The Peacock - a good read


A good read yes but that article will have a certain element absolutely fuming. Because someone at some point in the past deemed a wealthy powerful person was worthy of a statue or having buildings named after them it's sacrosanct. You cannot question whether we should still tug our forelock at them. They'll be furious at anyone besmirching the name of their betters.
 
A good read yes but that article will have a certain element absolutely fuming. Because someone at some point in the past deemed a wealthy powerful person was worthy of a statue or having buildings named after them it's sacrosanct. You cannot question whether we should still tug our forelock at them. They'll be furious at anyone besmirching the name of their betters.

The Silky Lads will stand firm!
"Silksworth Evictions
1884, succeeded by his ghastly eldest son Charles, the 6th Marquess, who genetically inherited much from his granddad.
Old Etonian Charlie was yet another MP with a string of cushy “jobs” besides. In those days people could attain such sinecures merely by being well connected. Imagine. It averted cumbersome requirements; like talent.
He’s most noted in Sunderland for the notorious Silksworth Evictions of February 1891. Ungrateful miners were whining, mainly about the number of fatalities at Silksworth Colliery."

They can't argue with this
Hitler’s friend and admirer
"Charles the 7th Marquess was a controversial figure; although the reader is now perhaps past the point of surprise at this revelation.
Although not the brightest, his parents insisted, as parents so often do, that he become MP for Maidstone. He had graduated from Sandhurst in 1897 and it should be noted that he witnessed World War One’s horrors first hand, at Ypres and the Somme.
He held political offices in Conservative, Labour and Liberal governments, but is regrettably best remembered for his antisemitism and personal chumminess with Hitler.
The character of Lord Darlington, the crass appeasement fanatic in the novel Remains of the Day, is based on Londonderry. He was also second cousin to Winston Churchill, who referred to him as “that half-wit Charlie Londonderry”."
 
A very strange 'journalistic' style from the fella who knocked that up mind, he seems absolutely setting at everything :)
 
A very strange 'journalistic' style from the fella who knocked that up mind, he seems absolutely setting at everything :)
Made them sound like third rate Flashman.
Always called it The Derry. Referred to it as The Peacock on Saturday as was meeting people for a gig there.
 
There's a statue of one of them, the 6th marquis I think, in Seaham. My Granda used to spit on it everything he walked past it...and that was a lot. It's on the terrace on the front outside the flats, which used to be the police station and previous to that his pit admin/management offices. I laugh to myself cos it must get covered in seagull poo being where it is and my Granda will be so pleased. Horrible horrible family.
 

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