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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQHRHwzfyp7ImA9WxNWFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115</id><updated>2009-10-14T01:18:55.287-07:00</updated><title>Notes on a Medley</title><subtitle type="html">Notes on people, places and events mentioned in &lt;a href="http://www.vincentbrooks.blogspot.com"&gt;the autobiography of Frederick Vincent Brooks&lt;/a&gt;.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/NotesOnAMedley" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cNQnk5eip7ImA9WxJVFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-3843647278000842294</id><published>2009-07-01T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:44:53.722-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-01T13:44:53.722-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jersey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Samuel Buttfield" /><title>The Brooks' Journey to Jersey</title><summary>A week's holiday in the delightful Channel Island of Jersey recently allowed us to do some on-site family research. John and Elizabeth Brooks appear to have moved from London to Jersey during the 1830's. The reason for this move are far from clear. Was John's radical printing press getting him into hot water? Was it a commercial decision as John turned more to wholesale stationary? Or was it to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3843647278000842294/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=3843647278000842294" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3843647278000842294?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3843647278000842294?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/notes-made-from-elizabeth-brooks-diary.html" title="The Brooks' Journey to Jersey" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SkvAJJwI0MI/AAAAAAAABSY/HeNiS_h2Uo0/s72-c/Caledonia+Place.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EHR3w_eSp7ImA9WxJXGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-9057802947141663925</id><published>2009-06-12T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:20:36.241-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-12T14:20:36.241-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Castell" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mary Jane Elizabeth Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>What's my name?</title><summary>The extent of our author's mistaken belief regarding his own name has been discovered on obtaining a copy of his marriage certificate. In the autobiography he writes:"The records of the Parish Church, St. Ann’s, Soho, bear witness that a little later the label “Frederick Vincent” was attached to me in solemn form, and certain promises were made on my behalf in which Miss Castell, a girl friend of</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/9057802947141663925/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=9057802947141663925" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/9057802947141663925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/9057802947141663925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-my-name.html" title="What's my name?" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEDQX4_eyp7ImA9WxJXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-5732985740593755894</id><published>2009-06-04T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:47:50.043-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-05T11:47:50.043-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vincent Brooks Day and Son" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wilfred Vincent Brooks" /><title>Vincent Brooks, Day &amp; Son call it a day</title><summary>IN THE HIGH COURT OF JUSTICECHANCERY DIVISIONCOMPANIES COURTNO. 0062 OF 1940MR. JUSTICE SIMONDSIN THE MATTER OF VINCENT BROOKS, DAY &amp; SON, LIMITEDANDIN THE MATTER OF THE COMPANIES ACT, 1229SUMMARY OF THE STATEMENT OF AFFAIRSAs at 25th January, 1940, the date of the appointment of a receiver for the debenture holder Submitted by Wilfred Vincent Brooks, a director on the 4th day of March </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5732985740593755894/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=5732985740593755894" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/5732985740593755894?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/5732985740593755894?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2009/06/vincent-brooks-day-son-call-it-day.html" title="Vincent Brooks, Day &amp; Son call it a day" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQGQ3szeyp7ImA9WxVWF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-7909905586450115528</id><published>2009-02-27T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:25:22.583-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-27T12:25:22.583-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Richard Carlile" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Julian Hibbert" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Stagoll" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rev. Robert Taylor" /><title>Stagoll, Robinson and the Devil's Chaplain</title><summary>In the previous post we saw that Elizabeth Stagoll's marriage record was witnessed by Harriet Robinson. To strengthen our theory that this 1808 wedding of John Brooks and Elizabeth Stagoll is the one relating to our family tree we now turn to examine Miss Robinson. Our first reference to Harriet Robinson came from Elizabeth's copied diary entries:"Mrs Robinson was married to Mr Taylor Jan 17 1834</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7909905586450115528/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=7909905586450115528" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/7909905586450115528?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/7909905586450115528?