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On holiday with some relatives, I was taken to Stratford Saye, in Hampshire.  Whilst touring around we came across the stone memorial marking the grave of 'Copenhagen', the charger, ridden by the Duke of Wellington, at the Battle of Waterloo in 1815.  The Duke had ridden 'Copenhagen'  the whole day!  That must have been some feat.  The horse was born in 1808 and died in l836.

Some time later I had gone to Stoke Poges to the churchyard, where Gray had written his 'Elegy' and looking around the place, I stumbled on another veteran of the Battle of Waterloo.  This time it was the charger of Field Marshall, Sir William Gommm, 'Old George'   The horse was buried at Stoke Poges Garden of Rememberance.

He died at the age of 33 years. 

There is a stone seat not far from his grave which was erected in his honour. 

WARRIOR HORSES

THE GAMES CHILDREN USED TO PLAY

Yes, once up on a time children did go out to play!  For, in those days there were no computors or televisions.
Below is a list of some  of the games which they played. Strangely enough the childen's games had their seasons.  Games were played in the streets, fields,woods, school playgrounds or in each others houses.  The children had no shortage of exercise then!  There was an enormous amount of energy used, with running, hopping, skipping, jumping, climbing, calling and shouting.  They played hoops in the roads, bounced balls by walls. made slides in winter which looked like glass on the icy footpaths.
There were ring games - Lucy Lockett, farmer wants a wife, poor Sally sits a weeping, oranges and lemons, a hunting we will go etc, etc.
Skipping - salt, mustard vinegar pepper, bumps - where the rope goes under the feet twice, whilst in the air - Mrs d-Mrs i-Mrs f-f-i-Mrs c-Mrs u-Mrs l-t-y.
which spells out the word DIFFICULTY.
Whips and tops - the whips were usually made from a stick with a piece of string or a boot lace.
Marbles, five stones, hop scotch, Tig, hide and seek.
One of the most enjoyable pursuits was scrumping! Apples, pears, rhubarb etc.  I wonder how many children ended up with tummy ache!
Tree climbing was an adventure, not for the timid!
Fishing - the tackle would be a long stick, again with the inevitable piece of
string tied to the end with a bent hook for the worms
Another game that the children loved to play was to tie a piece of string to the knocker of one house and then tie the other end to the house next door.
They quickly knocked on one of the doors then ran to hide and watch the fun. As one door opened, it knocked the next door,  So the poor people at first were puzzled, but it soon dawned on them what was happening!

This piece I found years ago in an old scrap book, which I had bought at the flea market for a few pence.

                                                    A Guide For Children

              If I want to be happy                        I must lay and not fidget
             And quick on my toes,                      Read books and not flop!
             I must bite my food slowly               Begin all with purpose
             And breathe through my nose.       And know when to stop.

             I must press back my shoulders     I must love what is noble
             And hold up my head,                       And do what is kind,
             And not close my window                I must strengthen my body
             When going to bed.                          And tidy my mind.

             I must soap my bath flannel
             and scrub all I know
             I must then take a towel
             And rub till I glow.

             I must never be idle
             And loll in my chair,
             Or shout like a demon
             And act like a bear.


                

I wonder what to-days children would make of that!! 

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