterly Roundup April - June 2023

April

The Mysterious Affair at Styles - Agatha Christie ★★★★½

The Murder on the Links - Agatha Christie ★★★★☆

The Whispering Skull - Jonathan Stroud ★★★★★

The Hollow Boy - Jonathan Stroud ★★★★★

The Steps up the Chimney - William Corlett (re-read)

A Little Life - Hanya Yanagihara ★★★★★

Stories of Your Life and Others - Ted Chiang ★★☆☆☆

May

The Door in the Tree - William Corlett (re-read)

The Tunnel Behind the Waterfall - William Corlett (re-read)

The Bridge in the Clouds - William Corlett (re-read)

My Friend Anna - Rachel DeLoache Williams ★★★☆☆

Maurice - E.M. Forster ★★☆☆☆

This is How you Lose the Time War - Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone ★☆☆☆☆

The Foxhole Court - Nora Sakavic (re-read)

The Raven King - Nora Sakavic (re-read)

The King's Men - Nora Sakavic (re-read)

Captive Prince - C.S. Pacat ★★☆☆☆

Prince's Gambit - C.S. Pacat ★★★★☆

Julius Caesar - William Shakespeare ★★★★☆

The Song of Achilles - Madeline Miller (re-read)

Kings Rising - C.S. Pacat ★★★★★

June

Treasure Island - Robert Louis Stevenson ★★★★☆

Belladonna - Adalyn Grace ★★★★☆

Icebreaker - A.L. Graziadei ★★★☆☆

Bunny - Mona Awad ★★☆☆☆

I'm Glad My Mom Died - Jennette McCurdy ★★★☆☆

Howl's Moving Castle - Diana Wynne Jones ★★★★☆

The Summer Palace and Other Stories - C.S. Pacat ★★★☆☆

Owain Glyndŵr - Terry Breverton ★★☆☆☆

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We're half way through the year, and I'm very close to catching up to my yearly goal. I fell way behind in the first quarter, but I got so much read in May I made up for it!

I had a fair few five-star books this quarter, but I also had a lot of really low rated books as well.

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Which are, in your opinion, the best novels dealing with Owen Tudor & Catherine de Valois? Which ones would you recommend to a reader that is new to them? What about nonfic on this couple? Thanks xoxo

I'm really sorry to say this but none of them. @beardofkamenev is the Catherine expert so she might have more recs than I do, but...

My problem is that the novels about Catherine all tend to follow the same tropes and I could write a 6000-word essay on them or I could just show you this piechart I made:

The best of them is probably Rosemary Hawley Jarman's Crown in Candlelight, which does avoid some of the more annoying tropes (I mean, Owen kinda has a personality as "hot studly Welsh dude who rapes his wife"?) and gives some nuance to some of the villains of Catherine's life. But Jarman has a penchant for the grotesque and melodrama (@skeleton-richard noped out in the first section) plus "magic is Real and the Welsh are all magical good people". You also have to accept that Owen Tudor rapes Catherine violently and the narrative brushes it off and Catherine doesn't even have a reaction to her own rape.

I would definitely avoid: Joanna Hickson's The Agincourt Bride and The Tudor Bride (a simplistic, manipulative narrative about how Catherine is the best and most tragic woman around, very rapey), Anne O'Brien's The Forbidden Queen (claims she wants to rescue Catherine from the "dumb blonde" stereotype, writes her as being illiterate which is just flat out bizarre and wrong), Dedwydd Jones, The Lily and the Dragon (historical fantasy AU, extremely smutty in a dude-bro fantasy way and highly inaccurate).

As for non-fiction, Terry Breverton has a bio of Owen Tudor but I've been warned off it by @beardofkamenev. Mary McGrigor has a joint-biography of Catherine and her oldest sister, Isabelle de Valois, and that's a horrific mess of mistakes, typos, filler, misogyny and an author who gives the impression that she really wanted to write a bunch of historical romances (she basically follows the piechart but includes "James I of Scotland/Catherine = OTP") instead of a study on Catherine. I quite liked how Amy Licence wrote about Catherine in Red Roses: Blanche of Gaunt to Margaret Beaufort, though Licence isn't the best historian around, and the Oxford Dictionary of National Biography entry on Catherine is worth a read Hopefully @beardofkamenev will have more recs for you.

*EDIT: If you haven’t already read them, I  definitely rec @richmond-rex‘s two fics about Owen and Catherine, Caged Birds Still Sing and Heart Harder Than Stone. I also have one about them called The World Anew.

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Travis Louie’s “Curious Beasts” at KP Projects.

Currently on view Tuesdays through Saturdays, 12pm to 6pm at KP Projects in Los Angeles, California is artist Travis Louie’s solo exhibition, “Curious Beasts.”

Driven by a fascination and respect for animals and people from all walks of life, Louie finds inspiration in the imagination and the artistic process of externalizing characters into manifeted storytelling in painted form. Gothic writer Edgar Allen Poe described it as a way to destabilize the boundary between the internal working of the mind and reality. Contemporary British writer Terry Breverton’s describes it as ‘the art of creating supernatural illusions, the gathering of phantoms and fantasies.”

Strange creatures and mythical beasts appear in Louie’s paintings as dignified beings. Fancy Ogres transform from the dark roots of folklore and mythology into a dignified monsters dressed in lace cravats and top coats. As with past series of work, Louie plays with emotive expressions to make animals and creatures share greater attributes with their human counterparts. Tai Catfish masters the art of tranquility in his meditative stare and balanced gesture of mind body and soul; a dapperly dressed elephant gently walks his pet mouse amidst a delicate rose garden, and The ‘The Last Dust Bunny” becomes the personification of the stuff of magic and dreams. Although Louie’s aesthetic may affectionately borrow from the past, much of the inspiration for his thematic content is rooted within the present.

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[mygoodqueenbess]

"Nowadays we think of a banquet as a full meal, but when banquets became fashionable during the reign of Elizabeth I, the word applied only to a final concluding course of fruit, cakes, biscuits and sticky preserves all of which featured sugar in various degrees. The centrepiece of these sugar banquets would be a fabulous and decorative subtlety, often of marchpane, which was made from sugar, rosewater and almonds which, like sugar, had to be pounded of ground to a powder before use."

From The Tudor Kitchen: What the Tudors Ate & Drank by Terry Breverton