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2009/02/stagoll-robinson-and-devils-chaplain.html" title="Stagoll, Robinson and the Devil's Chaplain" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/Sagx4AMI71I/AAAAAAAABRQ/c4fTYeDbmqg/s72-c/Robinson+%26+Taylor+marriage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08NRHs_eCp7ImA9WxVWF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-8207851242135593246</id><published>2009-02-23T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:18:15.540-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-27T12:18:15.540-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Steggall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Stagoll" /><title>Stagoll verses Steggall</title><summary>Frederick Vincent Brook's autobiography names his paternal grandmother as Elizabeth Steggall. Although we are fortunate enough to have a transcription of some of her diary entries we have always struggled to learn much about her origins or even her marriage to John Brooks. It now seems that the spelling of her surname could well have thrown us off the scent. Our first inkling that something was </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8207851242135593246/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=8207851242135593246" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/8207851242135593246?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/8207851242135593246?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2009/02/stagoll-verses-steggall.html" title="Stagoll verses Steggall" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IBRnY8eyp7ImA9WxRaGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-1806580863584456020</id><published>2008-12-21T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:45:57.873-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-21T14:45:57.873-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Owenite" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Percy Bysshe Shelley" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Queen Mab" /><title>Percy Bysshe Shelley and the pirate</title><summary>One of the more notable books published by John Brooks was an edition of Shelley's Queen Mab. The rather unauthorised appearance of this volume, how it was obtained and Shelley's amendments to it have long intrigued scholars of the subject. The text below comes from two sources. The first first-hand account was written by Thomas Medwin and comes from 'The Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley' published </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1806580863584456020/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=1806580863584456020" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1806580863584456020?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1806580863584456020?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-more-notable-books-published-by.html" title="Percy Bysshe Shelley and the pirate" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SU46Y0HPxHI/AAAAAAAABNU/OoVgWjZ_SPE/s72-c/Portrait_of_Percy_Bysshe_Shelley_by_Curran,_1819.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUBQHY6eCp7ImA9WxVSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-3380973809307122642</id><published>2008-12-20T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:44:11.810-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-04T06:44:11.810-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Hassall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lawson Wood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Phil May" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="London Sketch Club" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Illustrated London News" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Heath Robinson" /><title>Investigation on Illustration</title><summary>The following adds a little more to a query made some time ago regarding a menu sporting the image of Wilfred Vincent Brooks. Don Grant of The London Sketch Club was kind enough to give some suggestions as to the identity of the artists and their artwork featured on this curious occasion which may, in time, provide the answer to Wilfred's connection.Don points out that the pictures depicted </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3380973809307122642/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=3380973809307122642" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3380973809307122642?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3380973809307122642?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/investigation-on-illustration.html" title="Investigation on Illustration" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SU1-mA3kyvI/AAAAAAAABNE/RRSP1usbSPE/s72-c/PhilMayselfportrait.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UMSHg6eyp7ImA9WxRVFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-6962485311895907051</id><published>2008-11-05T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:28:09.613-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-12T13:28:09.613-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="George Baxter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vincent Robert Alfred Brooks" /><title>Back to Baxter</title><summary>A few months ago we were contacted by Mic Relf of the New George Baxter Society. He was keen to trace the missing 'George Baxter and his Methods' chapter from My Life's Medley. After some correspondence Mic asked if he could use some of the information on this site for a forthcoming presentation at the Society's AGM. Mic's knowledge of Baxter is superb and his work has filled in many a blank hole</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6962485311895907051/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=6962485311895907051" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6962485311895907051?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6962485311895907051?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-months-ago-we-were-contacted-by-mic.html" title="Back to Baxter" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SRHyfocR8AI/AAAAAAAABMM/5DTGi02EDlI/s72-c/Dying+Soldier.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYCSH85fip7ImA9WxVVEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-6728436001251652731</id><published>2008-11-02T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:56:09.126-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-04T07:56:09.126-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Allan Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Allan Borman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Revd Charles Wildbore" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mary Jane Elizabeth Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Edith Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arthur Reginald Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rhoda Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wilfred Vincent Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Herbert Cecil Brooks" /><title>Jennie Jots her Borman History</title><summary>This is a copy of some notes written by my mother [Mary Jane Elizabeth Brooks] and found after her death:-27 Hornsey Rise GdnsLondon N.I don’t know if any of my children care about family history, but it has always been a matter of interest to me to know that my father’s people were old country Gentlepeople. The Bormans originally were Reading (Berkshire) people. Early in the 1700 my grandfather </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6728436001251652731/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=6728436001251652731" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6728436001251652731?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6728436001251652731?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/jennie-jots-her-borman-history.html" title="Jennie Jots her Borman History" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SXmC5306I1I/AAAAAAAABOE/ceVej-ZR4Lw/s72-c/Cleethorpes.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AERHk-fyp7ImA9WxVVEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-2787400128081329502</id><published>2008-11-01T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:48:25.757-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-04T07:48:25.757-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Julian Hibbert" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Minter Morgan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vincent Robert Alfred Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rev. Robert Taylor" /><title>Dusty Diary Delivers Dates</title><summary>The following is a transcription of papers which appear to be from the diary of Elizabeth Brooks nee Steggall 1790-:Copy of notes from a diary found at 27 Hornsey Rise Gdns, &amp; lent to us by Edith.I met Madame de Rausman at Mr Morgan’s 1834 Jan 6th. [poss. John Minter Morgan]Mrs. Robinson was married to Mr. Taylor Jan 17th, 1834.  [Rev. Robert Taylor 1784-1844]Mr. Julian Hibbert died Jan 22nd, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2787400128081329502/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=2787400128081329502" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/2787400128081329502?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/2787400128081329502?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/11/dusty-diary-delivers-dates.html" title="Dusty Diary Delivers Dates" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SQzcKRXJfdI/AAAAAAAABLs/dgEgLjTSKW8/s72-c/The+Gentleman%27s+Magazine+Published+by+F.+Jefferies,+1834.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDSH4yfyp7ImA9WxRWEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-2229090269610326173</id><published>2008-10-20T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:32:59.097-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-28T04:32:59.097-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="omnibuses" /><title>Mustard Pot on the Trot</title><summary>"Coming down Tottenham Court Road I was much struck by the Omnibuses, yellow then as now: they certainly appeared of a size not less than a tram-car would appear to me at the present time and I was amused to hear them described as “mustard pots” a name for these yellow vehicles that has not quite disappeared." Frederick Vincent Brooks' childhood experience of a London Omnibus from the 1850's.The </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2229090269610326173/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=2229090269610326173" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/2229090269610326173?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/2229090269610326173?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/10/mustard-pot-on-trot.html" title="Mustard Pot on the Trot" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SPzUv4lFDSI/AAAAAAAABLU/QeI8keBfWqE/s72-c/mustard+pot.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEGSXg7fSp7ImA9WxRSGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-345049687526284179</id><published>2008-09-17T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:53:48.605-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-19T13:53:48.605-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Albert Grover" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Henry Havelock Ellis" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charles Darwin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>Schooling Sexologists</title><summary>It is always gratifying when a description or name mentioned by our author can be corroborated with the account of another. Such an example is given by Henry Havelock Ellis. In his colourful and controversial adult life he spent time as a sexologist, psychologist, philosopher, critic, author and editor, teacher, a man of medicine, long-time virgin and husband of a lesbian. At least some of his </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/345049687526284179/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=345049687526284179" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/345049687526284179?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/345049687526284179?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/schooling-sexologists.html" title="Schooling Sexologists" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SNFpHohO15I/AAAAAAAABK8/hy_VyPrciGM/s72-c/1871ellis.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANQn07eCp7ImA9WxRSGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-1387568238889178892</id><published>2008-09-10T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:56:33.300-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-19T13:56:33.300-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Henry Napier M'Rae" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Archibald Spiers M'Rae" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="36th Regiment of Foot" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="22nd Bengal Native Infantry" /><title>Frederick's Figge's Marsh Military Mates</title><summary>Following his banishment to boarding school, Frederick was fortunate to come to know the brother's McRae, MacRae or M'Rae.The 1861 census lists both brothers, their widowed mother and teacher Albert Grover boarding at the schoolhouse in Mitcham, Surrey. Archibald is roughly Frederick's age and Henry around three years younger. The boys' inevitable journey into the military would have made their </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1387568238889178892/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=1387568238889178892" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1387568238889178892?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1387568238889178892?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/fredericks-figges-marsh-military-mates.html" title="Frederick's Figge's Marsh Military Mates" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SMmALhRQSLI/AAAAAAAAA0g/uiQz0ssAxLA/s72-c/36th_Belt_Clasp_1855.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cAQH84eyp7ImA9WxRWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-3991154440722121535</id><published>2008-09-10T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:10:41.133-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-30T14:10:41.133-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Henry Napier M'Rae" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Archibald Spiers M'Rae" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Siege of Malakand" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Royal Humane Society" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>Henry Napier McRae</title><summary>Younger brother of Archibald Spiers M'Rae, Henry, appears to have surpassed him in terms of fame, through the saving of lives, winning medals and contributing to favourable outcomes in famous battles.Linley and Jim Hooper neatly summarise Henry's military career and further relations. An extract is below:Henry Napier MacRae CBEb. 27 January 1851, d. 18 January 1915Henry Napier MacRae CBE was born</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3991154440722121535/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=3991154440722121535" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3991154440722121535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3991154440722121535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/younger-brother-of-archibald-spiers.html" title="Henry Napier McRae" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SMmEr8BAi7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/8HjPCmWbaUs/s72-c/henry+mcrae.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQEQHszcSp7ImA9WxRWEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-6120522692027423497</id><published>2008-09-10T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:45:01.589-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-28T04:45:01.589-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Weiss and Son" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Foveaux Weiss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Oxford Music Hall" /><title>In Good Company</title><summary>Frederick attends an evening at the Oxford Music Hall with a partner in the firm of John Weiss &amp; Son, a man by the name of Foveaux. A preliminary search reveals that the once cutlers and now surgical instrument makers had their premises at 62 Strand at the time of Frederick's meeting."John’s son Frederick Foveaux Weiss also joined the company in 1831, which became John Weiss &amp; Son for the first </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6120522692027423497/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=6120522692027423497" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6120522692027423497?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6120522692027423497?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-good-company.html" title="In Good Company" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SMgmqVQ8NlI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/htUrAsWwBaw/s72-c/cutlers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIEQXk9fip7ImA9WxRSEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-1154400016608936768</id><published>2008-08-29T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:21:40.766-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-10T12:21:40.766-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rowing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="York City Rowing Club" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>York Regatta</title><summary>Another visit from the parents and another surprise from Grandad's attic.Object: Silver cup.Inscription: York Regatta, 1874, Won by F. Vincent BrooksFrederick's associations with the old West London Rowing club are well known and are documented in the posts below. Unknown until now have been his exploits further a field. The river Ouse still sports a York City Rowing Club with their own regatta </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1154400016608936768/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=1154400016608936768" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1154400016608936768?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1154400016608936768?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/08/york-regatta.html" title="York Regatta" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SLhD-6HF95I/AAAAAAAAAz4/Sos7etccmls/s72-c/york+regatta.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUDRX06eSp7ImA9WxdWGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-6309329612235107565</id><published>2008-07-05T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:11:14.311-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-12T11:11:14.311-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rowing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vincent Brooks Day and Son" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>Obituary from Times of Old</title><summary>THE DRAWING OFFICE MATERIAL MANUFACTURERES’ &amp; DEALERS ASSOCIATION26/27 Farringdon Street,London. E.C.427th September, 1921.Dear Sirs, I have pleasure in quoting a copy of the Obituary Notice which appeared in “The Times” on the 11th August, which will be of interest to you.      Yours faithfully, ALFRED W. FOSTER,Secretary.A Master Lithographer. A correspondent writes:-Frederick Vincent Brooks, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6309329612235107565/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=6309329612235107565" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6309329612235107565?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6309329612235107565?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/07/obituary-from-times-of-old.html" title="Obituary from Times of Old" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SHd0Abz41OI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5GEDzG_wwdY/s72-c/Times+obituary.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04MRHw7eCp7ImA9WxZaEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-8992439073069959237</id><published>2008-04-24T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:26:25.200-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-24T15:26:25.200-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rowing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="West London Rowing Club" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>Rowing, Sculling and Am-dram</title><summary>Frederick Vincent Brooks intriguingly entitles chapter 11 of his autobiography 'Theatrical memories'. Sadly we do not have this entry and cannot shed light on whether a humble 'first dramatic venture', on an occasion of the West London Rowing Club, led to further board-treading by our author.The occasion referred to is documented in a programme we have found and records an address penned and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8992439073069959237/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=8992439073069959237" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/8992439073069959237?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/8992439073069959237?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/04/rowing-sculling-and-amdram.html" title="Rowing, Sculling and Am-dram" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/SBECrHF6uoI/AAAAAAAAAwc/J0TOnIauGRo/s72-c/St_Georges_Langham_Place.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ABR3Y-cSp7ImA9WxZVFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-4414712063824792070</id><published>2008-03-27T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:09:16.859-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-27T15:09:16.859-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Hassall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wilfred Vincent Brooks" /><title>John Hassall Draws W. Vincent Brooks</title><summary>This piece, from the trunk of ephemera, is a menu for an occasion on January 12th 1937. It is illustrated with the unmistakable figure of Wilfred Vincent Brooks. The circumstances of the meal remain a mystery, although, like many of the conferences and celebrations documented before, the inclusion of cheese, biscuits and celery is comfortably replicated. The menu itself is in French and headed </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4414712063824792070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=4414712063824792070" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/4414712063824792070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/4414712063824792070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/03/john-hassall-draws-wv-brooks.html" title="John Hassall Draws W. Vincent Brooks" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/R-wWJLT-b1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/rgRzprnmz34/s72-c/DSC05688_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ERns4fip7ImA9WxZVFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-1057684552652294629</id><published>2008-03-25T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:18:27.536-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-28T02:18:27.536-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Duke of Wellington" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frederick Vincent Brooks" /><title>The Duke of Wellington</title><summary>The 'Iron Duke' believed in strong government and his opposition to parliamentary reform earned him his metallic title for reasons of a more domestic than constitutional nature; his unpopularity forced him to beef up security at Apsley House against the window-smashers. Despite this, his passing drew the crowds and the spectacle of a lavish state funeral had enormous repercussions on the arts, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1057684552652294629/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=1057684552652294629" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1057684552652294629?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1057684552652294629?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/03/duke-of-wellington.html" title="The Duke of Wellington" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/R-vsWbT-byI/AAAAAAAAAmY/KkwRq8-vvbM/s72-c/WellingtonTomb01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcARXY7fip7ImA9WxZWF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-3540181157938439499</id><published>2008-03-16T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:54:04.806-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-16T15:54:04.806-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wilfred Vincent Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Douglas Cockerell" /><title>Come let us cut the cackle</title><summary>Yet another speech written by W. Vincent Brooks has been transcribed addressing those in the company of a certain Douglas Cockerell of bookbinding fame. It can be found here.The speech is clearly written in anticipation of great and somewhat unsettling changes within lithography, the print industry and the wider world. Despite this, Wilfred remains defiantly optimistic in this between war era of </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3540181157938439499/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=3540181157938439499" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3540181157938439499?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/3540181157938439499?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/03/come-let-us-cut-cackle.html" title="Come let us cut the cackle" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUBR3w4eyp7ImA9WxdQF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-1442681059220049812</id><published>2008-03-09T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:40:56.233-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-17T08:40:56.233-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Edith Brooks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jack Jarrett" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Edward Jarrett" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Herbert Edward Newsum" /><title>Nerves are the Devil</title><summary>1889 saw the birth of Frederick's first child, a girl named Edith Mary Brooks. The photograph here dates from around the turn of the last century.At the age of nineteen, on the 3rd June 1908, Edith married Edward W L Jarrett. We currently know little of their early time together other than they had soon produced both a son and a daughter.By the mid 1920's Frederick's old school acquaintance Cecil</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1442681059220049812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=1442681059220049812" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1442681059220049812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/1442681059220049812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2008/03/edith.html" title="Nerves are the Devil" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/R9gXejcbIOI/AAAAAAAAAlw/68x2MmNHxKw/s72-c/Edith.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAMQXo4eyp7ImA9WxRWFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-6603044875640776516</id><published>2007-12-28T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:06:20.433-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-01T16:06:20.433-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Allan Borman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mary Jane Elizabeth Brooks" /><title>Borman and the Body Snatcher</title><summary>Allan Borman was the father of Frederick's wife Mary Jane Elizabeth Borman. During 1838-39 he attended a number of courses at Edinburgh's Old Surgeon's Hall. From November 1838 to April 1839 he attended nineteen of twenty lectures on 'Nathology (?) and the Practice of Medicine'and from 1st May to July 27th 1839 he attended a ten part course on 'Practical Chemistry and Pharmacy'. Both these were </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6603044875640776516/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=6603044875640776516" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6603044875640776516?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/6603044875640776516?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/borman-and-body-snatcher.html" title="Borman and the Body Snatcher" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/R3UZfE89hoI/AAAAAAAAAcY/I9iKkGSx20U/s72-c/allanborman1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQESX88fCp7ImA9WxZWGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-5399479897794625868</id><published>2007-12-28T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:45:08.174-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-18T10:45:08.174-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vincent Brooks Day and Son" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lithography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="printing" /><title>Revisiting Hornsey and Holborn</title><summary>On a rather wet Saturday we set off up to London to revisit some of the places associated with Frederick's family and the business. The first stop was a building site in Hornsey Rise Gardens. The Brooks family's old home was first given permission to divide in 1978. Then it was into three flats now, in 2007, it is five. To help achieve this the earth around the basement has been removed and the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5399479897794625868/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=5399479897794625868" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/5399479897794625868?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/5399479897794625868?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/revisiting-hornsey-and-holborn.html" title="Revisiting Hornsey and Holborn" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/R3T8Vk89hnI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HPhC-De6Ooo/s72-c/horn27.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGQHs7eip7ImA9WB9bGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605487515673932115.post-5056919783823416610</id><published>2007-12-22T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:57:01.502-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-28T10:57:01.502-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Modernism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Art and Industry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good Taste" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wilfred Vincent Brooks" /><title>Educating Good Taste and Art in Industry</title><summary>On Monday 29th April 1935 Wilfred Vincent Brooks gave a speech to the Lincolnshire branch of the National Council of Women. Having served as chairman of the Commerical Printing Section of the Royal Academy of Art's 'British Art in Industry' exhibition earlier that year he gave a luncheon talk entitled: "How Improved Art in Industry can help to conquer Ugliness and add to the Happiness of our </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5056919783823416610/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605487515673932115&amp;postID=5056919783823416610" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/5056919783823416610?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605487515673932115/posts/default/5056919783823416610?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://vincentbrooksnotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/educating-good-taste-and-art-in.html" title="Educating Good Taste and Art in Industry" /><author><name>Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01092373974266371652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15570945734136123944" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MnekJp_j9J8/R26sFE89hcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/RG990MgAoOw/s72-c/EX210.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry></feed>
